Envy

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Ch. 23 “Alone Time”


Lindsey closed her eyes slowly, tipping her head back as she let the hot water surrounding her ease her muscles. She had been so stressed out lately and she felt like she needed a hot bubble bath to ease her tension a bit. Turns out she was right. The bathroom was silent, the only sounds consisted of Lindsey’s soft breathing and water moving every once in a while if she shifted. Paul was at his parents house so she had the place to herself for now. Sometimes it was nice to be alone.

She loved Paul with everything she had, but sometimes, if she were being completely honest with herself, she just needed some Lindsey Time. Times like this where she could soak in hot water with a glass of red wine and forget about everything outside of the bathroom. Everyone needed Me-Time. Paul’s mother had voiced Lindsey’s need to get away from Paul for a few hours many times. She also voiced that work did not count.

A small smiled tugged at the corners of Lindsey’s lips when she looked down at her wrist, seeing a ever so slight bruise encircling it. Sometimes though, she wondered if there was something wrong with her, sine she loved being submissive to Paul’s dominance so much. It just felt so right and so incredibly good, it was too much.

“White trash beautiful…there’s something you should know…my heart belongs to you, girl…” Lindsey half sang along with the quiet music on the radio before she took another sip from her wine, mid-drink deciding to finish it off in one large gulp.

She caught her bottom lip between her teeth and looked to the bathroom door, reaching down to set her wine glass on the tile floor. Lindsey closed her eyes, sinking into the hot water briefly before sitting back up, wiping the water out of her eyes, she sighed and grinned, her hands skimming over her thighs. Some of the bubbles were disappearing, leaving patches of where she could begin to see herself under the water.

Paul kept popping up in her mind -he always did. The way he looked at her. The way his lips felt against hers while he pressed her against the doorframe in the mornings. His scent lingered in her mind and on her skin constantly, as a continuous reminder of his love and lust for her. Lindsey skimmed her fingertips across her breasts and giggled, remembering the night before when he gave her the spanking of her life. God he was so naughty.

She couldn’t take it anymore, Lindsey slipped a hand between her legs and touched herself, her other hand softly grasping her breast, as her back arched slightly, her lips parting, as a sigh escaped her mouth. Paul’s black eyes kept entering her mind -how inky and determined they got when he took her with no abandon, when lust and need took over his body and blinders kept him from wanting anything else in the world but Lindsey.

“Oh..” Lindsey gasped, a smile playing on her lips as she continued to tease herself, as she imagined Paul’s lips peppering the back of her neck, like he always did at night. How his slightly roughened hands grasped her hip or slid across her cheek as he kissed her. He was everything she ever wanted. Truly.

The water moved again as Lindsey bent one knee, her eyes kept closed and her back arched further, the cold sting of the air hitting her breasts, but it didn’t matter, her lips parted while heavy pants slipped through her full lips as she drew herself closer and closer to the edge, thinking nothing but Paul’s love for her and how he showed it.

With a final moan, her teeth catching her bottom lip roughly, Lindsey let go and trembled with want, her muscles fully relaxing as she slouched in the bathtub and let out a shaky sigh, a smirk forming on her lips.

Slowly, she opened her eyes, only to be met with inky black, lust-driven ones, that belonged to none other than Paul Harlow, as he sat next to the tub, watching his Lindsey look back at him with embarrassment and shock. Lindsey opened and closed her mouth a few times, trying to gather up words since, honestly she wasn’t aware of any kind of audience.

Paul’s face stood serious as he leaned forward, catching Lindsey’s chin in his hand and softly pressed his lips against hers, his calloused hand sliding over her cheek and to the back of her neck as she kissed him back, her arms coming to encircle around his neck. He grunted quietly against her mouth and reached down quickly to take his shoes off, not giving a flying fuck about his clothes, he slipped into the tub with Lindsey, making her laugh loudly.

“Paul! Your clothes!” Lindsey gasped, whimpering softly when Paul switched their position so he was sitting on the bottom of the tub and Lindsey straddled his hips -thank god for large bathtubs.

“Don’t care.” he grunted, grasping at Lindsey’s breasts, he leaned forward, catching one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking gently. “Looked so fucking sexy, baby girl. Tell me what you were thinking.”

Lindsey quivered, her hands burying themselves in Paul’s hair, “I-I…” she stuttered as Paul reached around to palm her rear, pushing her center against his soaked jean-clad erection, “I was thinking about you.” she gasped.

Paul groaned, sitting upright as he wrapped his arms around her middle, holding her tightly, as his lips found their way to her neck, kissing and licking her sensitive spots gently. Lindsey shuddered, her fingers tangling in Paul’s hair, her breathing becoming more labored from all the sensations she was feeling -it was so good, it was always so good.

Lindsey pulled away slowly, breathing heavily as she looked down at Paul, water up to his chest, his black shirt completely soaked and sticking to his shoulders and upper chest deliciously. Patches of his hair were mated down with water, where Lindsey had run her fingers through. He looked too sexy for his own good.

