Leather & Lacey

Ch. 6: A Box Of Twenty-Four

(Lacey’s POV)

I can’t begin to tell you how nervous I was. Especially when he came up behind me and curled his arms around my waist, gently tugging me back against his strong chest as he rested his chin on my shoulder while we took in that gorgeous view of the city below. I've lived in New York City all my life, and I've never seen it like this before. It was breathtaking.

I don’t know what it was about him, but I felt safe around him. So, I closed my eyes and leaned back against him to enjoy this feeling. It’s been a really long time since anyone other than Emmitt and Rosemarie has made me feel safe and cared for.

Don’t get me wrong. I know he doesn’t actually care about me. I mean, he doesn’t even know me. But it still felt good.

It was even better when he began to place feather-soft kisses along my neck. I let out a soft moan as I tilted my head, exposing my neck to him more as he quietly said, “You’re so d*mn beautiful.” But not once did he stop his a*sault on my neck.

Normally, I would’ve argued that point with anyone who said it. But tonight? All I could think about were those soft lips moving across my skin which I could feel was flushed and warm with desire.

My arms were lying over his as his lips moved to my shoulder and his hands began to move along my belly. Every touch chipped away at my rational mind, and I was slowly losing myself to the wonderful sensations now filling my body.

I could actually feel myself growing wet for him and started pressing my legs together as if that was gonna help. It didn’t, of course. And I started to fidget a little as a fiery need began to grow in my belly.

He gently turned me around so I was facing him, and as he cupped my face with both hands he asked, “Are you sure about this?” I thought it was sweet that he was asking, and I smiled as I nodded, then quietly said, “I’m sure.”

That was all the confirmation he needed.

The next thing I knew, I was pressed against the huge windowed door and he was kissing me deeply, his tongue swooping in to dance hungrily with mine as he gently lifted me from the floor.

My legs wrapped themselves around his waist out of pure instinct as he brought one strong hand down to firmly grasp the back of my thigh to hold me up. He then turned us away from the sliding door and headed for the bedroom. Never once did he even attempt to break the kiss and I moaned in pleasure as his other hand sank into my hair, gently tugging my head back so he could ravish my neck once again.

I swear I’ve never felt anything like this before in my life. I didn’t want it to ever end, either. And we hadn’t even gotten to first base yet!

I don’t know why, maybe it was my nerves, but I suddenly had Paradise by The Dashboard Light by Meatloaf running through my head for a hot minute. But that didn’t last long before his strong hand came up to cup my br*ast, and I found myself arching my back into his caress so my b**b filled his large hand completely.

The sensation of him squeezing my soft pillow made more moisture build between my legs and I began to gently squirm in his arms just as he laid me back on his bed, which was huge as f*ck.

He pulled back a little and made quick work out of removing his shirt and tie. I started to pull my shirt off too, but he stopped me. “Don’t. I wanna do it.” He said in a s*xy voice as he took my wrists and moved my hands above my head. “Just relax, Lacey. Let me show you what true pleasure is.”

D*mn. I swallowed hard, trying to push back my nerves as I nodded slowly. The sound of my name rolling off his lips made my insides turn to mush. He chuckled a little at the way I looked at him. So I smiled, and he kissed me again. As he was kissing me, he knelt on the bed next to me, one of his knees sliding in between my thighs, gently parting them as his hands moved down my body, stopping along the way to pay more attention to my br*asts and drawing a loud gasp of pleasure from my lips.

Finally, he slid my top slowly over my head, leaving me in my black lace bra which he made very short work out of removing so he could lean down and run his tongue over my hard n*pples. When he started to suck and gently bite, I nearly came. The little tingles of pleasure that raced through my body pooled in my belly and fed the fire now burning there.

My hands started to come down to run along his back, but he caught my wrists again, then held them with one hand, keeping them in place over my head as he lavished my br*asts with attention until I was a squirming mess. I was going out of my mind as his free hand slid down and began pushing my skirt down my legs, taking my thong with it.

He finally released my wrists so he could finish the job of removing my skirt, as his mouth left my br*asts and began the slow descent along my belly. So by the time he got my skirt off, his tongue was making its first pass along my soaking wet sl*t.

I turned beet red when he looked up at me and growled, “Delicious. I’m gonna make you c*m harder than you’ve ever c*m before.” I started to tell him that wasn’t exactly a tall order, but he leaned down and parted my lower lips with his fingers, then ran his tongue over my soft nub, making me cry out from the pleasure.

After only a couple passes with his tongue, I felt him push a finger inside me and moaned loudly as he said, “God you're tight.” I wanted to tell him but as I felt him wiggle another finger inside me, the tight coil of heat that had been building in my belly suddenly released, and I cried out from the profound pleasure that came along with it. “F*ck!” He moaned as he s*cked me dry.

I could feel his fingers pumping inside me the entire time but was unable to think about anything other than the white-hot pleasure coursing through my body at that moment. And he didn’t let up, either. He continued to f*ck me with his tongue and fingers, adding in a third and curling them a little.

Now, I know what a g-spot is. But all the things I’ve ever heard about them? Nothing, and I mean nothing, prepared me for the profound bliss that filled me when he found mine. I came so hard that I think I may have fractured something. I only hope the tearing sound I heard was the sheets and not something inside me.

(Lucas’ POV)

Dear god above, she’s so much more than I could’ve dreamed.

