Page 37 of Where We Fall

"Fuck!" he growls. "Those damn lips. Look at them, plump and stained from your lipstick. They look incredible wrapped around my dick."

Moisture pools between my legs. I've never had a man talk to me like that before. It makes me feel powerful andsexy. I've never felt sexy before. It's exhilarating and gives me the strength to continue.

With one hand wrapped around the base of his length, I get to work. Sucking hard and fast as my saliva begins to build, running down my chin.

"Holy. Fucking. Shit." He grabs my hair and squeezes. "Where the hell did you learn to do this? I've never seen anything hotter in my damn life. You better not stop."

I suck even harder, and he lets out a low scream then fucks my mouth for a few pumps before giving me back control. With each bob, I feel it get messier and messier until I'm slurping and making sounds I've never made. It's by the far the dirtiest blowjob I've ever given, and I'm loving every second of it.

"Your lipstick," he starts but loses his breath as he looks back down at me. "Fuck, it's everywhere and it's everything." I run my tongue everywhere I can, and when I create more suction, he gasps. "Oh, fuck, just like that, Lex."

I keep the suction and increase my pace.

"Fuck, yes. I'm gonna come so fucking hard baby."

And he does. He explodes in my mouth with thick bursts of his salty cum. And I gulp it down like it's the only thing I've ever wanted to have in my mouth.

I pop off him and swallow, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

He continues to stare down at me with dark eyes, but before he can say anything, I stand up and walk back into my room, closing the door behind me.

I go into the bathroom and turn the light on. My hair is wild from his hands and my mouth is a mess. Lipstick is stained all around my skin like I'm the fucking joker. It's evidence of just how crazy I got. I smile at myself in the mirror.

For once, I put aside all my fears and went for something that I wanted.

Chapter Twelve

Marcus

Sundaynightsatmyparents' house are always the refresher that I need if I've had a tough day or something's on my mind. We landed a couple of hours ago, and my brain has yet to slow down. It's flooded with images from last night.

The sexiest slideshow of Lexi's mouth wrapped around my dick. Her lipstick smearing all over it with each slide of her mouth. Each time I imagine it, I picture a different shade of lipstick. I want her to paint the fucking rainbow on my dick with those colors.

Never in my life have I been so utterly lost for words than last night after she popped off my dick and retreated into her room.

I paced back and forth for what felt like an hour, trying to figure out what to do, what to say.

Did I want to ask her what the hell that was for? We work together, we shouldn't be doing that. Or did I want to throw her on the bed and return the favor?

I'm so damn confused. Well, my brain is confused. My dick knows exactly what he wants.

Luckily, I pull into my parents' driveway, and my nerves begin to settle. I know I'll get to go inside and distract myself, even if only for a little while.

I open the front door and am hit with the familiar aroma of her sauce.

"Uncle Marc," Sienna, my oldest niece, comes running into my arms.

I wrap them around her and lift her up. "Ahhh, SiSi. I missed you."

She giggles. "I see you all the time."

"It's not enough," I say dramatically as I walk into the family room with her dangling off my neck.

I put her down and kneel on the ground to give my nephew Joey a big kiss on his soft, chubby cheek.

"Train," he says as he points to his toys in front of him.

"Wow, cool trains!" I reply as I lie down on my side and start moving a train around the track. "Choo, choo."

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