13.
Petal
“You know,” she said aloud, letting her mind wander freely, speak as it would and dictate the conversation naturally, without any self-imposed rigidity behind it.
Lex grunted softly before speaking. “I know a few things. Not what you were trying to say, but I mean, I took basic arithmetic in school.”
What a ridiculous statement. She giggled. “Did you now? So if I tell you that Johnny had three apples, and I ate two of them, you’d be able to tell me how many he had left?”
“Of course. Not that the questions were ever that simple. You forgot the fees paid to the lunch bully, his own personal stash of apples that he grew in the backyard, and of course him sharing with the pretty girl. All of which resulted in him losing all his apples.”
Petal snorted. It was true, those stupid questions always had ridiculous parts to them.
“And if you ask real nice like,” he continued softly, “I can even do the multiplication tables.”
“No,” she gasped. “You don’t say?”
“Scout’s promise.” He held up his free hand, middle finger bent over his index.
She frowned. “I…umm, I don’t think that’s the Scout’s promise,” she said at last, struggling to contain her laughter.
Lex stared at his hand for a moment. “Well, that would explain a lot.”
Now she laughed. His sense of humor was so oddball, yet somehow she was always smiling or laughing at it. Maybe it just went to show that she was a bit of a goof herself? Petal wasn’t sure, but she wasn’t about to complain over it either.
Finally she shook her head and inhaled, calming the giggles for the moment. “What I was going to say was thank you.” Her head tilted up so she could look him in the eyes.
“For what? I don’t have any apples.”
“Oh for…” She elbowed him, not bothering to hold back. “For saving my life, you jerk.”
“Ah. That.” Lex fell surprisingly quiet, as if he were made uncomfortable by her thanks. “Don’t mention it,” he said at last.
“Well, I just did.” Her voice had dropped to a hoarse whisper.
Lex’s hand stopped caressing her face. It had long ago removed all the hair, but she had been content to let him continue under the guise that he was just keeping her face clear. It felt nice, his long fingers dragging gently across her skin and hair. Every now and then a tingle shivered down her spine when he found a good spot.
“Anyone would have done the same thing.”
“Maybe,” she agreed. “But that goes the same for thanking you. Whether or not you went out of your way to do it, it was still a nice thing to do, and something that I’m appreciative about.”
Lex shrugged, remaining silent. After a moment she reached up and manually started moving his hand across her forehead again. He caught on immediately and started to stroke her once more as she lay on his chest. Petal, meanwhile, dragged the fingertip of her left hand up and down his chest, pressing just hard enough for him to feel it through his work uniform.
There was no response from Lex, either verbal or physical to her touch. Unsure of whether she’d made the right move or not, Petal looked up at him and gasped. His eyes were bright, the fire reflecting a wildness in them that she’d never seen before. The full weight of his gaze was fixated on them, and the fire gave them a yellow tinge unlike anything else. There was something feral about that moment, something wild and untamed.
“You don’t have to do this,” Lex said, his voice a silky growl that made one thing incredibly clear.
He wanted this. Wanted her. But he wasn’t willing to move forward if she didn’t want it. Not that he was unwilling, but Petal had to want it as badly as he did.
“I’m a thirty-seven-year-old grown woman,” she replied dryly. “We’re not fresh out of college and still filled with youthful hormones. I know full well what I’m doing, and what I want. So the only question that remains is what are you going to do about it?”
Just like that the ball was back in his court, tossed over the net and awaiting his response. Petal wasn’t sure what she’d expected to happen. Maybe he’d lean in and kiss her. Maybe he’d decide not to. But the wild abandon with which he attacked her was not on the list.
A triumphant growl filled the little cave, echoing off the walls as Lex rolled on top of her, pinning her to the ground. He kept his weight off of her, but there was no doubt that she was trapped and at his mercy. Excitement at that prospect shot through her system. Not fear, not hesitation or uncertainty. But a genuine thrill that surged out from between her legs.
She wanted to be his. To surrender herself completely and utterly to his will, no matter what it may be. Petal found she trusted him completely, knowing that he only had her best interests in mind. It was a powerful sensation, not something she’d ever encountered with past bedmates. She’d experimented a bit, and having a large male on top of her with her hands pinned to the ground was not a first.
