Once Chris left...the apartment felt strangely empty and void of life. There was no laughter, no TV playing over-the-top sitcoms and commercials that have aired a million times in the last hour, no banging while someone began preparing breakfast. It made Lexi's skin crawl. Her skin erupting with goosebumps, the towel in a pile around her ankles, Lexi gave a soft laugh while bending down to retrieve it. "I swear, I'm gonna get him back for that... I'm freezing my tits off, thanks to that little stunt he just pulled..." There was no real anger behind the words, oh no...but she wouldn't mind getting him back somehow. After all... revenge is sweetest when the other person is least expecting it. With another chuckle under her breath, Lexi wrapped the towel back around herself, and brushed a stray lock of hair out of the way. I should try and take care of a few things in town...while I have time, she thought, silvery-grey eyes lifting to meet those reflecting off the mirror. Her hair was plastered against her cheeks, jaw and the back of her neck...revealing little details that she never noticed before. There was a freckle underneath her right ear...and if she looked closely enough, just the edge of her birthmark could be seen along the curve of her neck, in the junction between neck and shoulder.
I wonder what he thinks, whenever he looks at me... Lexi tried to brush aside such thoughts, and began to towel-dry the damp curls. It wasn't going to do her any good, lingering on...well, something like that. They slept together, shouldn't that be enough? Shouldn't all longing for them to be together simply... evaporate? Her eyes met the pair upon the mirror, before drifting shut. Of course it isn't enough... It will never be enough for me. I love him, plain and simple. I have loved him for as long as I can remember… Her hands slowing, Lexi let the towel go down between her breasts, where she could feel her heart pounding away. It wasn't long until her lips curved into a faint smile, and she worked on drying herself off. I'm being silly. I shouldn't be complicating matters, and besides... I have other things to do besides wondering what Chris thinks, or how he feels...or anything. I need to pick up some groceries, and then head into work. Mom will be super mad if I don't…
After teasing her hair, Lexi changed into a mini black skirt, a purple tank top that emphasized the size of her breasts and skin tone...not to mention her eyes, and a pair of striped, knee-high socks, she was walking out the door. There was several looks on the way to the parking lot...more than a few having a flicker of interest, however she paid them no mind. It was a somewhat...tempting idea, having sex with a complete stranger just out of the blue...but she also loved Chris. After last night, too... Lexi's passion for sex has rekindled. I wonder how he'd feel about having a three-some...? she thought, a smile dancing along her lips at the very idea. I wouldn't mind if the third person was a guy or a girl... Mm… Already imagining all sorts of naughty things, Lexi rubbed her legs together once within the safety of her car. There was moisture there, she could tell that much...though whether or not she should do anything about it, she had no idea. Her eyes lifted, light reflecting off the silvery-grey depths as the young woman started the vehicle.
Lexi didn't want to buy groceries, and then leave the bags in the car to rot...so she decided it'll be a better idea to wait until later. There isn't much she needs at the store, anyway... aside from a few key ingredients for tonight. The windows rolled down, a warm wind teased her hair as she drove, giving the young woman a wild, sexy look. This did not go beyond Jason's notice, her fellow porn star...nor did it escape anyone else's notice. Numerous eyes glued to her breasts, ass, or some other asset, Lexi walked to the back where everything was already set up. "Hey, guys," she greeted, dropping her things off in the dressing room. "What sort of thing are we doing today?" The scenarios usually ranged from teacher and student, best friends... or anywhere in-between. In other words... it was always up in the air.
Jason gave his trademark grin, eyes roaming up and down her body... making things tingle in places she had no name for. "I'll be playing your big, bad teacher today, beautiful."
"Why am I not surprised?" Lexi placed both hands on her hips, a soft, almost inaudible sigh slipping past her lips. "What's next, you're going to be my Daddy, punishing me while I'm on my hands and knees?" Of course that couldn't happen, not between her and him, seeing that they look close in age. If it was to be anyone playing that role... it'd really have to be someone who looks the part. Jason was hot and all... but there was no way he could pull off that particular scenario. Lexi ran a hand through her hair, which sent brown curls falling against her cheek, and bringing out the bright silver of her eyes. There was a faint blush spreading along her cheeks and across the bridge of her nose... but no one pointed it out, for it looked lovely on the girl.
"Maybe because we've done it before, and loved it?" Jason guessed, hands slipping into his pockets while he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. A growing bulge making itself known in the young man's pants... it was getting rather difficult to hide it.
Lexi rolled her eyes, the light reflecting off the twin pools and making them flash silver under its influence. "You loved it, you mean. I swear, those bruises from the ruler didn't fade for weeks! You were having a little too much fun using that thing."
Jason gave a little shrug and a grin, not ashamed by the fact that he did, indeed, love using that ruler on the young woman. "So what if I did?" With the sleek stealth of a cheetah, Jason began moving closer to her.
“You always enjoy it, especially if it’s in front of the camera,” Lexi retorted. It was a well-known fact in the porn industry that he loved sex to almost an obsessive level, and when it comes to ‘heightening the pleasure’... being watched was the best way. Her hands coming to rest upon her hips, she lifted a brow, meeting his gaze with a thrust of her chin.
