LEGEND OF LEXI

CHAPTER 32

CONTINUE:

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Lexi kept her hand near my waist while only using her other one to fuss with her appearance. She was just stalling, I assumed. Using any excuse to stay right where she was. And, indeed, she soon wrapped her fingers around my cock.

My eyes rolled back and I bit my lip at the feel of Lexi holding my nearly full erection. She was so casual about it, though less so than our evening cuddling with a movie. And she wasn't quite so much of a tease this time either. She just held me at first, but with a firm grip, and when she started moving it was very nearly like a real handjob.

It was tricky fighting for space at the sink without dislodging Lexi entirely. I didn't want to risk making her let go of me. But I too had things to do, and I needed to get ready for them sooner than later.

It was quite a fascinating experience brushing my teeth while Lexi jerked me off. I felt uncoordinated enough to have been embarrassed by it under any other circumstances. In this case, I felt somewhat justified.

She was still going when it came time to shave, which turned that into a slow and careful exercise. It would be all too easy to cut myself while Lexi played with my cock.

As soon as I'd finished everything and was finally able to just lean on the counter and enjoy my handjob, Lexi released me and took a step toward the door. I caught her with a speed that impressed even me.

"Where do you think you're going?" I asked.

"Gonna go get dressed."

"You're just going to leave me like this?"

Lexi looked me up and down. "You can dress yourself, can't you?"

"That is so not what I meant."

"And what exactly did you mean?" she asked, flashing those overly innocent eyes at me again.

"You did this to me last night too."

"Made you dress yourself?"

"Teased me. Got me all excited. Then didn't finish the job."

Lexi shrugged. "Not really my fault last night. Couldn't go jerking you off with the 'rents hanging around."

"No, that's true. What about now, though?"

She looked down at my erection that was pointed right at her. She chewed thoughtfully on her lip. "Well..."

To be continue..