Vox gently laid Lex on the plush bed in the lavish penthouse suite, looking at her pale skin and the dark marks left by the wounds. He pulled off his jacket and tossed it over a nearby chair before slowly removing his shirt, revealing his muscular torso. “I’ll be right back,” he said, before disappearing into the en-suite bathroom. A moment later, he returned with a bowl of warm water and a washcloth. He sat down on the bed next to her and began to clean the blood off her skin gently. He smiled softly at her, wiping a strand of hair from her face. “There, much better.” He looked down at her for a moment, then stood up placing the bowl on the table. He removed his pants, placing them on top of his shirt and jacket from earlier. With a soft sigh, Vox crawled onto the bed, his muscular frame pressing against Lex’s smaller one as he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close. “Sleep,” he whispered, his hot breath caressing her ear as his hand began to trail gentle patterns over her stomach and hips.
Lex couldn’t help but feel a shiver run down her spine as Vox pulled her in closer. She could feel his hard muscles pressed against her, making her heart race. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, feeling his hand tracing patterns on her stomach and hips.
He listened to her steady breathing, checking to make sure she was asleep before he allowed himself to relax. Closing his eyes, letting himself drift off to sleep. Vox awoke to the feeling of soft lips on his chest, and he opened his eyes to see Lex straddling him, her eyes half-lidded with desire. She leaned down and kissed him deeply as she ground her hips against his growing erection.
Lex smiled at him, her eyes shining with mischief. “I couldn’t resist,” she said, her voice low and sultry as she shifted her hips so that her sex was rubbing against his shaft. She felt him grow harder, and she gasped in pleasure, throwing her head back. Lex’s movements became more urgent as she reached down and guided Vox’s cock to her entrance. She sank down on him slowly, her walls clenching around his thick length. They both moaned at the sensation, their bodies moving together in perfect sync as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment.
“Lex ....... we shouldn’t be...” Vox moaned softly, “Doing this.....”
Lex looked down at Vox and smiled. “I know,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I almost lost you....” He softly caressed her cheek, “You scared the fuck out of me love....”
Lex leaned into his touch, her eyes closing as she savored the feeling of his skin against hers. “I’m sorry,” Her mouth found his in a deep, passionate kiss her hips moving in time with his as their bodies became intertwined in a heated dance of desire and need. Her hands roamed over his chest, feeling the hard lines of his body beneath her fingertips. Lex’s breath came in short gasps as she felt Vox’s cock throb inside her, the pleasure building with each stroke. She broke the kiss and buried her face in the crook of his neck, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine as she whispered, “I love you, Vincent....”
Vox shuddered at the sound of his name on Lex’s lips. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as he thrust deep inside her, their bodies moving in a primal rhythm. “And I love you, Alexandra...” he groaned, his voice ragged with passion.
Lex’s walls tightened around Vox as she nipped at his ear, her voice a breathy whisper. “I’m close... don’t stop...” Her hips bucked against him, seeking more friction as she rode the edge of ecstasy.
Vox growled, low and guttural, as he felt Lex’s walls spasm around him. He gripped her hips, holding her still as he drove into her over and over again. “Fuck... I’m right there with you...” With a final, deep thrust, Vox buried himself to the hilt inside Lex. He let out a hoarse shout as he came, his hot seed flooding her core. Lex’s body trembled, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave as she milked him for every last drop.
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Lustful Damnation 2
FanfictionContinues on from where part 1 left off as Lex discovers that her life was always meant to be something far more substantial than she could have ever thought.