Page 57 of Where We Fall

"You feel so damn good like this," I tell her.

I haven't even moved yet, and the sensation of being inside of her with nothing on is fucking incredible.

I brace myself on the counter and pull out slowly, inch by inch. My eyes stay trained on her pussy as I slam back in as hard as I can. She screams, and I do it again. I watch her reactions as I start to fuck her at an animalistic pace, making sweat fall from my forehead.

I lean my body on top of hers and reach my hands up until they find hers. Our hands squeeze each other's as I slam in and out, over and over. We're both sweating and moaning together as the sensations take over.

"Fuck me, fuck me," Lexi screams. "Fuck!"

"Ahhh, I could fuck this tight cunt of yours all day long," I growl into her ear.

I feel her walls start to tighten around me, and then she screams her release. I don't let up the entire time she comes, fucking her roughly into the cabinet below us. As soon as she is done, I pull out of her and jerk my cock while spurts of cum fall out onto her perfectly round ass.

I love watching her covered in my release. It's the sexiest image I've ever seen.

It takes a minute to get my breathing under control.

"I think we need a shower, babe," I tell her as I wipe my forehead, drenched in sweat.

She smiles. "I guess you're right. It can get better."

Chapter Seventeen

Lexi

Hetoldmetowear something casual with his favorite red lipstick. He wants to take me on a date.

Honestly, I'm surprised by the casual request. For someone with that much money, I would have pegged him for a fancy dinner kind of guy. It's just another reason I love being with him. He doesn't show off his money or think he's superior to anyone because of it.

I just watched a video on how to do my hair. I wanted some fullness and soft curls like I had done at the salon. An hour later, the results aren't half bad. I don't know if it'll last, but who cares? At least I can be confident for the first ten minutes of the date.

Anyway, I'm already comfortable enough with him that I won't worry about something like my hair.

I walk over to my front door and grab a comfortable pair of flats, and my phone vibrates.

Marcus: Get your sexy ass down here.

I giggle as I swipe out of the screen. Never a dull moment with him. I'm not sure I've smiled this much before. It's easy with him.

My apartment is on the third floor, so it takes me a second to get down the stairs. When I get outside, he's leaning against his car.

He opens his arms for me, and I run into them. His breath against my ear makes my skin tingle.

"How is it possible that I've already missed you?" his deep voice vibrates in my ear.

"I mean, I did just see you at work yesterday," I tease.

I pull away and see the shock on his face. "Are you saying that you didn't miss me?"

I did. So damn much I wanted to show up at his place last night. But he had plans with some friends, and I didn't want to be clingy.

He tickles my sides. "Woman, tell me you missed me."

I laugh. "Ok. Fine. I missed you, too. I thought about you all night. Are you happy?"

"Very happy," he says, but then his smile starts to fade, and he turns serious. "I'm actually the happiest I've ever been."

His admission leaves me breathless. "Me too," I whisper back.

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