With a cocky grin, Jason placed his hands over hers, their bodies just millimeters apart. “You know it, baby,” he purred next to her ear, going so far as to grind his cock into the junction between her legs. “I’m available later, if you’re interested in another round after the show…”
Lexi was about to snatch herself away, to protest...however, she couldn’t, not with a straight face. Not when… a rush of heat had coursed throughout her entire body at the idea of him and her and...Chris, being together. Of her sucking Jason’s cock, while Chris pounded into her from behind… or any number of scenarios, really. A light, rosy blush making its way along her cheeks, she forced herself to look away.
“Hmph… What makes you think I’d have sex with you, outside of work?” Lexi grumbled under her breath. The color, so pretty on her features, had begun creeping down the curve of her neck… and to places unknown. “I have a life, you know… outside of this industry…” Jason chuckled, low and husky, next to her ear, hands moving down from her hips. It wasn’t long until he was pressed right up against Lexi… their grips grinding, his large, more than capable hands grabbing onto her ass and squeezing. the cheek in his palms. “You may have a life outside of here… but porn is a big part of it, sweet Lexi…
Pleasure, thick and heady, surged up and down Lexi’s spine… making it difficult to think. Lexi found herself trembling against her sometimes friend and coworker, fingers curling into the table’s edge behind her. A soft moan bubbled up from within her chest, and escaped her lips before too long… an obvious sign that what he was doing did, indeed, feel good. No, more than good… fabulous.
Jason grinned, more than pleased with himself. The moan was different than what he normally heard… huskier, much more realistic than any noise that has slipped past the lovely Lexi’s lips. “Do you like that?” he purred next to her ear, giving the lobe a teasing nibble while continuing to grind his hips against hers. “I heard that sweet little moan of yours… so you must be enjoying yourself.”
<i>No… I shouldn’t be enjoying this… I love Chris, remember? I love...Chris…</i> Lexi forced herself to take note of, though logic seemed difficult to grasp onto.
“E-Enjoy, really? Don’t make me laugh, Jason…”
“Don’t play coy with me. I heard that moan, and I can tell you are enjoying this…” Jason growled this time around, causing the pleasure to set ablaze within her veins.
Lexi swallowed the gump lodging itself in her throat, only to gasp out at a particularly rough grind… one that reminded her, vaguely, of Chris. Her knuckles grew white, gripping ever tighter onto the table… and onto sanity, if that was at all possible. That pink blush growing darker, Lexi found her head lolling back… exposing her throat, almost as though in sweet surrender.
In a way, it was surrender… for Lexi couldn’t lie, and neither could her body. It really did feel good… and it was making her want more… so much more.
Her fingers fell away from the table, only for both hands to hesitantly raise up, and grip onto Jason's hips. The nails bit through the denim into the skin hiding underneath, making him groan and give a rather rough grip against Lexi's pelvis. He was no longer being suave, or trying to be seductive... no, he was now starting to need the young woman with a passion that defied all logic.
"Fuck yeah, baby... You know I like it rough..." Jason growled, a hand nudging the neckline of Lexi's shirt aside, so he could deliver a sensual lick to the curve of her neck.
Lexi whimpered, torn between sanity and pleasure. A fog was rolling over her mind...making it hard to piece together the fragments of thoughts, or anything resembling thought. Her curls fell away, exposing her throat more to the young man that is using seduction as a weapon. Luckily… she didn’t have to use force to stop the onslaught of pleasure, for her phone chose that exact moment to vibrate in her pocket… and with that, the fog lifted from her mind.
“B-Back off, Jason,” Lexi grumbled, shoving him away almost roughly… ashamed, embarrassed, and aroused all at once. It was also mortifying, being aroused by the man who she would call a brother, if it wasn’t for the fact that they have sex for a living. “I...I have to get that.” Thank Heavens to whoever dialed her number right then and there. If it wasn’t for them… who knows how far things would have gone.
After brushing aside such thoughts, Lexi cleared her throat, looked down at the number displayed on the cell phone's screen...and almost blanched.
C-Chris? What is he doing, calling? Is he done with work? Or... Too scared to consider anything else, Lexi walked away from her co-workers and peered down at the number yet again. Calm down, there's nothing I have to worry about... He's probably just calling to let me know what time he'll be home for dinner... Yeah, that's probably it...
"Lexi~!" Jason called out in the background, making her groan. "Come back, I'm not finished with you~!"
"You're not, but I'm finished with you," Lexi called back, annoyed beyond description. Drawing in a deep breath, she leaned against the wall for at least a semblance of privacy, and curled in on herself. What has she gotten herself into, getting involved with her cousin...?
Heart pounding against her rib cage, a bird captured and struggling to escape, to use its wings, Lexi ran a hand through her hair, sending numerous curls tumbling against her cheeks. Chill, chill... Before she could lose what little courage she has scraped together, her thumb hit the green button, and the small cellular device was lifted up to her ear.
"Hello?" Lexi answered, the word sounding a little off even to her own ears. It was a bit higher pitched than normal. Oh well, there was nothing she could do about it now. Her fingers tapped a nervous rhythm against her bicep, weight shifting from one foot to the other as she waited for him to reply. God, was she blushing? It wasn't as though they're exactly dating or anything... just... they're family with benefits.... That just sounded so wrong. Resisting the urge to groan, she cleared the lump from her throat and began walking away from Jason and the others.
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