LEGEND OF LEXI

CHAPTER 49

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This was probably what she'd been angling for right from the start. The way she bucked her hips to rub all over my cock, the way she kissed me back, there was no way her suggestion had been anything like as casual or out of necessity as she'd wanted it to sound. Taking things even further back, I could only assume she'd been in a particularly horny mood anyway if she'd tried fucking her own ass in the first place. I'd have to subtly remind her at some point that that was my job.

I started grinding back against Lexi, needing more of her rubbing on my cock. She was so slick against me, so tantalizing. Her pussy was also a much more natural fit than her butt, in some ways. My cock could practically navigate on its own, Lexi's body was doing such a fantastic job of coaxing it in.

I slowed my movements, but let our bodies do what they wanted to do. My cock found her entrance and the head slipped inside just as smoothly as if we'd done this thousands of times before.

Lexi clasped me tightly and tried to wiggle me deeper, but she was stuck beneath me and didn't have the right leverage. I kissed her firmly as I obliged and thrust into her.

Her pussy accepted me eagerly. It was tight and wet, like her ass in some ways, very different in others. Regardless of the minutiae, it was a simply wonderful feeling to slip deeper and deeper, and eventually bury my cock inside. It felt so right, so very amazing.

I pulled my head back enough to look at Lexi's face. She was the reason. Sure she felt good physically just goddamn everywhere I'd touched her, tasted her, and been inside her. But that wasn't all of it. It was that she was Lexi. My sister. The person I trusted and knew best of anyone in my life. The one I spent so much time with and still never got tired of. Sex with her was on a whole other level from just the physical act of it.

I could only hope she understood she was spoiling me. That every new experience we shared was another step that couldn't be taken back. Just as I had become helplessly addicted to her ass, so to could I develop other obsessions. From just the feeling of her pussy gripping the full length of my cock, I was pretty sure I'd found a new one.

At the same time, it was quite possible Lexi knew exactly what I felt with her. Her fingers were digging into me enough to hurt, her eyes were rolled back, and her mouth open in either a pant, or just waiting for me to kiss her again. Her oft feigned indifference or dismissiveness of my desire for her had always clearly been a game of sorts, but I hadn't considered that part of her coyness might have been an emotional layer of defense. A way of maintaining control not just over me, but over herself as well.

To be continue..