Across the Hall (G.N.D. Sequel)

19

Evan's POV:

Lexi and I run to my bedroom like excited teenagers, but she quickly reminds me that she isn't a teenager anymore.

I'm shoved onto the bed and pinned down quickly. Lexi kisses me aggressively, and her hips pressing between my legs.

"Mm-" I mutter softly as she kisses me. She pulls back and her teeth hold onto my lip as she does. "Someone got more controlling." I grin.

She fights her smirk, "do you want me to stop?"

I grin slowly, "I like it." I assure her. It's nice to have someone actually ask what you like in bed rather than just giving you something and hoping it'll do.

I push every voice telling me how awful of an idea this is to the back of my mind, and my focus goes to the girl between my legs.

Both my thighs hug her waist and she kisses my jaw and neck repeatedly, making it hard for me to form words. She finally releases one of my hands and it instinctively goes to her neck, holding her against me while delicate whimpers slip through my lips.

Lexi's kisses move further down my neck, eventually running into my collar bone and shirt not long after. She pulls my back off the bed, undressing my top half with total confidence.

I lay back down, naked and vulnerable, happy to be both. She scans over my body and shakes her head, "Jesus Christ."

I smirk and reach up, grabbing her face, "shut up. Take yours off."

"Yes ma'am." She smirks.

My eyes narrow and I sit up (as much as I'm permitted) and my right hand grips Lexi's throat tightly. "Call me ma'am again and it'll be the last time you ever top me." I spit through gritted teeth.

She bites her lip and pulls my hand away, putting me back in my place on my back. "Yes.... ma'am."

Before I can even try to react to her taunt, her hand slips into my skirt, making my back involuntarily leave the bed to instantly form a sharp arch. "Fuck."

Another shift of her fingers and I'm exhaling slowly, waiting for her next move. "I said take your shirt off." I groan, my breathing uneasy.

She does as I ask, pulling it over her head and tossing it beside us. My eye is caught by some line work the size of my hand on her side.

"When the hell did you do this?" I ask her, my fingers tracing the spot.

She rolls her eyes, "that's really what you want to discuss right now?"

I bite my lip and look up at her, "touché."

She winks and shifts her position, this time removing my skirt and underwear entirely.

My breathing gets more and more unsteady the closer her lips get to my body, and I have no control over it.

She takes her hands along my thighs, glancing up at me as she kisses down from my sternum. The eye-contact drives me insane.

Finally, her lips and tongue slither between my thighs, making me gasp for air and fight to stay put on the bed.

As she enjoys herself between my legs, my hand finds a fistful of her hair and holds her where I want her, for as long as I want her there.

My breathing eventually slows, along with her lips and tongue. Lexi looks up at me and grins like a fool. The corners of my mouth turn up slowly and she rises to my mouth, kissing me slowly.

The taste of myself on her lips satisfies me on some level. "Five fucking years. I've deprived myself of that... for five fucking years?"

She giggles and kisses my jaw softly before laying her head on my shoulder, "I will happily make up for all five of those years... with interest."