“What?” I lurch away and bolt to the other side of the room as I shield my backside with my hands, protecting it from potential invasion. Alex stalks toward me.
“There is no way, Alex! It’s not an option. Access denied, access denied!” My voice is so high I sound like I’ve been inhaling helium.
Alex holds his hands up in supplication and speaks softly. “I’m just kidding, baby, I promise. Come back here and let me check out those panties again.”
I’m still wary. This isn’t the first time he’s said something about getting up in there. I’m a firm believer if he’s talking about it, he wants to do it. He’s even admitted he’s thought about it.
He almost backs me into a corner, so I sidestep him to escape. I’m not fast enough. I find myself in the air, and suddenly I’m on the bed, facedown with Alex’s body covering mine. His monster cock presses against my ass cheek.
“So help me God, Alex, I will never let you touch my boobs again!”
I mean it, too. Maybe.
The weight of his body leaves me, and I flip onto my back. He’s doing a push up over me. It’s impressive.
“I was just playing around. I like the panties.” His monster cock lines up with the right part of my body.
His kisses are soft, as if he’s apologizing for scaring my bum. After a few heavenly minutes of making out, I’m no longer worried about his desire to enter the “no go” zone.
He grips the hem of my shirt and tugs it over my head. I’m not wearing a bra, so his view is unhindered. He pushes my girls together and nuzzles into them, nibbling and kissing. He stays away from my nipples, avoiding full contact. It’s killing me.
I’m a porno-moaning mess, writhing underneath him when he finally circles my left nipple with the tip of his nose.
“Does that feel good?” I can feel Alex smiling against my boob.
I bite my tongue to stop from begging him to just lick already. He’ll give in sooner or later. There’s one way to make it happen. I snake my hand down to the waistband of his pants, wrestle with his belt, and pop the button. There’s no messing around. I shove my hand inside and palm the MC. Alex makes a low noise in his throat.
A moment later I feel the heavenly wet press of his lips followed by gentle suction.
I squeeze encouragingly, not that he needs any encouragement once he gets started.
While he devotes attention to my upper half, I push his pants over his hips and line up our lower halves. Even with my panties in the way, I’m still able to get some friction.
“God, I want to fuck your tits.”
It’s almost a growl. I stop moving.
With his mouth still on my boob, he looks up and mumbles, “Oh shit, did I say that out loud?”
Based on all the boob lovin’, it’s not like it’s a surprise he wants to slide his dick between them. What is surprising is how appealing the idea is.
“You can if you want to.” I offer a tentative smile.
Alex gapes at me. “What?”
“You can . . . fuck my tits.” It sounds dirty. I like it.
He scrambles up onto his knees. “Are you sure?”
Biting my lip, I squeeze my boobs together in invitation.
I’ve never seen anyone undress so quickly. Alex is naked before I can blink. He straddles my torso, gripping his giant cock. Oh God, it’s leaking. He rubs his thumb over the tip and strokes down the shaft as he stares at my boobs. His fiery eyes flip up to mine. “Is this okay? We don’t have to be in this position.”
He’s so sexy like this—hard cock in his hand, looming over me, waiting for me to give him the go-ahead. I shimmy up the bed, rearranging the pillows so I’m mostly upright. Wrapping my fingers around his, I lick the head.
A soft curse falls from his lips. He roots around in the nightstand, producing a bottle of lube. At my frown he’s quick to offer an explanation. “My hands are rough. This makes it better. Plus, I’d hoped you’d be coming to see me, and I figured it’d be good to be prepared in case we have lots of sex.”
“You’re like the Boy Scout of sex, aren’t you?”
I take the bottle from him, squirt a generous amount into my palm, massage it over my chest, and then stroke down his length. Guiding him between my breasts, I squeeze them together. Alex’s mouth drops open as he grabs onto the headboard and shifts his hips. The view is pretty incredible from where I am.
After a few minutes, he abandons the headboard and takes over holding my boobs together. He pinches my nipples as he quickens the pace. I grab onto his rock-solid ass, helping out where I can. When he’s close to coming—he’s kind enough to warn me—I push his hands away, grab his cock, and wrap my lips around the head.
“Sweet fucking—” He doesn’t finish the sentence. Instead he groans as he comes.
I mentally pat myself on the back for taking one for the team. I’d rather swallow than have his jizz cooling on my chest.
“You didn’t have to do that,” he says breathlessly.
“I can always use the vitamins.”