“You’re so fucking sexy.” Paul murmured, grabbing at his shirt, and tugging it over his head. He threw it on the tile floor, making it land with a wet flop sound and Lindsey couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of his hair now, sticking up in random places.

Lindsey ran her hands up and down his chest, biting her bottom lip, “You weren’t at your parents for long.” she grinned.

Paul smirked, looking up at Lindsey -her hair damp from the water, lips slightly swollen from their kiss, she was too much. The bubbles slowly sliding down her pert frame didn’t help either -did she even realize how gorgeous she was? It killed him, honestly.

“Had to get out of there…my mom started talking sex again and my dad was uh…well, you know.” Paul chuckled. “If you wanted some time to get yourself off, you should have told me and I would have gone over to Landon’s.” he teased, his fingers playing at Lindsey’s thighs.

Lindsey blushed, “Well I wasn’t planning on…that.” she said quietly, slowly standing to her feet.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Paul said huskily, looking up at Lindsey.

Before Lindsey could respond, Paul grabbed her thighs and sat up straight, guiding one of her feet to rest on the edge of the tub. He told her to stay how he positioned her and reached up with one hand to tease her aching bundle of nerves, making Lindsey whine softly. Her knees threatened to give out, so she held onto the wall as a gasp escaped her lips.

Her core was at the right level for Paul’s mouth, so he used it to his advantage, leaning forward and teasing her with his lips and tongue. Lindsey let out a low moan and fisted Paul’s hair in her hand, tilting her head back slightly. He knew all the right spots to tease…where to lick, where to suck, how to do these things until Lindsey was begging for more. His hands slid up and down the backs of her thighs, his short fingernails gently scratching at her as he sucked hard at her throbbing clit, making Lindsey tremble and moan loudly.

Paul slowly stood up, the weight of his soaked jeans making things harder as he did. He framed Lindsey’s face with his hands and bent down, kissing her lips softly as his body pressed against her. The feel of her breasts against his chest made him grunt softly as he began to unbutton his jeans, making Lindsey chuckle softly when she had to help him slide them down his legs.

“Fucking jeans.” Paul grunted, silently kicking himself for forgetting how hard wet jeans were to take off.

Lindsey laughed, “That’s what you get for being impatient.”

Paul grinned, grabbing a handful of Lindsey’s hair, “You talk too much.” he teased, raising a brow.

Lindsey bit her bottom lip, catching the hint, “I’ve heard that before.” she chuckled, slowly settling on hew knees in front of Paul, her hands sliding up and down his thighs.

Paul kept one hand in Lindsey’s hair, the other reached down to wrap around his hardened erection, “Open up, baby girl.” he said in that sexy-as-hell quiet dominant voice of his.

Lindsey shivered slightly, doing what she was told and opened up for Paul’s large member, her lips wrapping themselves around him tightly as she took him as deeply as she cold. Sucking in a deep breath through her nose, she pushed herself further, looking up at him with her crystal blue eyes as for the first time, she almost worked his whole length into her mouth, making Paul grunt heavily.

To her surprise she didn’t gag -thank god. Lindsey sucked harder as she pulled her lips off Paul, keeping her eyes locked on his. She moaned softly around his cock, loving the sounds that were coming from Paul as she slid her lips up and down his erection slowly, in a teasing manner. Every once in a while she would lean back and use her hand instead to give herself a break -not that Paul minded in the least.

“I want you to fuck me…” Lindsey whispered up to Paul as she pumped slowly at his cock.

Paul grunted, helping Lindsey stand up, the water under them moving erratically now with their movements. He turned her around so her rear was pushed snugly up against his erection and pushed on her back softly, so she leaned forward, bracing her hands on the shower wall with a silent prayer she wouldn’t slip -not that Paul would let her anyways, it wasn’t as if they hadn’t had sex in the shower before.

Lindsey whined softly as Paul teased her with the head of his cock before sliding in slowly, letting her adjust with a groan. He pumped in and out of her body slowly, before grunted heavily with frustration, making Lindsey draw her brows together and look back at her boyfriend with question in her eyes.

“What’s wrong?” she asked as Paul slid out of her.

He got out of the tub, quickly drying his feet on the carpet and reached for Lindsey’s hand “I have a feeling I’m gonna slip.” he said quickly, “Come on…”

Lindsey rolled her eyes and stepped out of the tub herself, quickly drying her feet next to Paul, “Diva…” she sang softly.

Paul half-glared at Lindsey, “You want me to fall on you and have your face smashed into the tile wall?” he challenged.

Lindsey bit her lip, grinning but didn’t say anything -Paul had a point, the floor of the tub was slick from the bubbles. She giggled softly when he held her hips and turned her around once more, so now she rested her elbows on the bathroom counter, her leg being lifted so her foot could rest on the edge of the toilet. Paul grabbed a handful of her hair again and bit down on her shoulder as he slid into her body roughly, making Lindsey cry out with sudden pleasure. She mewed and groaned with his every thrust, laying her body down so her chest was flat against the counter -good thing she was flexible.

