Page 38 of Formula Fling

“Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

I’m so stunned by the blatant command, I blink dumbly at him even as I feel a flush across my chest. I lick my lips, my throat dry, but I manage to do exactly what he ordered. “I want you to fuck me, Lex.”

A smile spreads across his face at my response before he places rough, calloused hands on my knees and pushes them apart. His gaze never leaves my body as he takes in every inch of me, tremors rippling up my spine. “Soon,” is all he promises.

Lex’s finger trails between my legs and I involuntarily arch my hips off the bed as a cry escapes my lips. I can’t take another orgasm this way, at the mercy of his hands, but he has something else in mind. Scooting down my body, he blazes another trail of hot kisses over my breasts and down my body to that secret place. I’m suddenly shy again and attempt to close my legs but his wide shoulders prevent that and besides, he growls one word, “Don’t.”

Then his mouth is on me and he shows no mercy, eagerly exploring every inch with his mouth, tongue and fingers. The intensity of the sensations has me immediately begging, “Stop.Don’t. Wait… don’t stop. Please don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”

Lex chuckles, the rumble of his laugh vibrating over my clit, which he then sucks into his mouth, causing me to buck. It’s too intense and my eyes close, ultimately giving in to riding this wave of crazy, mind-blowing pleasure with the hottest guy I know, his face buried between my legs.

This is a whole new experience for me, something other lovers would never have thought to do. But Lex is enjoying this, and I can tell by his determination and the sexy sounds he’s making. The way he looks up my body at me every so often to see my reactions. He makes me feel alive in ways I didn’t know were possible.

I bite down on my cheek to hold back the screams of pleasure as Lex continues his relentless assault on my senses. My hips buck uncontrollably and I realize that my hands are tightly gripping his hair, but he doesn’t seem to mind.

As I approach the edge of bliss, I am completely lost in the intensity of the moment. And when I finally reach the peak, it’s like an explosion rocketing through every inch of my trembling body. I see fucking stars.

Lex’s name is the only word on my lips as he brings me to my second blistering orgasm of the night.

I’m limp, nearly lifeless, all my energy drained. Lex rolls off the bed, rummages around in his pants and pulls his wallet free. He grins down at me as he fishes out a condom and tears open the foil packet with practiced ease. He stares at me as he sheaths himself. “I like the look of you all helpless and worn out. It will make you more malleable.”

I didn’t think I had the energy to muster, but my pulse quickens again at his dirty words and the sight of his beautiful body looming at the edge of the bed. He is a breathtaking sight.His confidence and lack of modesty only add to his already godlike appearance.

Lex crawls on the bed, a wild look in his eyes as he positions himself between my legs. Kneeling above me, he runs his hands up my body, sparking more flames of lust. My head falls back in surrender as he teases my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. “What do you want, Posey?”

“You,” I whisper.

His eyes blaze with desire. “Give me more details.”

“I want you inside me,” I answer, my voice heavy with need.

“You want me to fuck you?” he asks, even though I’ve already admitted I did.

His dirty words cause my core to clench and I don’t mind repeating the sentiment. “God, yes.”

With a predatory grin, Lex covers my body with his own and claims my lips in a fierce kiss. I taste myself on his tongue as he presses himself against my heat, teasing and taunting me until I am writhing beneath him.

Using one arm to lift my leg, he spreads me wider and enters me slowly, savoring every inch of our union. My body trembles with anticipation as he takes his time, and when he is fully inside me, I feel complete.

Lex pulls away from my mouth and looks down at our joined bodies. “Look at us, Posey,” he growls, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. “I think we might be made for each other.”

Sexual poetry, I tell you.

I follow his gaze and the sight of us together is almost too much to handle. Our bodies move in perfect harmony, bringing us both higher and higher. His lips find my neck, kissing me with a tenderness that only intensifies the pleasure coursing through me.

As our movements become faster and more urgent, Lex’s grip on me tightens. He holds my leg up around his waist and wrapshis arm around the back of my head, pulling our bodies closer together until we are locked tightly.

With each thrust, I continue to soar. Lex hits all the right spots, each thrust causing me to grunt and curse in the most unladylike way, and I couldn’t care less.

His breaths are hot against my ear as he whispers, “You feel so fucking good, Posey. I could get used to this.” And at that moment, I know that I will never get enough of him. It’s the romantic in me, I’m sure, but it feels like we’re two halves of a whole, connected in an indescribable way that touches me deeper than I’d care for it to.

Lex thrusts harder, faster—skin slapping against skin—and my muscles tense in anticipation as another climax builds, threatening to overtake me in a tumultuous rush.

“I’m going to come again,” I gasp, my voice trembling with both fear and excitement. It’s impossible, yet I feel that tension deep in my belly and between my legs.

“I know you are,” Lex rumbles against my skin, his movements becoming more primal as he seeks to extract every bit of pleasure from me.

And then it hits like a tidal wave, crashing with devastating force. I bite down on Lex’s shoulder, allowing the intense pleasure to ravage my senses. Lex thrusts deep and goes utterly still. I can feel the muscles in his back bunch up under my palms and he orgasms with a guttural groan of my name.

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