House of Pleasures

Chapter 4

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"He is just a regular guy," Lexy said to herself.

After few more weeks she was drooling over the "head". He was tall, too attractive in her oppinion, with nice abs and stomach muscles.

His dark hair so messy, when he came out of the shower.

She tried not to clean her chin, but she just couldn't help herself, but to do it.

-What was that about?- he asked, when entering his room.

-Nothing, i was just thinking, sorry.

-I am not complaining. Wanna take a shower?

-Yeah, thanks.

Lexy stood up from the bed, where she had spent the best nights of her life, took "heads" robe, and went into bathroom.

Water was nice and hot, it helped her to overcome her fear. She hadn't let him do anything, not yet, cause she still did not feel ready.

But, then again, if she wanted to leave, she had to do it. Lexy stepped out of the shower, putting a towel around her.

Drying her hair a bit with another one, she looked in a mirror.

-What the fuck am i doing...?- she asked to herself. Lexy took lubrication bottle from the shelf and left both towels in bathroom.

She entered the room. The "head" was sitting on the end of the bed, completely naked, like he was waiting for her.

As she came closer, his eyes were on her. She breathed heavily stopping in front of him.

-Any particular wishes?

-Yeah.

She took his metal arm and poured lube in it.

-What do you want me to do?

He sensed she was scared and so not ready for this, but he waited for her to say something more.

-Do it. While i haven't changed my mind.

She put her hands on his shoulders as she stood still, closing her eyes. Coldness made her shiver again.

"Oh, god! What am i doing?!" she thought. The metal arm travelled in between her legs, spreading them apart a bit, touching her hot body.

He waited for a moment till she was ready for what's about to come. He slid one of his metal fingers in her, as she gasped for air.

He moved it in and out, soon adding another finger.

-I know this scares you, but remember, it is me. The same me with my other hand. Trust me.

Lexy stil had her eyes closed.

-Open your eyes.

-No,- she whispered.

-Do it.

She opened them to see him working in on her with the cold metal and she tried to calm herself, as the fear turned into interest of what is really happening.

How can she be feeling like this?

-How are you?

-Ok, so far,- she said quietly.

-You like it?

-Uhm,- she moaned, getting a better grip on his shoulders. He threw her on the bed and switched his hand with his erection, pushing into her, keeping up the tempo, and kissing her so passionately, like this was the last day, he would do that.

-I am going to...- Lexy managed to say just before she hit her orgasm, wanting to get more of it, pushing her hips to his, to become fully satisfied.

Moment later their bodies were like strangled together, while somebody knocked.

-Are you serious?- it seemed that he was furious. As he jumped out of bed, he took his robe, putting it on and opening the door,- what now?

-Chef is here.

-Urgent?

-As usual.

He turned and blew a kiss at her, before closing the door. Lexy tossed in the bed, streching her legs, when a sudden noise happen.

She turned around and hot flames surrounded her, and then it was there.

An explosion.