But the desire to submit, to give complete and full control to Lex was new.
He leaned down and nuzzled her face to the side, opting to kiss her neck first. Petal gasped at the fire of his lips as they seared her skin. It felt like he was branding her with his kisses, claiming her as his own by marking his territory.
“Oh Lex,” she gasped and moaned, her back arching while she struggled playfully in his grasp. “I want you so badly.”
His only response was yet another animal-like growl filled with untamed passion. The fire made its way from her collarbone up the sensitive skin of her neck. Lex nipped at it several times, just hard enough to sting, not hard enough to leave marks. Then he proceeded to kiss and lick each one better. It was driving her wild, and he hadn’t even kissed her properly yet!
That all changed a moment later, as he followed her collarbone to her cheek, before pulling back just enough to look into her eyes.
“You are mine,” he proclaimed.
“I’m yours,” she agreed. “Take me.”
His lips covered hers, and Petal became lost in the moment, caught up entirely in everything Lex. His touch, his kiss, his sex, the way he tasted, the way he smelled like leather and freshly cut wood. The way he crossed her arms above her head and held them there with one hand gripping both wrists, holding them to the ground. His other hand slid up her shirt, encountering the softness of her skin where it had come untucked.
“You’re so warm,” she gasped, feeling almost lightheaded as wave after wave of heat pounded into her body.
Wordlessly, Lex’s free hand started to undo her buttons. First the vest, which was almost completely shredded anyway. Then he went to work one at a time on her button-up shirt. Each one that came free exposed her skin to his touch and to his gaze. She watched his eyes as they widened with arousal as her black bra was finally bared for him to see, along with much of the skin of her chest and stomach.
“Sit up,” he commanded.
Petal did as she was told once he let go of her hands, sitting up and allowing him to undress her. For someone so obviously aroused and strong, his touch was as light as a feather. He never squeezed too hard or used his strength to hurt her. It was all smooth and easy, like it was just sort of meant to happen. Petal had no other explanation. Everything just worked.
In seconds she was naked from the waist up. The day was still cool, even with the sun and the fire. All of a sudden she was glad for the warmth as a breeze made its way in from the entrance. Her breasts reacted most, the tips hardening immediately.
Lex grinned at that and took one into his mouth. The combination of hot and cold was amazing. She moaned and held his head to her breasts as he sucked and licked them, alternating between one and the other.
Her fingers meanwhile started undressing him, finding the seams of his uniform and undoing them until he was forced to stop his attentions and strip out of it, leaving him in just his boxers.
“How did I suddenly became more naked than you?” he complained happily.
Petal just winked. “You aren’t the only one who wants this. Now hurry up and lose the boxers. I want you inside of me.”
Lex did as she said. The fire was behind him, but enough light reflected around for her to see that he was already completely erect. She reached forward to run her palm along the underside of his shaft. The hiss of surprise turned swiftly to a groan as she cupped him gently at the base.
So focused on him was she that Petal didn’t feel the hand that slid between her legs at first. Not until it made its way across her underwear, feeling the dampness that had already begun to soak through them. If she’d thought she was turned on before, the sensation was suddenly amplified to the point it almost hurt.
Lex leaned in to kiss her and they stayed like that for a bit, exploring each other. His fingers slipped past the flimsy fabric barrier to find bare skin, even dipping inside of her briefly, a move which filled the cavern with a cry of delight.
Both of them were breathing heavily by this point, unable to hold back the attraction they felt. Petal marveled at the way he played her like an instrument with his fingers and his mouth. The older she’d gotten, the more pleasurable her experiences with men had become on average, as they figured out what they were doing, and focused as much on her as she did on them. She’d known that Lex was older, but his touch spoke of a lot of experience.
He knew just when, where, and for how long. It was as if he could read her like a book, simply following the lines as he went. Just when she was about to pull him closer, to take him inside of her, he adjusted what he was doing. His finger, once moving in slow circles between her legs, suddenly sped up. Petal gasped and his other arm tightened around her, holding tight. Her head lolled backward as she bit her lip and covered her eyes with the hand that wasn’t stroking his hard cock.
“Yes. Like that. Don’t stop. Please. Oh my God.” Her words were a broken string of sentences, barely made coherent as he touched her just right.