Never before have I had a woman react to my touch this way. I mean, s*x was good before. But this? This was already beyond anything I had hoped for. And we were only just getting started.

After her second org*sm, I began working my way up her body. As I moved slowly along her belly, I watched her. She was slowly coming down from her high and let me tell you… Between the light sheen of sweat now beading on her brow, the way she was panting for breath, and those s*xy as f*ck sounds she was making? I don’t think my d*ck could get any harder than it is.

I’ve never been so hard that my d*mn d*ck hurt until now. But she needed a second to recover, and I wanted this to last more than just one ‘n done. So I let her calm down a little and while she did, I quickly removed my pants. “You alright, sweetheart?” I asked once I was back to kissing along her neck.

She nodded as her hands slid around my shoulders and her fingers started tickling the nape of my neck. The sensation sent a tingle of pleasure down my spine and I moaned softly near her ear. When I did, she moaned right back and I smirked. I loved how she responded to my touch and the sounds I made. She was driving me crazy without even knowing it.

“Are you ready for me to f*ck you now?” I growled playfully, and she nodded as she turned sultry eyes to me, her lids heavy with desire and need as she gazed up at me. I reached over to my night table and grabbed a c*ndom and as I rolled it on I couldn’t help but think about how much I hated these things.

But I wasn’t one for taking chances, either. So I quietly persevered and wore my rubber armor.

After I was all armored up, I went back to her, holding myself up to hover over her body as she ran her hands along my arms. I positioned myself over her s*xy little body then began to ease inside her, watching her face as I did. Her eyes closed, and she moaned softly as she brought her legs around my hips and I smirked.

I could see her pleasure dancing plainly across her face, and it caused a burst of need in me. I wanted to bury myself to the hilt in one fell swoop but when I hit a barrier my eyes went wide. “Sh*t! You’re a virgin?” I blurted out in shock and her eyes flew open to meet mine.

She turned bright red, and I started to pull out, but she stopped me, “Please don’t stop. I want this.” There was no deception in her gaze as she looked up at me and I stopped. I didn’t know what to do. I wanted her so badly it hurt, but I’ve never taken a girl's virginity before. This was a big deal. “Please”. She said again, her voice quiet and pleading.

“You know it’s gonna hurt, right?” I asked softly. I hated the idea of hurting her. She nodded as she held my gaze. “I know.” Was all she said, and I nodded as I lowered myself more fully on top of her, then kissed her with slow passion. “You’re sure?” I asked one last time, and she nodded as she clung to me, “I want you.”

I moaned as I gently pushed back inside her and when I reached her barrier again I hesitated for only a brief second before thrusting in fully. She whimpered softly in pain and I could hear her draw in a breath and hold it. So once I was buried deep, I gave her a minute to adjust and get past the pain.

I noticed she bit her lip to keep from crying out, so I drew the now red and swollen petal between my lips and sucked away the pain until she began to gently move under me again. When she did, I slowly pulled out all the way to the tip of my rock-hard c*ck, then gently and slowly pushed back inside.

It didn’t take long for us to get into a sweet rhythm and I had her writhing in pleasure again in no time. When she came she squeezed me so tightly I thought my d*ck was gonna implode. I don’t know how I did it, but I somehow managed to hold on and ride out her org*sm. But watching her face as she lost herself in the throes of passion. It was a sight I could watch over and over. And I had every intention of doing so, too.

She was coming down from that org*sm when I began to f*ck her harder and the sounds she started making drove me wild. My beautiful little mystery girl didn’t take very long to spill once again, only this time I was right there with her.

I slumped down against her, careful not to put too much of my weight on her as I panted hard for every breath I took. She wasn’t any better. I swear I heard her whimpering again at one point. Only this time it was with pleasure. And when I looked at her, she had a gloriously breathtaking smile on her face.

After a few minutes, I pulled out and rolled away from her, getting a tissue to remove the c*ndom with before tossing it. Then I turned right back around, and leaned down to kiss her again. She giggled as she asked, “What were you just doing?” I smiled as I gently moved a damp lock of hair from her cheek and said, “Taking off my c*ndom.”

I was kinda surprised by her reaction to that. She blinked at me as she said, “Oh my god! I’m so glad you thought of that! I was so caught up in everything it never even crossed my mind!” I chuckled at her comments as I said, “I take it you're not on the pill?” She shook her head as she said, “Never really had a need for it before.”

She shrugged a little and I smiled before leaning in to kiss her again. When I pulled back I said, “Well, I’ve got a whole box, and I’d like nothing better than to use every last one with you.” She laughed as she said, “How many come in a box?” I smirked as I said, “Sweetheart, I always buy the big boxes of twenty-four. And it’s a brand-new box.” She giggled at my answer and the sound of her laughter started to make me hard all over again.

I rolled over to hover over her again as I said, “You ready for round two?” She laughed again as she said, “I don’t think we’d survive twenty-four go’s, Leather.” “Well, I’m willing to give it a d*mn good try if you are,” I said with a big cheesy grin. She laughed again and before long we were kissing.

Round two was just as good, if not better, than round one. I knew this was going to be a night I’d never forget before I even got her in that elevator. But this? This is going to haunt my dreams for the rest of my life. I just know it!

Tomorrow? I’m getting her god d*mn name if I have to get on my knees and beg.