Page 85 of Untethered Heart
“Ahh, you brought the Batmobile,” she says when she spots the Corvette.
I open the passenger-side door and lower Lex’s feet to the ground so I can sit in the seat. With my legs open and hanging over the side, I tug her back down to sit on my lap and open the glovebox, pulling out a white, square box with a big black ribbon.
She looks at me before accepting the box and pulling at the tails of the bow.
“Caleb,” she gasps.
I take the box from her hand and pull out the white gold bracelet. Dropping the box to the footwell, I unclasp the chain and bring it around her wrist, twisting to make sure the three pearls are sitting on top. Treasures from the sea, for my treasure here on Earth.
“This is beautiful.” She admires the bracelet as it sparkles under the overhead lights in the car. “Thank you, Honey.”
My heart thumps at the nickname. She’s never called me that before.
“Merry Christmas, baby.”
Chapter forty-one
A few days later, I’m waking up in my bed alone. But that is not how I went to sleep. The empty side of the bed is still warm, so Lex must be close.
I came back from Killara Bay yesterday morning with Lex following behind in the afternoon. She went home to pack a bag, then came straight here. I’m wondering how soon is too soon to just move her into my place completely.
I stretch my arms overhead, then throw the sheets back, walking to the bathroom to relieve myself. I’m not happy to wake up with a raging boner and no girlfriend to sink into. I’ll need to rectify that immediately.
I can’t hear any noises coming from the living room. When I open the bedroom door, no lights are on, but there’s just enough light streaming in through the open balcony doors that there’s an ethereal glow in the room.
I stop the second I see Lex. Leaning against the doorframe, I watch enraptured as she arches her back and stretches one arm over her head. A gentle breeze ruffles the curtains as Lex moves between her yoga poses in the open doorway between the living room and the balcony.
She leans forward, putting both hands down on the floor, and steps her feet back into the room holding herself in a plank position. I just about come in my pants when she pushes her hipsback and sends her arse up into downward dog, letting her shirt slip down and reveal that she’s not wearing any underwear.
She’s locked away in her mind, running through whatever it is she does during these exercises, and doesn’t notice as I cross the room. My cock leads the way as her glorious arse points to the sky on display for me, that pretty pussy exposed.
My hands grip her hips as I groan and say, “You’re lucky you’re not facing the other way, Siren. If anyone else saw what’s mine, I’d have to punish you.” She jumps a little with the initial shock of my presence, but soon eases into my touch, subtly wiggling her hips. “Although I did wake up alone, with a hard cock. So maybe I need to punish you regardless.”
I run both my hands lovingly over the globes of her arse before squeezing the flesh. Then, with my right hand, I lay a little tap against her cheek. She jolts forward with a gasp, and I soothe the skin, assessing her reaction. Her legs are shifting against each other as if to ease the growing ache. I spank her again, a little harder this time, and she moans, sinking deeper into her stretch and thrusting her arse upward.
I can see her pussy as it clenches, the skin glistening where her arousal has started to build.
I drop to my knees behind her, perfectly eye level with her swollen cunt. I pry her arsecheeks apart, exposing her centre and that needy little clit that calls to me.
I spit on her, right at her opening, marking what’s mine. Her knees bend as lust weakens her, but I hold her up by her hips and bury my face between her legs.
Lex cries out as soon as my tongue makes contact. I let the flat of my tongue lick from her clit all the way to her entrance and dip inside of her, flicking quickly as my own need consumes me. She moans and bucks against my face as I continue to devour her like a rabid beast.
I reach my hand around her to massage her clit. Her arousal floods my tongue, and I groan as I feel it drip down my beard.
“Mmm, you taste so fucking good, Lex. Are you going to soak my beard so I can carry the scent of you with me all day?”
“Yes,” she whispers on a sigh, and shudders while I run my tongue up and down.
I flick over her clit then bring my hand back around. With my thumb and forefinger, I open her up further, swirling my tongue deep in her entrance.
She cries out, and I pull back so I can look down at her face. She’s still holding her downward dog position, but her eyes are squeezed shut, cheeks flushed as she pants uncontrollably.
“Do you like knowing that I’m constantly plagued with thoughts of you? Counting down the hours until I can lay my eyes on you again. Imagining you coming into my office and letting me eat you at my desk.”
I ease two fingers into her pussy and her body goes limp before quickly snapping back into position. I pump my fingers in and out. Precum gathers on my dick as I feel her clench around me.
I groan. “I’ve thought about that one a few times, Siren.” I push my fingers down, rubbing against her G-spot while I sink my teeth into her plump arse. “Your legs locked around my head, you dripping all over my desk.” I hum and close my eyes, envisioning Lex spread out before me. I’ll bet my desk is the perfect height for me to fuck her as well.
