Total pages in book: 161
Estimated words: 149338 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149338 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
I leaned forward against her ear, grinning. “I’m helping you stretch.” Getting down on my knees in front of her.
Her eyes dilated. The feeling of disappointment replaced with nothing but lust. She placed her arms out to the side, resting up against the barre, supporting her weight. I grabbed her ankle, lifting it up in the air, rubbing along her leg as it was fully stretched, before setting it on the lowest barre. Running my other hand up her side, easing her over toward the extended leg. She understood what I was doing, reaching for her ankle, stretching. Standing back up, bringing her arms above her head, I caressed along her leg again, casually turning her torso so her leg was still placed on the barre behind her. Making sure I rubbed along her pussy as I pressed against her back. Leaning her forward, stretching down to her standing ankle.
Her breathing hitched as I touched her all over her lower body. Her ass, her legs, but especially her pussy. She came back upright, holding the barre for support again, her leg still behind her. My lips softly kissing the inside of her thigh to where she wanted my mouth the most. Sliding over her leotard, I licked from her opening to her clit. Sucking her nub into my mouth, one hand holding her in place, the other pushing into her warm, wet fucking heat.
“Oh God,” she panted, lust-filled eyes staring down at me while I stared up at her.
I was finger-fucking her pussy while she was riding my goddamn face. She sucked in her lower lip, her head wanted to fall back, but I wouldn’t allow it. I pulled the front of her leotard, holding her firmly in place so I could watch her face come apart. She climaxed within minutes, shaking, trembling, and screaming out my name. It never took her very long to come when I was on my knees in front of her.
Lexi loved to watch.
I stood, bringing her leg down, devouring her mouth. Loving how her body responded from every single touch of my hands. Melting into me, rising up on the tips of her toes, moaning when she tasted her salty, sweetness off my lips and tongue. I pulled away first, and she whimpered at the loss, thinking this was the end of our intimate time together.
Unaware that it was only the beginning. I was far from fucking done.
I grasped her wrists, placing them high above her head. Stepping back, I made her twirl in circles for me like the ballerina in a jewelry music box. Wanting to hear her laugh. See her smile. Ease her worry that she wasn’t as great of a dancer as she used to be. Tugging her back toward me, our chests collided. My hands went to her cheeks, pulling her in for another kiss. Stripping off her leotard, only leaving her in her leg warmers and her ballet flats.
“The windows are tinted. The door is locked. My men are guarding the building. It’s just me and you, baby,” I breathed against her mouth, answering the questions in her mind.
Wanting her to stay right there at the moment with me.
I twirled her one last time to face the barre, pressing the front of her body against it, locking eyes with her reflection again. Her eyebrows lowered, confused by what was going to happen next. With a primal regard, I glared at her naked, flawless body in the mirror. Seeing how tiny she looked in comparison to me. Leaning forward, I brushed my nose up the side of her neck, never breaking the contact of our stares.
I whispered close to her ear, “When we get home, Lexi. I will take my time with you in my bed. Feeling your naked skin against mine. I will kiss, touch, and lick every last part of your sinful fucking body. Making you come until you can’t anymore. But right now,” I paused. “I’m going to take you on this barre. Fuck you in this studio. Combining the two things you love, ballet and me.”
Her eyes widened when she heard my zipper, pulling out my hard cock. Jerking it in the palm of my hand. Rubbing it up and down her ass cheeks.
“Yes,” she purred, pushing her ass out onto my cock. Putting to rest any hesitation I may have had.
I didn’t need a condom. I knew she was on the pill, even if she wasn’t, I would have fucked her without one regardless. I wanted to feel her in every way possible. Placing her leg back on the lowest barre. I eased into her opening from behind, stretching her slowly, gently, letting her adjust to my size. Rubbing her breasts, stimulating her clit at the same time. Playing her body like it was made just for me.