LEGEND OF LEXI

CHAPTER 28

CONTINUE:

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Lexi shrugged. "It would have come up sooner or later. A boy cums on your ass, all of a sudden he wants to get all romantic and shit."

"I... you..." I scratched my head. "Do I dare ask how many times that's been an issue?"

"None yet. But only because I've been proactive."

"Ah. I see."

I only kind of saw, in fact. I also wasn't sure whether to be hurt or not that Lexi emphatically didn't want to date me. I was pretty sure that wasn't even what I'd asked. At worst, I'd maybe kind of asked her on one date. Maybe. I wasn't even sure about that. The rules got pretty fuzzy in cases like this.

"So we're still stuck with me making something, are we?"

"Maybe. Could be fun. You could be, like, a sexy chef guy. Or something."

"Could I?"

Lexi shrugged. "Enh... probably not. But I'm willing to be surprised."

"I'm not getting a hell of a lot of support from you, you know. Lotta criticism flying around. Maybe I don't want to cook for you anymore."

"Then... hm. Guess we order pizza?"

"I dunno."

"Order pizza and snuggle with a movie?"

"... you have my attention."

"Thought I might. Lemme look up the number."

And so, once the pizza arrived, Lexi and I settled into exactly what she'd suggested. We cuddled really damn close on the couch, too close to easily eat our pizza, as it happened. Not that that stopped us. It just meant we had to eat carefully, and that occasionally one of us would feed a bite to the other in a cutesy kind of way that was nevertheless Not Like A Date.

The cuddling only intensified once we'd finished eating. There was nothing anymore to distract us from us. The movie certainly wasn't more alluring to me than my sister's warm, cozily snuggled body. Not even a contest.

We pretended, of course. Acted like we cared about something other our dangerous proximity. I was pretty sure we didn't make eye contact the whole time, even while I was slipping hands under her shirt, or she was wiggling around in my lap.

We more or less settled down after a while. Still close as could be, but having somewhat established ourselves. I was amusing myself with an arm casually wrapped around Lexi, hand firmly embedded under her bra. She was a little more subtle at first, but that subtlety went out the window when she started undoing my zipper.

I glanced at Lexi, but she was staring straight ahead, apparently oblivious to me except for her cunning little fingers digging for my cock. I leaned back and waited to see how it was going to play out. I had my suspicions.

Sure enough, Lexi slowly, carefully pulled my cock free from my pants and underwear. I was so hard for her, and I smiled at the sharp intake of breath I caught when she wrapped her hand around my pulsing shaft.

To be continue..