Lex (Unexpected, #5)

by Cora Rose

“Well, I don’t feel like being the big bad wolf today, Mr. Walker, so off you go. Maybe I can eat you another day.”

His cheeks darken once more and it’s intoxicating. I could get drunk off of those blushes.

He takes a step closer, so close that I can feel his breath across my mouth and, my god, my entire body thrums with energy. He’s like lightning on a summer night—all heat and electricity. So fucking beautiful, and so very, very dangerous.

“Open your fucking mouth,” I pant against him, and his lips part slightly. Such an obedient, angry man.

“Oh, sweet William Bernard, I am going to fucking wreck you if you think this was crazy.”

I swear to all that is holy, I thought I was asexual. For thirty years I’ve walked through life not feeling any type of sexual interest in others.

He’s fire, and I’m a suicidal moth. I know he’s bad for me, but I can’t stay away.

“Pleasure points,” he whispers in my ear, and then he moves his mouth down to my neck and bites right against my pulse. “There are so many I can show you.” Oh god yes. Show me all of them. Everyday. Just attach your lips to my skin.

Jesus. What would sex be like with him? I’d ignite into a fireball.

“God, yes,” he mutters when I slide my fingers up as far as they can go. I crook them a little and he moans. So, I do it again, thrilled that I’m pulling those sounds from him. “Yes, William, just like that. Scissor them open a little. Yes, oh fuck,” he pants.

“God, that was better than it should have been,” he mumbles. “You are a fucking surprise.” He peeks up at me and a small smile pulls his lips up. “You have a way with your fingers,” he says, and I blush.

God, keep talking. I could come from just listening to you. Talk Lex-isms to me.

What’s the opposite of erectile dysfunction? Because I’m pretty sure I have that.

“You’re insane.” Oh, but in such a good way. I like how weird he is.

I cannot continue to shoot my mess everywhere like a geyser. This is not Yellowstone National Park.

His lips press against mine without warning and I sigh into it, my hands sliding up his thighs and grabbing onto his hips.

I’m convinced estheticians are just sadists who learned how to turn their proclivities into a profitable business.

Do I like being humiliated by him? Is that my kink?

“God, you moan like a whore.” His voice only makes me louder. “You barely ever talk, but you’re fucking loud when you want to be, aren’t you, William? You’re loud for me.”

I want to be near him, pressed against his body, but I can’t. Not yet. I have to behave with some kind of decorum. So, instead of draping myself across him, I press my lips to the glass he’s handed me and sip at the amber liquid. At this rate, I’m going to be an alcoholic and a sex addict by the time he’s done with me. I’ll need a stint in rehab to recover from this man.

My eyes slash to his and god, his face is everything. How is he so masculine and yet so pretty at the same time? It almost hurts to look at him.

“Shit, should I get on that? Do you like how I am, August? Because you’ve never complained—” “Em, you’re perfect just the way you are,” the other man says, his words soft and gentle. Oh, the way he speaks to him…makes my heart flutter in my chest. No one has ever spoken to me like that. I don’t think I’d mind it, actually.

I love how responsive he is. I’ve never been with someone so needy before.

Ah, my silent William, always thinking but never actually speaking. I want to crawl inside his head and listen.

When the lace panties are over my straining dick, Lex’s tongue pokes out, running over his top lip. “Perfection. Now…on your knees, pretty please.”

Lex undoes his jeans, his cock jutting out, and without hesitation, I suck him into my mouth. A gasp resonates around the room, followed by a groan because I am lapping and slurping on his dick, ravenous for it. I don’t know what I’m doing. All I know is that I fucking love it.

“Holy fuck,” Lex cries out as I gurgle around him. My spit is everywhere, I’m drooling like a leaky faucet, and my eyes are wet with tears streaming out of them. The noises my throat is making are offensive, but I can’t stop. I don’t want to stop. I want to consume him. Lex’s hands tighten in my hair as he guides me, fucking into my mouth with precise rhythmic thrusts, and I moan around him, my cock straining against the thin lace trying to contain it. It’s going to burst through.

