Playing the Player's Game

Chapter Twenty-four : Lexington's Decision

Anticipate a short chapter.

Lexington's Decision

Lexington Wells POV

I felt great. Being with Angel has really done me some good. We've been dating for about a year now and we moved in together recently.

She's everything I could ask for. She's either with me or at work. I know she's not cheating on me and that I'm not her sideline.

I was in love with her. Real love. I now know that I was never in love with Mandolin. I loved the idea of being with someone. I loved the idea of loving. I loved the idea of being in love.

But I wasn't. Not with her.

"Baby, are you ready?" she asked, grabbing my waist.

I smiled, one of my favorite days of the week. Monday nights.

It was the day we stayed in, one of us cooked dinner-or ordered takeout. We watched Netflix or movies all night. But before all of that we usually took a bath or a shower together which always, always, lead to making love.

Making love was never boring with Angel. She always wanted to try something new and something new always felt good with Angel.

She smiled at me, her body covered with the bubbles from our warm bath and her wet hair was limp against her shoulders. She looked so sexy.

She leaned towards me and I smiled at her. I grabbed her hips bringing her closer to me and presses my lips against hers. She began grinding into me in the water.

Most. Amazing. Feeling. Ever.

Next to being in love and having someone love you that is.

She kissed my lips one last time with a soft peck before pulling away. Her lips seemed to linger on mine.

Her eyes filled with lust but that's not the only emotion I saw. Lust, love, and adoration.

She didn't only what my body. She wanted me. All of me. (I thought of John Legend right here...)

She smirked at me before sliding out of the bath and exposed her naked body. She walked out of the door with so much of a glance back.

I chased after her like the lovesick puppy I am. She was laying on the bed, a double sided toy in her hand.

After hours of making love, we ordered a pizza and turned on the show we were currently binging on Netflix.

I had watched a few episodes ahead even though Angel had told me not too. She handed me the can of pineapple soda and turned to the latest episode.

My eyes went wide, "That didn't just happen."

She smirked at me before pausing the show, "You watched ahead?"

I opened my mouth to deny it then just smiled back at her. She laughed, taking a bite of her cheese pizza. "You VCR cheated on me."

I laughed aloud. She smiled again before sitting her plate down on the table. She pressed play and looked at me.

She pulled me towards her. "I'm so disappointed in you babe. We had a promise."

"I'm sorry. It was just so good!" I said defended myself.

She shook her head and grabbed my arms. She suddenly pinned me to the couch and put her face inches above my face. I wanted to kiss her, to fuck her, and to feel herself against me. She knew how bad this position turned me on. Little fucker.

She then kissed my jaw. I squirmed under her. She started licking my neck and sucking on it until she reached my shit causing me to moan loudly. She smirked in success before pulling away.

She went back to watching the movie and eating her pizza. I smirked and pulled off my t-shirt and pajama pants. I saw her tense from the corner of my eye.

I stretched out before bending over by her. I heard her take a sharp intake of breath in and I stood up. She was watching me, I could feel her eyes.

"I'm tired. Goodnight." I yawned, walking away adding an extra sway to my hips.

I heard the show pause before I heard footsteps coming after me. I took off in a run towards the bedroom and felt myself being tackled from behind onto the bed.

"Got you." she whispered.

Eh, better than the last chapter. I may rewrite that in the future. Go check out Lucy's Life!