Cap 02

 “What are you looking at Lenneth?” Lezard asked her, voice a deep, confidant murmur. Lenneth had no answer, feeling the blush rise in her cheeks, as she turned her face to the side. Laughter followed, Lezard lowering himself so that his body touched hers, his face going to rest against the side of her neck. His lips caressed her flesh, soft kisses being peppered onto her skin.

He wasn’t content with her silence for long, a thrust of his hips had her crying out, Lenneth grabbing onto the bed sheets. She dug her nails into the mattress, hearing the fabric tear. It wasn’t enough, she wanted to grab onto Lezard, squeeze him tight as she wrapped her arms around his slender frame. She settled for gripping him with another part of her body, hearing him let out a hiss as she clenched tightly around his thrusting length.

“So tight…” Lezard groaned into her neck, tongue flickering out to taste her. “I never grow tired of the feeling of having you wrapped around me.” He reached back with his hands, touching her legs, urging them up around his waist. Lenneth made a show of reluctance, complying with his commands only when his fingers gripped her hard enough to bruise.

Legs crossed over his back, the heels of her feet resting on his rear. A sudden impulse, Lenneth wanting nothing more than to push on his ass, demand he go deeper into her. But she held back, still playing the part of the reluctant lover. It was an act she had mastered, even as cracks appeared in her facade, her true feelings for him wanting to come out onto the surface.

Tiny moans escaped her, sneaking past her tightly clenched lips to vocalize her enjoyment of what Lezard was doing to her body. She could hear him chuckling at that, breath dancing across her skin as he laughed. Buried against her shoulder, his hair tickled her skin, even as Lezard dipped his head down lower to playfully bite at her nipple.

A gasp then, Lenneth turning her face back towards his, seeing him watching her carefully. His grin widened, his right hand reaching to touch her face, hold it captive by the chin. “What an erotic expression you wear on your face…” Lezard said, fingers tightening just so to keep her from jerking free. “Oh Lenneth…if only you could see yourself now…”

She didn’t need to, she could hazard a guess towards the look she was wearing. Lenneth knew her cheeks were in the midst of a full blush, her blue eyes clouded with desire. A desire she could not hide, even as she made the attempt by closing her eyes.

He touched her then, fingers tracing her open mouth, feeling out the fullness of her pouting lips. When he dipped a finger into her mouth, her eyes flew open startled. They stared at each other, Lenneth letting her mouth close, fastening around the finger. She sucked on the tip of it, tasting her essence from his earlier exploration of her body. Underneath it was the salty sweetness of his own skin, a flavorful mix.

Lezard groaned again, eyes intent on her face, watching as she feasted on his finger. His movements became more erratic, and with a cry, she released his finger, a word escaping her lips. “More.”

Lezard went as still as possible for one whose hips continued to make thrusting motions. “More?” He asked, an amused look in his eyes. A laugh then, Lezard’s hand dropping to rest on the side of her waist. “Why Lenneth….could it be that you like what I’m doing?”

She knew her blush was a furious red color at his words, and she started to shake her head no. But he thrust in deeper to her, the base of his body touching her entrance and she screamed out in pleasure. Body arching against the mattress, fingernails scratching at the sheets, Lenneth cried out as her body betrayed her with a resounding yes to his question.