I don’t quite understand how I know so little about him and yet, I feel so comfortable with him. How can he possibly be everything I need all at once?

I am so fucking attracted to him, just a total goner. I have felt this way in exactly never.

“Lexington,” he rasps and there it is. My cock, full mast. It wants inside of him. Badly. “The way you say my name is so hot. Will you moan it when I fuck you?” I ask softly, my hands trembling at the thought of it.

God, when he says my name I slowly begin to melt.

He won’t be kissing anyone else but me. His mouth is mine. His whole body is mine. I didn’t have parents and I never learned how to share.

“Lexington,” William moans, leaning up to press his mouth against mine, his hand on my ass, pulling me into him over and over. God, he’s so eager. I’ve never had anyone this desperate for me. It makes me want to come all over him, mark him as mine.

“Perfect. Fucking perfect,” I huff as his hand slides up and down our lengths. “You’re such a good boy. So good for me.”

He rarely speaks, so when he does, I hang on every word.

“Do you have any other family?” he asks. “No. All I have is Emery and Brenda. And that’s all I need.” William sighs against me, his breath tickling my skin. “And me,” he whispers. Why, yes, it seems that I do.

This whole thing started out as me attempting to give William all his firsts. But, damn, it seems like he’s given me just as many. What’s one more? What would it really hurt?

Well, I guess I’m keeping him because the thought of him with someone else makes me want to rage. And if for some reason, he tires of me and casts me aside, I’ll just have to stalk him. I really am no better than Susana.

“William, just so you know, you taste fantastic. You always do. Is this some kind of special mouthwash you use?” I let out a soft chuckle. “No.” “Then you must be some kind of genetic anomaly. Because you always taste like sweetness.”

“Lexington, I don’t see anyone else when you’re around.” “Oh, fuck off.” “I’m serious. Why do you think I’ve never…done anything with anyone before?” His foot eases off the gas pedal and he quickly eyes me. “I wasn’t interested in anything like that until I saw you.”

“Would you let me fuck you?” he asks and my head flops back against the headrest. Because yes, yes I would. I’d let him do whatever he wanted to me. Doesn’t he know that already? “You can do whatever you want to me,” I nearly moan and then bring our entwined hands up to my mouth and lick at his fingers. Like an animal. I am just so fucking horny all the time.

“Mating ritual…we’ll see about that when we get home. I’ll mate you all fucking night long.” Yes, do that, please. Let’s fuck like animals.

He just needs to move once and I’m a goner. “I can’t…” I gasp, my hands clutching onto his hips painfully hard, trying to hold him in place. “Don’t move…I can’t…,” I cry out as he slides up my length and then slams back down. My eyes nearly cross from the sensation, my entire body on fire. How am I ever going to go back to using my hand when I know what Lex’s ass feels like? I’m completely ruined. “You feel so good inside me. Fuck, yes. Your cock is mine. You’re mine, all mine,” he groans as he starts to move and that’s it.

“I am consumed by you,” he says, running one of his hands through my hair and tugging on it. “I have never felt this way about another person.” My breath leaves my body and I stare at him. “It doesn’t matter anyways. It’s too fast.” “Fast is the only way to live.”

“Who’s going to love me now that she’s gone?” I whisper. William reaches over and clasps my hand. “Me, Lexington. Me. I will love you.”

“We have each other,” he chants over and over and when I finally calm down, Lex is the only thing I can see. “Don’t leave me,” I whisper. “Never.”

sighs. “I want to fuck you, William. Will you let me?” He leans up and those sad eyes meet mine. “Always.” “God, I love how you always say yes to me.” He rests his forehead against mine. “I just want to feel something good, William. And you feel so fucking good.”

But having Lex…” my words trail off and I clear my throat. Lex leans into me, his hand clasping mine. “Yes, we have each other now, love. You have me.”

I’ve lived thirty years of my life without him. I don’t want to spend another day away from him.

Emery eyes August and sighs. “Nah, I like my man just as he is.” August looks over at that exact second and their eyes catch, a small smile lifting his lips before moving back toward the couch.

They’re so sweet 🥹