ALEKS

A LITTLE WHILE AGO

My breath was erratic and my hands were shaking when I arrived back at the house and headed straight to the kitchen for some water. I was desperate to cool down cause every part of my body seemed to be burning up after what I’d just seen. The lewd images running through my mind weren't helping my frantic state so I resolved to take a very cold shower as soon I managed to force the remainder of my water down my throat, the coolness of the glass doing nothing for the heat running down my body.

It shouldn't have been a big deal seeing two consenting adults performing such…acts, but I was mortified at them, at myself and I had no idea how I would ever Leukas in the eye again after I’d seen his penis so clearly and I was sure I wouldn't be forgetting a single detail about it anytime soon, and it was going to be a huge problem. I didn't need to be thinking about Leukas as such an overtly sexual being on to of all my mushy, unrequited feelings towards him.

I was shocked when I head the main door open and only a few seconds later the man I’d left in a highly compromising position was in front of me, his grey eyes looking at my gaping mouth with no small amusement and the tin I’d dropped carried in his hands. I watched as he pulled a stool and perched on it before opening the tin, amused eyes still watching me closely as he picked out a brownie and bit into it with all the elegance of a prince. He made an appreciative sound as he chewed and swallowed while I watched him in silence, wondering how he had got his dick out of Valleigh’s mouth so fast and made it here to do whatever it was he was doing, all sexily eating my brownies and licking his lips. The heat in my nether region flustered me, which in turn made me pissed. If someone was to be flustered, it wasn't me.

“What are you doing here?” I finally demanded, deciding to go on the offensive before I did something stupid.

“You dropped something.” Leukas casually said as he bit into the brownie once more. “Did you enjoy the show?” he asked with a slight tilt of his lips as I sputtered indignantly. With the rate I was blushing, I was worried I’d turn permanently red.

“You’re disgusting. Aren’t you ashamed of yourself?” I asked demanded.

“Ashamed of what?” he asked, finishing up the brownie, my brownie. I snatched the tin from him and put them away because he didn't deserve them anymore and I glared at him when he raised his eyebrows as if I’d gone mad.

“You're an engaged man, Leukas. How could you do that to Flynn…. I mean Fletcher? She doesn’t deserve this.” I said, as if I hadn't been drooling at the thought of him in my mouth.

“I didn't know you were so concerned about Fletcher and all her rights. How is it even your business what I do with my relationship?” he asked, his face twitching as if he was trying not to smile.

I scoffed. “Well I thought I was friends and co-parenting with a gentleman, not some cheater who…. does such things with their fiancée’s friends!”

“Such things? You mean get my d…”

Blushing furiously, I interrupted him before he could finish his sentence. “Yes I mean that. And this conversation is over. Please leave, I don't want to talk to you right now.” I said and turned my back on him, intending to leave and take the shower that was becoming long overdue. But in a flash Leukas was in front of me, his hard body pushing against my shorter and softer one, making me gasp at the sensation as my body practically melded to the fridge.

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“Leukas!” I hissed indignantly as I felt his soft, long fingers running on thighs which were bare in the short halter-dress that I wore, before climbing right up to my bottom which was covered in barely-there thongs and grabbing unto them firmly before pulling me right at his hard and intimidating prick. “What do you think you're doing?” I demanded, trying to force my body to move away from the man who had clearly gone crazy but failing to. My traitorous arms rose up his gorgeous and strong arms and gripped his forearms, making him look smugger than he already did.

“Giving you what you want.” He whispered in my ear, all the while fondling my rear end which was apparently an erogenous zone of mine. “Your jealousy fit was unnecessary, Aleks, all you ever have to do when you want my cock for yourself is ask.”

I gasped in indignation at his crude words before finally pushing him away with a glare. “Fuck you Leukas. I don't want you adulterous…. prick. And if you ever touch me like that again I’ll…” my righteous tirade was intercepted by his mouth on mine, and I desperately responded to his kiss, winding my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist as he lifted me onto his arms.

“Your ass drives me insane.” He muttered fondling said ass in between frantic kisses and my humping his dick, my earlier shame nowhere to be found.

“We shouldn't.” I said when his hot mouth travelled down my neck leaving kisses in its wake. I was soaking wet underneath my dress and my rutting against him grew more frantic as I tried to chase an orgasm I hadn't felt in years and years.

“We will.” He snarled, sucking hard on my neck as he walked us towards the kitchen counter and placed me on it. I hissed at the sting in my neck as he pulled away but was distracted by him spreading my legs apart before ripping my panties away from my core so fast my head spun. Even though I’d never had any problem being fully naked, I felt shy and vulnerable as he stared at me down there, his eyes darkened with lust, before pulling me to the very edge of the cold counter and latching his mouth onto my wet snatch with a snarl.

I cried out in surprise and pleasure as he performed the foreign act, and I couldn’t help but grab his hair which he had cut and so was shorter than before but still long enough to grip tightly as he ate me out. It was mortifying and amazing and addictive and I found myself on the brink of an orgasm embarrassingly fast.

“Luk…oh my…Luk…fuck…I’m coming…oh god!” I panted even as my spread my legs further apart, desperate for completion. To my dismay, be pulled away and stopped my whine with a kiss that had me tasting my own juices as our tongues tangled. It was incredibly hot.

He pulled away with a curse. “You’re not coming until you strip for me and I bury my cock inside you for the first time in years.” He snarled, his eyes almost wild in their lust before he whisked me to my bedroom before I could answer.

His right hand worked nimbly to unbraid my French braid before he threw me onto the bed and watched me like a predator. He'd never looked so gorgeous with his black, fancy sweat pants and a white t-shirt that hugged ever ripped edge of his. His sneakers were as immaculate and black, a black that matched the expensive watch on his wrist. His hair was wild and seemed to glow in the light, and his entire body seemed to be vibrating with lust all the while coiled in a restraint I wanted to shutter.

Encouraged by the fire in his eyes, I knelt on the bed and slowly pulled the dress off me and threw it to the side of the bed, watching as his breath increased and his eyes practically glazed over at the sight of my red, lacy bra and my matching thong. I was about too unsnap my bra when he lost control and flew onto me, ripping the bra out with scary strength before latching his mouth onto my nipple while fingering the other.

I cried at the sensations, arching my back in pleasure while pleas and words of encouragement and pleasure left my mouth. I had only ever had sex once in my life but at that moment it felt like I would die if he didn't get himself inside me. The fact that this was a mistake for so many reasons was far from my mind then.