Petal’s core tightened down as she grew near, her body curling inward in response to the tensed muscles. Pressure built and surged between her legs, until it filled her entire body, straining against every fiber to be set free.
Eyes wide she looked at him, knowing that her ecstasy had to be written all over her face.
“Now.”
The single word echoed like a gunshot as he commanded her to orgasm. The sheer silk over steel of his voice reached inside Petal and like the detonator of an explosive, set off the reaction in her body that she’d been building toward.
A loud cry tore from her throat at the same instant beautiful agony shot through her body in a wondrous eruption of bliss and pleasure. All of the stress of the events of the past two days was slapped down and buried in the torrent of wondrous sensations that rocked her body. She bucked and writhed within his embrace, unable to control her body as he continued right through the peak of her climax. Only when she began to slow did he lighten his touch and resume the gentle circles that he’d been tracing before.
But even that was too much, and she was forced to gently push his hand away, letting him know she needed a moment or ten to collect herself. Lying back onto the hard, uneven ground, she closed her eyes and waited for her chest to stop heaving as she gulped down lungfuls of cool, refreshing air.
“Lex,” she said. “That was—”
Whatever else she was going to say was cut off as he shuffled toward her until the tip of his cock pressed against her opening. He moved himself around, using her wetness to coat himself. Petal looked up wide-eyed as he pushed himself inside of her.
“Oh fuck. Fuck. Oh. Oh fuck. Holy shit. Lex.”
“Are you okay?”
She nodded jerkily. The tip of him had slipped inside with ease, catching her off guard. “More.” It was the only word she could speak, still coming down from the high of her orgasm. Petal was now forced to deal with his cock, which brought forth all sorts of new sensations.
She’d never been able to truly express in words how intense, intimate, and downright incredible it felt to have a hard cock inside of her. But if she’d found the right saying before, it was like nothing to having Lex enter her. Think a candle compared to a flamethrower. He was big, yes, but not so much that it truly hurt. Petal adjusted easily to that.
It was the sheer overwhelming desire for more that caught her off guard. Petal thought like she’d been made for this. Not sex, but for sex with Lex. Like she’d never truly experienced perfection until he was inside of her.
Unable to focus her brain enough to speak to him, to tell him how she was feeling, Petal went another route. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she stared up at him, all barriers falling by the wayside as she allowed him to see into her soul. Everything was reflected in her eyes just then, and the way he drank it up told her he understood.
It should have been uncomfortable and painful. They were having sex with nothing but a flimsy little half-plastic half-tinfoil-like sheet between them and an uneven rock floor. But neither of them ever noticed. Time seemed to accelerate. Petal had no clue how long they rocked back and forth against each other, their noises spinning around one another like strands of DNA, filling the cave with the echoes of their mating.
Finally Lex couldn’t take it any longer. She watched his face as the features tightened. Inside her she felt him swell. A questioning look reminded her they hadn’t addressed this part. She frowned, then smiled and pushed him off of her.
Lex rolled onto his back and she sat up, taking his shaft in her hand and bringing him into her mouth just as he started to shake. She continued to make noises, letting him know she wanted it, even as one hand stroked his shaft and the other played with his sac, feeling it tighten.
Her tongue flicked out, rubbing against the underside of his head.
He groaned loudly and exploded into her mouth. Petal worked him up and down, not stopping at all until he was finished, just like he’d done for her. When he was good and done, which she judged by the way he lay back panting, she finished up, giving him one last mischievous lick and then sat up, reaching for the bottle of melted ice water that was lying around somewhere.
Lex sat up. “Hey.”
“Hi,” she said affectionately, but didn’t look back at him.
“Come here.”
The next thing she knew, she was kissing him. Tongue and all. Feeling bad, she tried to pull away, but he held her close.
“It’s fine,” he murmured softly. “I don’t care.”
She smiled and gave him a kiss. “I know. But I do. Now, make with the water.”
He laughed, kissed her once more, and then reached over, finding it easily in the gloom and handed it to her. “If you insist.”
She took several swallows, swishing a mouthful around, and then put the cap back on it. It could be hours yet before help came, and the snow outside was mostly gone. It would need to last them.
“Now you may kiss me,” she pronounced with a smile, holding her arms wide.
Lex did just that.