38 For Now

He laid me down on the bed with a hand behind my head.

"I'm not made out of glass," I scoffed as his lips left mine and began to trail down my body, tasting every inch of me.

"I know, Lilith," he whispered against my skin, taking a playful bite between my legs that made me moan. "Just because you aren't fragile doesn't mean I don't have to take care of you."

I was about to respond when my thong was brutally ripped off of me and the cold air sent shivers up my spine.

"Now this is a sight I'd love to get on my knees and worship," Alexander purred right before I felt his tongue tasting me, savoring me, sending pleasurable shivers through me.

"Alexi," I called out his name, calling him that for the first time in years. 

"That's it, babe," he said as he lifted his head from between my legs and dipped two fingers in me. "I want to hear my name on your lips and my name alone."