Alexa
Completely out of breath,I leaned against the shower wall, my legs shaking, trying my hardest to regain my composure. I felt Drew slip his arms around my waist and pull me under the water. He kissed me deeply before turning the water off. He opened the shower stall and grabbed one of the towels, passing it to me. I quickly dried my hair and wrapped the towel around my body. I watched as he wrapped one of the towels around his waist, and then stepped toward me. He softly smiled, and then placed one hand on each side of my head and leaned in for yet another kiss. His lips danced over mine, his tongue sweeping through my mouth. Looking down into my eyes, we just stood there looking at one another, saying things between the two of us silently.
He stepped out of the shower and reached for my hand, guiding me out of the bathroom, into the hall, and across to my room. I thought he was going to kiss me good night and run off to his room, but he surprised me by following me inside and kicking my door closed.
I stood at the edge of my bed, holding my towel against me. Drew turned, studying me. The look in his eyes was one I had only seen a few short minutes ago before he went down on me, devouring me. He took a sure step toward me, dropping his towel to the floor, and my eyes instantly traveled to his already hardened cock.
"Like what you see?" he asked, his words brushing over me and causing me to shiver.
I slowly nodded my head as he stepped closer and pulled my hands away from my chest where I was holding the towel tightly around me. As soon as my hands were in his, my towel slipped down my body and fell into a heap on the floor. His eyes never left mine as his hands gently held mine.
"You're sure this is what you want?" he murmured as his eyes trailed over my body.
I nodded, suddenly feeling very shy and exposed. "Yes." I swallowed hard.
"You're absolutely certain?" he said, his lips brushing lightly against mine.
I knew we were about to cross that imaginary line where friendship would no longer exist if we didn't work out. Instead of that scaring me like it should have, a weird comfort came over me. I didn't reply. Instead, I reached down between us and ran my hand over his hard cock and watched as he closed his eyes and dropped his head back.
"I'm sure. I want you, Drew," I whispered.
I sat down on the edge of my bed, scooting over so he too could climb in. He placed his arm under my head and threw the blankets over us. He kissed me deeply while his free hand cupped my breast, his thumb running over my nipple. I fought to keep the moan from escaping my mouth and gripped his cock, running my thumb through the bead of precum that was sitting there.
"Do you have a condom?" he asked between kisses.
I shook my head no, feeling almost as if this was the way for fate to step in and end us before we started.
"Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back," he whispered, kissing me again. He grabbed the towel from the floor and darted out my door, and within seconds he was back holding two condoms between his teeth.
"Get on your knees," he murmured, dropping the towel as I heard the telltale sign of the package ripping.
I did as he asked and looked over my shoulder to see him finish rolling the condom on. The other guys I had been with in the past had been passive. I wanted one to take control. I wantedhimto take control. I'd had control over every area of my life, and for one once I didn't want to think about how the night should go.
I spread my legs and kneeled at the edge of the bed and bent down so my forearms were supporting me. When I could feel the heat from his body behind me, I closed my eyes. I felt powerless as his large, strong hands gripped my waist, pulling me back against him.
"Feel that?" he murmured. "Feel how hard I am for you?"
His words sent a chill through me, hardening my nipples, and instantly I let out a moan. I was expecting to feel the pressure of him at my opening, but instead I felt his fingers slide through my wetness from my clit to my opening. When he did it again, a light moan escaped my mouth, begging him to do it again. He didn't give in. Instead, his hand ran over my ass, lightly spanking me.
"Ready for me?" his thick voice asked.
"Yes." I swallowed hard, finally feeling the pressure of him at my opening. I took a deep breath as he began inching into me. He took his time, sliding in just a bit, and then out again, letting me adjust to him until my body was practically begging for him. I was dripping by the time he was fully seated inside of me, filling me, stretching me. Then I felt him pull back, leaving me empty and wanting for only a second when he pushed back into me, satisfying the empty space. He held my hips tightly as he continued this rhythm, slow, deep, and steady. It didn't take long for me to start tightening around him, but instead of letting me come, he pulled out and guided me to my back. I lay there looking up at him, begging him with my eyes to sink deeply into me.
"Lexi." His voice was tight, almost as if he were unsure he should continue. I grabbed his hands and sat up to meet his lips, pulling him down to me. He kneeled on the edge of the bed and slid back into me. His pace was slower, gentler as his lips met mine. The slower he went, the more powerful I could feel my orgasm building. I gripped at his back, digging my nails into him as my orgasm ripped through me. He thrust deeply inside of me one more time, and a deep groan escaped from his lips and his muscles tensed as he emptied himself inside of me moaning my name in my ear.
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I restedmy head on Drew's shoulder, my eyes closed, my right leg wrapped around his body, and inhaled his manly scent. He held me tightly against him, running his fingers lightly over my arm.
"Tell me what it was like?" I whispered. Since I had laid eyes on Drew, I had noticed he wasn't the same man I had known all those years. The spark in his eyes was gone and was replaced with an emptiness I didn't like seeing.
"What was what like?"
"What was it like, her not showing up and leaving you there?"
Drew blew out a breath and adjusted so he was lying on his side. "It was a bit humiliating at first, standing in front of five hundred people, but then this feeling of calm came over me, and suddenly I felt happy. Happy that she had decided not to walk down that aisle. I can't explain it, but all that morning I had been fighting a feeling I couldn't grasp. Everyone thought it was just cold feet." He exhaled and kissed my forehead. "I guess for me the worst part wasn't the fact that she didn't show up; I was more upset at the fact that everything still needed to be paid for. Which sounds so awful."
I let out a tiny laugh at his answer. "So, you weren't as upset as Zach let on?"