The Way Things Were

30

Lex smiled as snuggled into to Voxs sleeping form, “Baby?” She whispered as she softly kissed his shoulder.

Vox stirred slightly, a murmur escaping him as he felt Lex’s lips on his shoulder. His eyes fluttered open, blinking sleepily. “Mmm?” He replied, his voice thick with drowsiness as he turned to face her, draping an arm over her waist.

Lex nuzzled into his chest, inhaling his scent. “I’ve got to be at the studio soon.” She sighed softly, her fingers tracing patterns on his bare skin.

He let out a quiet groan, tightening his hold on her. “And I’ve got a meeting in an hour.” He slid his hand up her back, fingers tangling in her hair. “Early mornings suck.” Despite his complaining, his touch was tender.

Lex propped herself up on one elbow, glancing down at Vox’s face. A smirk tugged at her lips. “Poor baby, does the big bad executive not function well before 9 AM?” She teased lightly.

“Very funny...” He cracked an eye open, a small smirk forming on his lips. “We got home three hours ago..... I don’t even know how the hell you’re awake already.... And for the record,” he added, pulling her back down beside him with a playful growl. “I function perfectly fine this early, thank you very much.” His hand slid to her waist, tickling her slightly. “Especially when there’s a certain someone in my bed.”

Lex giggled, squirming away from his tickling hand. “Alright, alright, I get it.” She rolled onto her other side and settled back into him. “You’re a functioning executive, even at the ungodly hour of 7 AM.”

He wrapped his arms around her, his hands resting on her stomach possessively. “Damn right,” he murmured, his fingers splaying out slightly. He looked down at her, “You know what else functions perfectly fine at 7 AM?”

Lex raised an eyebrow, a playful glint in her eye. “What’s that?” she asked innocently, even though she had a pretty good idea where he was going with this.

“My cock,” he whispered with a smirk, pressing against her to make his point clear. “And let me tell you...” His hand drifted up to cup her face, tilting it towards him. “It knows exactly what it wants.”

Lex’s cheeks flushed, a soft sigh escaping her lips. “Vox,” she whispered, She loved when he talked dirty to her in the mornings. It always woke her up in the best way possible.

“Mmm?” He prompted, his thumb rubbing gentle circles on her cheek as she rolled to face him again. He loved seeing the blush on her face, knowing he had the power to make her feel this way. “We’ve got about 30 minutes before we both need to get up,” he whispered, his eyes locked on hers.

“What do you propose we do with those 30 minutes?” Lex asked, her voice laced with a mixture of fake innocence and true desire. She knew exactly what he wanted to do, but hearing him say it always made her heart race. Her hand slid down his chest, resting on his abs.

“Well...” He ran his fingers through her hair, trailing down to her neck. “For starters,” he whispered,  “I could slide inside you slowly....”

“Mhm,” Lex hummed, spreading her legs slightly. “And then?” She asked, her voice getting lower and more seductive. She loved morning sex. It was quick, dirty, and always left her feeling satisfied.

“Then...” His hand moved to her thigh, “I could fuck you steady and slow... just like you like it in the morning.” His voice was rough with desire, his erection pressing against her.

Lex bit her lip, a soft moan escaping her at his words. “You talk too much,” she murmured. “Just fuck me already.” She challenged, pulling him closer.