will do absolutely anything for
you, give you anything you need, right?” I wait for him to acknowledge with
further movement.
He does.
“Good, because I need you to understand that your lease over
the use of your mother’s nipples is for a term of six months and no longer,” I
inform him.
Glancing up at Alexis, I confirm that her eyes are still
closed then return my attention back to her stomach. “You might think the
duration of your lease is unfair, but I can tell you I am being very
reasonable. So, that being said, do we have a deal, baby boy?” I lightly fist
bump Alexis’ tummy. “Good boy,” I whisper with a satisfied smile on my face and
gently nuzzle her skin with my nose. God, she smells good.
“I can’t believe you just waged a deal with our son over his
use of my breasts,” Alexis says quite casually without opening her eyes. Shit!
I could’ve sworn she was still asleep.
“He needs to know who’s boss,” I defensively answer while
shuffling closer to her face.
She opens her gorgeous eyes and rolls onto her side, facing
me. “I think you are the one that needs to know who’s boss, and I can confirm,
Mr. Clark, that it is not you,” she says with a content, cocky smirk on her
face.
“Hunny, you know that is not true. Technically, I am still
your boss,” I imply, as I caress her tummy.
She growls, filling me with a devious happiness.
“I need to get up and have a shower,” she adds, now snotty
at my correctness.
I raise my eyebrow at her then get up on my knees, resting
back on my heels and giving her full sight of my morning glory. “A
shower...now? Are you sure?”
“Yes,” she says with a faux yawn while trying to keep her
obvious want for me at bay as she begins her practised shuffling to the edge of
the bed.
Smiling to myself, I take a hold of my cock and slowly drag
my clenched hand along its length, prompting her to swallow heavily.
She stares at me and licks her lips.
I’ve come to realise over the past year that this action of
hers is involuntary. I love it, it reveals her uncontrollable surrender.
“Alexis,” I say, in a low predatory tone as I crawl over her
body, stopping her from getting away and placing myself in a spoon position
behind her back. “Are you saying you don’t want this?” I ask, continuing to
tease her while pressing my cock onto the soft apex of her arse.
Instinctively, she pushes into me but refuses to look over
her shoulder in my direction.
“Uh huh,” she moans, giving me a lazy rub with the rotation
of her hips.
I lean forward and lick the skin just below her ear. “You’re
lying.”
“I am,” she giggles, then tilts her head back and welcomes
my mouth to hers, my tongue to caress her own. My God, she tastes wonderful. I could fucking kiss this woman till I run out of breath, and I’m positive
there have been moments when I nearly have.
Slowly, I trail my hand down her front and slide two fingers
inside her amazing pussy, enjoying the warm wet softness as I penetrate.
“Fuck, Bryce,” she moans, as I swirl them around inside her.
My cock twitches, indicating he too wants a piece of her
inner sanctum, so I pull my fingers out and take hold of her thigh, opening her
wide and placing her foot on the bed behind my legs. I position the head of my dick
at her entrance and slowly push into her. Jesus, she feels good. How is it
that she always feels this fucking good?
Alexis reaches behind us and grips the back of my head,
making me groan and flex my fingers into her hip. Bloody Hell! I know
she likes it controlled and torturous in the beginning, so I rock my pelvis
deeper and harder but keep my rhythm slow before building my pace.
“Oh, God,” she moans, reassuring me of my thoughts.
Her hand moves away from my head and is transferred to my
arse, her nails digging into my now tense cheek—a clear indication of her
climbing orgasm.
“I love you so fucking much,” I growl out loud, my momentum
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