Page 27 of Last Chance Seduction (Montgomery Ink Legacy #9)
Lex threw his head back and laughed, before he pulled back and stood up. I tried not to blush at the damp spot on his pants, that I knew had come from me as I had indeed rode his thigh, and he just met my gaze and smirked.
“Damn you.”
“Oh, fuck you.”
“Oh don’t worry. I’m going to fuck you. Are you ready?”
“You say that as if I’m not the one naked on the floor right now,” I whispered.
In answer, I held one breast and slid my hand in between my legs.
My clit was swollen, the rest of me so hot and wet I could barely think straight.
It didn’t take much for me to nearly go over the edge, but then Lex was there, stopping me.
He had shoved off his shirt and pants, and that’s when I realized he hadn’t worn any underwear, damn the man.
But I didn’t have time to pay his cock the attention deserved before his mouth was on me again, and he was finger-fucking me so hard that the sounds were indecent.
“That’s it, ride my hand, move those hips, Mercy,” Lex ordered as he knelt between my legs, sliding three fingers in and out of me so quickly that my dampness coated his palm and my thighs.
With a gasp, I came again, my eyes rolling back and my toes curling. I tried to sit up, tried to do anything, but instead I just lay there as Lex squeezed the base of his cock.
“I thought about this. While in the shower, in bed, even at work. How it would feel to have you beneath me, begging for my cock. But then I found myself the one wanting to beg for that sweet pussy of yours. Think you can do that?”
“Think I can do what?” I ask, not really tracking his words.
“Do you think you can take me?” Lex asked, and that’s what I realized the true size of him. He was thick, long, and I couldn’t help but lick my lips. He winked before he moved over to his pants and pulled out a condom. “I have more in my bag,” he teased.
“And I have some upstairs. I wasn’t really expecting to get fucked in front of the fireplace and my Christmas tree.”
“Merry Christmas to me,” Lex said before he used his teeth to tear open the wrapper. He met my gaze as he slowly slid the condom down his length, covering himself.
“Now. What do we do here?” Lex asked as he lifted one of my legs so my ankle was on his shoulder. He guided his cock to my pussy and slid the tip through my folds.
“You’re already so tight after coming. Tsk. Tsk. We’re going to see how well you can take this teasing.”
“Stop teasing and fuck me already. I want this to be my Christmas gift instead.”
“Next time I’ll tie you up just like a little Christmas present and see how well you like it.”
“I have so many questions with that, but I can’t think straight.”
“Frankly, neither can I. Now, look between us and see how greedy your little cunt is. Look at it taking me. It’s begging for me.”
I looked down as he slowly slid into me inch by inch.
The pressure was nearly too much, his cock thick, stretching, but I couldn’t help but suck in a breath as I did indeed take him in.
He paused for a moment, not quite fully deep inside, and let out a shuddering breath.
“I’m about to come like a teenager.” He sighed. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
I swallowed hard, trying to breathe. “You are the one that takes my breath away. How the hell do you have an eight pack?”
“You can use your tongue to count the muscles later,” he teased.
“Promises promises,” I said on a gasp as I tilted my head back. He pushed then, hard and fast, so he was fully seated in me, his heavy balls pressed against me.
“Look at you, you took all of me. That’s a good girl.” My leg was still up high, but he leaned forward slightly, stretching me as he ran the back of his hand over my cheek.
“Are you okay? You tell me if anything hurts, okay?”
“I’m really okay, Lex. Please. Just move .”
“That I can do.”
He kissed my ankle before he slid out of me slowly, oh so slowly. I opened my mouth to complain, but then he slammed into me to the hilt, and there was no more thinking. He kept moving, hard and fast, and as my leg fell he leaned over me, taking my mouth.
I tried to hold back, but the orgasm came once again, and I was groaning his name as I clamped down around him.
Lex pulled out of me, and I curled into a ball, my body shaking from the aftershocks, but then he gripped my hips and flipped me to my knees. Before I could say anything, he slammed into me again, fucking me from behind with such ferocity that we moved with each thrust towards the Christmas tree.
Afraid I was going to end up underneath the tree, I pressed back at him, arching.
“That’s a girl, you’re so fucking hot. So beautiful,” he muttered, continuing to say words that I wasn’t sure either one of us understood.
When I was close to orgasming again, I whimpered, not sure I could take it, but then he was moving us once more. He sat down and pulled me on top of him as we had been by the tree to start with, when we had been both fully clothed.
“Slide on top of me, Mercy. I want to see your eyes when I go over. When I fill you.”
I shuddered, nodding.
“And one day, I’m going to fill you completely. I’m going to go bare, and fill you up with my cum. What do you think about that?”
This man was a menace. And I was falling far too quickly. “I think you’re once again all talk.”
I practically panted the words, and he smiled before sliding me down over his cock. I wrapped my arms around his waist as he slowly rocked into me, and we held one another, our gazes meeting.
“Merry Christmas, Lex,” I whispered against his lips.
He held the back of my head, my hair fisted in his hand, and he just smiled. “Merry Christmas, Mercy.” And then we were both moving, hard, fast, and when he came, I followed, loving the sound of my name on his lips.
“Nothing fake about that,” he muttered, and I grinned, feeling steady for the first time, and yet completely tilted off my axis. But maybe, just maybe, that was the Christmas gift we both had needed.