Within minutes of asking him that, we fixed the living room and I was in his arms as he carried me up the stairs. He walked over to his room and shut the door behind us after placing me down on the floor. As soon as the door was locked, he walked over to me and reached for the drawstring on my pajama pants, tugging at it gently until the tie gave way, slipping them off me and letting them drop to the floor. Then he gripped the edge of my shirt, lifting it over my head and again dropping it to the floor as well, leaning in to bite my already hardened nipples.
I pushed at the waistband of his house pants, pushing them down over his hips. He kissed me hard, backing me up against the edge of his bed, where I sat down and took him in my hands, slowly stroking his beautiful, hard cock.
As I looked up, I noticed he was watching me intently as he ran his fingers through my hair. I bent and licked the bead of precum from the tip of his cock, listening to him inhale deeply as I swirled my tongue around him.
"Fuck, Lexi," he hissed, pushing me back onto the bed, until I was lying down looking up at him. He kneeled between my legs, forcing them open with his knees. I ran my hands over his hard abs, biting my bottom lip as I wished he were inside of me. With his knees holding my legs open, he looked into my eyes as he ran his fingers through my wet center, causing a chill to run through my body and my nipples to harden as his fingers found my clit. He supported himself with one arm and his mouth met mine to silence the moan that was about to come from my mouth as he continued to run his fingers over the already swollen bundle of nerves.
"You have to be quiet," he whispered as he continued teasing me.
"I can't," I whispered, “it feels too good.”,
He pulled his hand away and reached over inside the bedside table, pulling a condom out. I heard the foil rip and opened my eyes to watch him roll it on. He bent down and licked each of my nipples, then kissed me deeply as I felt him press against my opening, finally slipping inside of me, filling me. He held me close as he pumped slowly and deeply inside of me, kissing me to stifle my moans.
Chapter 23
Drew
The soft morninglight peeked through the blinds, causing me to wake. I stared up at the ceiling, remembering last night. The feel of her soft skin against mine, her harsh breathing in my ear, and the little whimper she expelled as she finally came. I went to roll over and felt an arm around my waist, and panic started to rise. I glanced over at the clock and saw it was close to five.
"Lexi, baby, wake up," I whispered, gently shaking her shoulder. She didn't wake. Instead she readjusted herself and snuggled up closer against me. "Lexi, wake up," I once again said as I shook her. "You've got to get up, baby."
"Just go back to sleep." She ran her fingers over my chest.
"Lexi, come on, baby, your parents are home. Get up."
Her eyes opened abruptly, finally remembering where she was. "Oh my God, what time is it?" she asked, panicked as she looked around for her shirt.
"It's just before five."
I watched as she jumped from the warmth of my bed, the heat of her body leaving me, and threw on her pajama pants and T-shirt. She was just about to grab the door handle when we heard a door open on the other side, followed by her mother’s voice speaking with her father. I could see the rapid rise and fall of her chest as panic set in, and I jumped up and went to her.
"It's okay, Lexi," I whispered. "Just stay quiet."
I could see the worry lining her eyes as she stood quietly in my arms, waiting for her parents to either go downstairs or back to bed.
"My God my bedroom door is open. I’ve never slept with it open." The panic rose in her once again as I rubbed her arms.
I had to do something to calm her down, so I grabbed my sweatpants and threw them on. "Give me a minute. You wait right here."
She looked at me as if I had lost my mind.
I pushed her behind the door and stepped out into the hall, pulling my door shut. Lexi's parents’ bedroom door stood wide open, and I could see Jim facing the other way looking out the window. The bathroom door was shut tight, and I could hear the shower already running, which meant Barbara was in there. I slipped across the hall and pulled Lexi's bedroom door shut tight and was just about back to my room when I heard Jim clear his throat.
"Well, you're up bright and early. Merry Christmas, son!"
"Merry Christmas, Jim. I take it Barbara is in the shower?" I asked.
"Yep. She wanted to get breakfast prepared early so we can all make it to church on time."
"No problem. I'll just wait in my room." I went to turn to go back in when I heard Jim clear his throat.
"Oh geez, Drew, were you able to get that closet door open to put your belongings away? I forgot all about how it sticks."
"No, sir, but it’s all right. I don't really need it."
"Nonsense, let me take a quick look," he said, starting to make way for my bedroom door.
"Jim, really, it’s all right. Zach said he was going to help me with it later," I said, gripping his arm and looking him directly in the eye. "Really, it's fine." I could imagine Lexi freaking out behind the bedroom door at the thought of her father bursting inside.