“Yeah…” Paul whispered, pounding into her repeatedly as his hand made its way around to Lindsey’s front, playing with her sensitive clit. “Take it baby girl, so fucking good…”

Lindsey arched her back so he hit her at a better angle and shut her eyes tightly, her fingers digging into her palms as Paul slammed into her body. She tightened her inner muscles around Paul’s cock and let out a low moan, feeling her climax threaten her body. Paul gripped her hips, pushing into her faster and harder, cursing loudly and urging her on with foul words while he did so. She loved every minute of it.

“Here, baby girl, sit on it.” Paul said quietly as he slowly slid from her body and sat on the covered toilet seat, reaching for Lindsey to straddle him.

Lindsey sank slowly onto Paul’s cock, kissing his lips as she did so. She sat there for a moment, just kissing him and tightening her muscles around him every once in a while before moving up and down on him. She grabbed the edge of the counter next to her and used it as leverage as she slammed up and down on Paul’s cock, letting out a loud moan every time. She tilted her head back, loving the feel of Paul’s arms wrapped around her, his lips ghosting over her breasts now and then.

“Fuck its so good…” Paul rasped, gripping Lindsey’s ass hard, “Ride it, baby just like that.” he urged her on.

“Paul I…I want you to fuck me…” Lindsey gasped, biting her lip, “I want you…to make me come.”

Paul smirked, holding onto Lindsey tightly as he slowly stood up with her in his arms, still buried deeply inside her. Lindsey gasped, wrapping her legs around him along with her arms. “I try to get you to ride more because you’ve bitched about it and when I do, you bitch about it.” he teased.

Lindsey blushed lightly, biting her bottom lip as Paul set her on the bathroom counter, she placed her feet on the edge of the counter, spreading wide for Paul as he held her hips and slid in and out of her slowly at first. Paul grunted heavily, hooking his arms under Lindsey’s knees and pulled her butt off the counter so she had to support herself on her elbows and back.

Paul started slamming into Lindsey’s tight body over and over again. In and out. Deeper. Faster. Sweat slowly slid down his back as he pounded into her, knowing the small of her back was being killed by the edge of the counter, but he wouldn’t stop until she said something. Lindsey cried out loudly, curling her toes and bit at her bottom lip, watching the muscles in Paul’s shoulders and arms contract under his skin deliciously.

He watched the way her body moved with his every thrust. The way her breasts jerked every time he slammed into her body. The way her chest heaved with her every breath she took. Her lips looked too good as she bit at them or slightly opened them, letting out those sweet moans or cries of pleasure. With a loud grunt, Paul slid out of her body and flipped her over so she leaned into the counter, and held one of her legs up as he slid back into her body. Lindsey panted heavily, her body shaking because of wanting to release.

“Oh god right there…right there!” Lindsey cried out, reaching down to tease her clit as Paul slammed into her from behind, “Fucckk!”

She tightened and quivered around Paul’s cock, falling over that cliff with incredible sexy grace as he watched her face through the mirror. Just a few more moments and Paul would be joining her with falling off that cliff. He slammed into her over and over again, resting his forehead on the back of her shoulder as he panted heavily, whispering her name repeatedly.

“Wait..” Lindsey groaned, “Stop.”

Paul shot his head up, eyebrows fixed in a confused and distraught sort of way, “Whats wrong?” he asked, practically begging. How could she just say stop right when he was going to come?

Lindsey grinned and turned to face him when he slid out of her, and slowly fell to her knees in front of him, wrapping her hand around his cock and slid it into her mouth, she moaned around it when Paul let out a shaky breath, grabbing onto the counter for support, his other hand finding its way into her damp hair. Lindsey looked up into Paul’s eyes, taking as much length into her mouth as she could and moaned again, watching goosebumps appear on Paul’s arms and thighs. He loved when she did that.

“You like that?” Lindsey asked quietly, pumping away at Paul’s weeping cock, every once in a while stopping to suck and lick at the head.

Paul grunted, his hips bucking forward slightly, “You know I love that, baby girl.” he said heavily, “Gonna fuckin come soon…”

“Mmm” Lindsey moaned around his cock as she sped up her sliding movements with her lips. Sucking his cock faster, she reached up and massaged his sac, sensing his whole body tense up. He was near the edge, she could tell.

“Come for me.” Lindsey said in a low tone that Paul thought was sexy as hell, and she knew it. “I want you to come for me, Paul.”

“Ah fuck…” Paul groaned, his fingers tightening in Lindsey’s hair, as he watched her suck greedily on the head of his cock, one hand sliding up and down on his shaft, the other cupping his sac. She was too good, honestly. And the whole dirty talking? It was too much -in a good way.

Lindsey sucked hard at his cock, looking straight into Paul’s eyes as she did so and moved her lips up and down his shaft, urging him on as he breathed heavily and cursed under his breath. Then when he finally came, she closed her eyes slowly, letting his release slide down her throat as she continued to slide her lips along his shaft, milking him for all his worth.

“Fuck..” Paul groaned, watching Lindsey slowly slide her lips off his cock and grin up at him. “I cant believe that when I met you, you were a fucking virgin.”

Lindsey rolled her eyes, standing up onto her feet and kissed Paul’s jaw, “Believe it.” she smiled.

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