Intimate

There was something about Lexy that was hurting him, he did not know how to describe it. He only knew it was a spark, something different, something that completely clouded him and that did not allow him to think coherently.That feeling had him there, pleading with his eyes and inventing ideas to win her over."Since when do we want to conquer a woman?" His conscience said. But Joseph ignored him to continue staring at Lexy.He moved closer to her and although his legs did not stop shaking, he insisted, because he wanted to touch her.He longed to go through her delicate skin again and melt into her until he forgot all his problems.Lexy wanted the contact, eagerly longed for it.She felt her body tremble even before the man touched her. She jerked into position when Joseph forgot about the caresses and melted into her mouth to steal a passionate kiss from him.Although the touch of her feminine skin accelerates his heart with dementia, it was his kisses, wet and innocent, that turne

The call

They stayed in the same game for long minutes, kissing, touching, recognizing each other in the darkness of the night and little by little one thing led to another.Joseph walked away to look for a condom. Lexy became more restless than normal.The girl sat across from him and looked at him closely. Joseph stood still, condom in his hands.She looked at his masculine face and then returned to his erect member.When she plucked up her courage, she touched him with her fingertips and removed the mad desire to feel it.He felt hard, but soft to the touch and warm. She wrapped her fingers around his member with a useless tremor that embarrassed her, and the man responded with a grunt that showed him excited and satisfied.She touched it safely and then massaged his glans. She felt his wetness and spread it with slow caresses.Joseph stroked her chin and short hair, playing with the hair that fell down her cheeks, while he allowed himself to be caressed by Lexy's delicate hands.They strok

Different

His hands held her exposed hip and his thrusts then deepened and more violent.The girl moaned without pause and had no control over her body when she felt overcome by what she felt. She was forced to cover her face with her hands, embarrassed by that crazy way she expressed herself, so excited and so hot that she didn't know herself.The man's thick, hot hands left her hip to touch his hands.Joseph moved his hands from her face. He wanted to see her face. It pleased him to see her red cheeks. He didn't notice, but she caught his fingers and that contact completely stirred him.He gasped to manifest himself and choked on a sigh when he felt her hand squeeze his.It melted into his gaze, and he controlled himself not to cum in such an amazing moment, just as the young woman surrendered to his thrusts and reached the orgasm under him body with such grace that a wicked smile escaped Joseph's lips.“If we had known how beautiful she looked reaching orgasm, we would already be at her feet

Lovely

She was eager to kiss his naked torso, to run her hands over his shoulders and face, but as soon as Joseph felt her, he pulled her away with a rough movement; he left her scared and surprised. She stayed on the other side of the bed, looking at him with big eyes.From her position, she watched him fearfully and released her breath as she understood what had happened."Sorry," Joseph replied to him violent movement and got up from the bed to look at her better.While he expected a smile from Lexy, his reaction left him speechless. The young woman fell back on the bed, hiding behind her hands and legs, cowed by such an inappropriate attitude."Sorry, Lexy," Joseph insisted and shyly walked over to where the young woman had found a refuge.She hid herself from the little sweetness that the man possessed.The sexual tension they felt changed and Joseph felt guilty about what had happened.He approached and sat next to her, taking the same position as the young woman to try to converse wit

Sweetie

Lexy walked behind Joseph, still finding it difficult to get acquainted with the spaces of his home and although it was not a luxurious mansion, the man's house was two or three times larger than his humble abode."My sister and her friends get together every Friday to gossip," Joseph explained as they approached the kitchen and endless screams, and female voices were heard around them. "It doesn't bother you, does it?" he asked."To me?!" Lexy questioned and touched her chest in surprise.No one had ever asked her opinion, not even for something that didn't concern her."Of course it doesn't bother us! We are the guest on duty for this Friday, surely Emma and her friends are used to seeing parades of women in the kitchen of this house”. His conscience said and Lexy shook her head, still looking at Joseph.Her eyes sparkled when she met his dark gaze, and although this was unusual for her, since she was afraid to look at his face, she melted into position like ice cream in the middle

Miserable

He stood before her and forced her closer to his body, using a brute, but delicious movement, and Lexy looked him in the face with courage, finally a little more daring."Lexy, I call you that because I like it and because I like you". He revealed sincerely and glared at her. "I know your name; I know where you live, and I think I begin to know who you are." He said and stroked her hair with his free hand and kissed her cheek gently, a kiss to which Lexy responded with a cute giggle.He wanted to kiss her and melt into her mouth with enthusiasm, but the kitchen door opened, and his sister entered next to a second girl who was surprised with what she saw.Lexy felt uncomfortable and tried to free herself from Joseph's arms, but he did not let her escape and held her while her siste

Admiration

"I imagine so," he replied and set the empty plate on the table. He approached her with the chair and picked up a napkin to wipe the curve of her lips. "I can also imagine that you are going to marry Esteban to please your mother." he added."Something like that," said the girl, laughing, half the sandwich in her hand.He wanted to tell her that she could not marry to please someone else, he wanted to tell her that she was a free woman, intelligent and too wonderful to fall into the dirty and perverse game of her mother, but he could not do it, because he knew well that none of that was true.The young woman was intelligent, but she was not free, she was a prisoner of Esteban's fists and the harmful language of her mother.

Alive