Miracle

Pt. 42

Lily quickly snapped her mouth shut, her face flushing crimson as she turned away from Alex, her eyes squeezed shut in mortification. Oh my god, why the hell did I say that? Her fingers fidgeted nervously with the scorched fabric of the curtains. Alex chuckled softly, a low, warm sound that did little to soothe her embarrassment. "Was the 'wow' for me or the burnt curtains?"
Lily's grip on the curtain loosened as she desperately tried to look anywhere but his perfectly sculpted, well-built body.

She was failing miserably. "Um, obviously the curtains... so, um, you wanted to sleep together?... I mean, a room... share a room together?" she stammered, walking over to the backpack Jinx had handed her earlier. She hoped Jinx had packed some type of night clothes. As much as she loved being dressed like a Disney princess, the fantasy was well and truly over, and she was ready for normal clothes again.

"Yeah, it's not like we haven't shared a bed before," Alex said, his voice calm and reassuring, stepping closer. "Besides, I like being close to you. I was away from you for a long time. Holding you is something I really missed."
Lily rummaged through the bag.

There were no night clothes, only an alarming array of sexy lingerie and a few oversized t-shirts and jeans that were clearly far too small for her. Obviously, Jinx and Valentine had a lot of plans while they were running for their lives.

"I guess we'll have to go pick you up a new change of clothes tomorrow, but hey, you would look nice in that," Alex said. She turned to find him standing right behind her, his hand holding up a hot pink thong and a matching bra.
She laughed shyly, looking down at the daring lace. "I'm not skinny like Jinx. It probably wouldn't look good on me. My ass and boobs are too big."

He pressed his lips together, a bewildered expression on his face. How could she possibly think that? It truly blew his mind that she didn't see her own incredible beauty. He gently handed the lingerie to her, which she slowly took. "I love your body just the way it is, along with all your curves. Everything is perfect."

Oh my god, Lily thought. Was he really telling her all this while still only in a towel? It was like he wanted her to melt into a puddle on the ground. "You really think so?" she asked, looking up into his eyes, a flicker of hope and desire igniting within her.

He smiled, taking a subtle step back, his eyes scanning her body from head to toe, sending a delicious shiver down her spine. "Definitely. If you changed into it right now and gave me a show, I wouldn't complain." she laughed, shaking her head. "Yeah, no way that's happening. I'm way too shy."
He suddenly used his powers, and in a flash of light, he was wearing some black boxers, the dark fabric a stark contrast to his pale skin.

He ran his fingers through his still-wet hair, slicking it back. "It would help you learn to be more confident in your own skin. You don't need to, but of course, no matter what you wear, I'll always find you extremely sexy." Lily's cheeks heated up even more. She looked at the lingerie set in her hands, biting her lip, a spark of daring igniting within her. She walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

She struggled briefly, shedding the heavy ballgown and pulling the remaining pins from her hair before slipping on the delicate lingerie set. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, her eyes widening. She thought she looked pretty damn good. Her boobs were high and pushed together, giving her incredible cleavage, and when she turned, her ass didn't look too bad either, the thin string of the thong almost disappearing between her cheeks.

"Okay, okay, there's no going back after this... here goes," she thought aloud to herself, tossing her hair around, admiring herself in the mirror. She looked like a sexy bombshell. As she ran her fingers through her hair, she couldn't help but think: her life was literally on the line, she was currently running for her life, but if she died before making love to this man, she would be a damn idiot.