Chapter 34—

Zheme released his thick, long and hard rod, then he laid back against his pillow, watching Lexie expectantly. "You want me so much, why don't you take me?" Lexie's legs shook at his husked out words, and finding it hard to refuse such a preposition, she eased into a sitting position on the bed, legs moving over to cage Zheme's. "I-I don't know what to do, I've never done this b-before, I...I-" Zheme's hand gripped her hip, gently squeezing it. "I know Kitten, I'll guide you through it, but for now, put it inside." Lexie looked down at the hard solidified thing resting heavily against his stomach, and just like last night, an abashed feeling settled within her stomach. She felt shy, self-conscious even, but the intensity of her arousal allowed her to ignore that single emotion and instead grip him within her palm. Her hands were shaky as she lifted him, guiding him between her folds, and her eyes were sealed shut as she circled him around the small opening of her wetness before slowly