Page 109 of Dark Room Junkie

“What?” he laughed, surprised. “Seriously?”

“Yes,” I said, stepping even closer. My gaze fell on his sweatpants. He was only wearing a white shirt and was barefoot in front of me. I slid a finger into the waistband of his pants and pulled him closer to me. “And these pants ... sexy.”

Alex laughed and placed his hand on my neck. Then he lifted my head by the chin, pushed my hair back, and kissed me gently. When he moved away from my lips, I found myself breathless. Seeing him in this red light, his dark eyes, the small scar in his brow, and his freshly shaved face—he was really hot!

I slid a hand into his neck and kissed him back. The way he pressed against me, kneading my buttocks and becoming more passionate, made me forget everything. I only wanted him. As I engaged in the game with his tongue, I slipped my hands under his shirt, massaging his back, and soon found my way into his pants.

When I touched his penis, I elicited a sigh from Alex, and as I began to massage him, it sparked a fire in him that made him even more eager. He took my head between his hands and kissed me even more intensely. But I wanted more. I sank to my knees in front of him and tugged down his sweatpants.

“Oh, shit,” he gasped in surprise. “What are you doing? You don’t need to do that. Like I said, the bed here won’t cost you anything.”

“I know,” I laughed and kissed his shaft. “But I want to.”

“Okay,” Alex chuckled and caressed my hair. “But ... don’t think I’ll let you finish it.”

“What do you mean?” I looked at him, puzzled.

“You have no idea how much I had to restrain myself. You finally come to me, but you’ve been down for five days. A little blowjob won’t be enough to make up for that.”

I licked his shaft with the tip of my tongue and raised my eyebrows. “Are you sure?”

“Oh, damn,” he growled and gasped.

“I don’t assume there are condoms here in the darkroom,” I said and took him into my mouth.

“Fuck,” Alex moaned and leaned his head back.

Gently, I massaged his balls, moved my head slowly back and forth, and enjoyed feeling him getting harder in my mouth.

“Yes, there are,” he gasped out.

I took his length in a firm grip and stroked him. “And what if I finish it this way?”

“No—no, no, no,” Alex said, grabbing me under the arms and yanking me to my feet. He unzipped my pants and tugged them down. “This is overdue.”

I found it amusing as he nudged me backward against the table.

“Sit on there,” he commanded and lifted his shirt over his head— the sweatpants were already behind him.

I felt my pulse quicken and my desire intensify. Without words, I sat on the table and let him remove my pants. Then he took off my shirt and kissed me with intensity.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” he whispered between two kisses.

As much as I longed for him, there was something I had to get off my chest. Even if it threatened to ruin the mood, he needed to know how I felt. “I don’t want to sleep in strangers’ beds anymore, Alex. I can’t do it anymore.”

Alex looked at me, his eyebrows knitted in confusion. “You don’t have to anymore. You live here now. Stay with me.”

Although I had heard such words so many times before, hearing them from Alex’s mouth sent a warm shiver down my spine. I wrapped my arms around him, kissing and absorbing everything from him. His warmth, his resinous scent, and his passionate desire. He stepped between my legs, so we touched, and as he played with my piercings, I rubbed our penises together and surrendered to a dance with his tongue.

Eventually, he snuck his hand between my legs and sought my entrance. “Lie down,” he breathed heavily and pushed my legs up. Then he dove in.

At his first touch, I flinched. A tingling sensation ran through my whole body, eliciting a soft moan from me. I felt him inserting a finger into me. The initial pain reminded me that it had indeed been two months since we last had sex. But as the pulling subsided and a tingling spread through me, I melted.

Alex added a second finger, and once again, I was flooded with pain and tensed up.

“Are you okay?” he asked, kissing the inside of my thighs.

“Oh, damn,” I gasped, taking a deep breath to relax.

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