A quick sexy one-shot that I was suddenly inspired to write. Thanks a lot for reading. :)
“Baby, can you stop tweeting?”
I heaved out an irritated sigh, slightly ticked off as I watched my boyfriend become extremely occupied with tweeting like it was only thing in the world that mattered to him right now. I wasn’t even sure if he heard me or maybe if he heard me but he just ignored me anyway. His eyes stayed glued to the screen of his iPhone as his thumbs tapped on the screen, typing rapidly.
I stared out at the window. We were now stuck in the traffic while we were on our way to the premiere of Xander’s latest movie. I tapped my fingers on my knees to release some of my frustration. I shouldn't be mad at him. He was just doing the best he could to make his fans happy. I took a deep breath and decided to try again. “Baby. We’re almost there,” I said. My voice didn’t come out as angry as before.
I looked up at Alexander who was sitting across from me. His eyes flitted across the screen of his phone. “What, baby?” he said, nodding halfheartedly. He didn’t even look up from his phone to look at me.
“I said,” I slowly took another long deep breath and let it out. It wouldn’t be fair for me to suddenly act like a drama queen because my boyfriend apparently seems to care a lot about his fans more than me. That would be quite stupid and unreasonable and not the kind of girlfriend I’d want to be. “Can you maybe put your phone down for just a second?” I repeated through gritted teeth, feeling like he was testing my patience which was now running thin.
“Uh-huh,” he nodded again, his eyebrow lifting. He hadn’t still put his goddamn phone down or looked at me for even one second. For a second, I really wanted to know what was so interesting on his Twitter that he couldn't even put his phone down. I'm not exactly the biggest fan of social networks. When we were in bed the other night. I practically fell right off to sleep even before he finished replying to almost all of his fans in one of his Q&A sessions. I folded my arms tightly over my chest, pressing my lips into a thin line as he laughed to himself and continued typing.
I leaned back, studying him as I fumed quietly. Trying to figure out how I’d catch his attention.
And then I had an idea.
Slipping the straps of my dress down to my arm, I made sure that my cleavage was showing, not too much, but just enough to let him know I wasn’t wearing a bra tonight. I swept my hair off to the side of my shoulder and leaned back against the seat spreading my legs a little bit. Well. What other choices did I have actually? Desperate times call for desperate measures.
“Alexander,” I purred. He immediately looked up. He’d always do when I called his full name. He seemed slightly pissed off at first that I interrupted him. His jaws clenched, but then his gaze raked down to my body. I smiled.
He licked his lips slowly. “Baby,” he began, tossing his phone onto his seat carelessly. I never took my eyes off him as my hand slid down to palm my breast. His eyes sparkled, burning bright when I bit my lips and let out a soft, breathless sigh. It’d drive him up the wall when he watches me like this, and that’s what I intended to do.
“Are you trying to tease?” he grunted, moving to sit beside me now. A satisfied smile curved my lip when I raised an eyebrow tauntingly. He rubbed his chin slowly, watching me intently. Pushing my dress down a little bit, I locked my eyes on his, not moving when I let my breasts exposed to him. I pinched my nipple and cried out loudly, maybe a little bit too loud. I hoped that the limo was soundproofed though. I didn’t want anyone to hear me.
“I just wanted to have some fun with you here,” I whispered, cocking my head to the side as he moved closer to me and began kneading my breast, flicking my nipple with his thumb teasingly. A soft sigh passed my lips. “Too bad you were so busy with your phone. I don’t think we have time for that.”
“How long do we have, baby?” he asked quickly, his voice husky. I moaned and threw my head back when he lowered his face to my breast as if he was going to take it into his mouth. But he just blew softly on my nipple which was now tightened into a little bud instead.
“I don’t know,” I mumbled, tangling my fingers into his hand to try to pull him closer to me. I was supposed to be mad at him, but his touch always melted me into a puddle every time. “Maybe like fifteen twenty minutes.” My legs began to shake a little bit when Xander licked my nipple. Once. Twice. And then one more. His hot tongue sent all the heat rushed straight to my core, and the familiar feeling stared to build up in the pit of my stomach. His hand squeezed my other breast, occasionally playing with my nipple as he continued to tease my nipple with his tongue and drove me right at the edge.
“Hmm baby,” he hummed, finally enveloping me in his mouth. I swallowed, winding my finger through his hair when he rolled my nipple against his tongue and tugged it lightly. “Twenty minutes is a plenty of time.” He looked up into my eyes and smirked evilly.
“We can –can’t do this. Can’t have sex here,” I retorted breathlessly. Xander pulled back, frowning. “There’s no time. And I can’t get out of a limo with my hair and my dress all messed up.”
His hand still cupped my breast firmly when he clicked his tongue. I began to fix my dress. I didn’t want to look like I almost had sex with my boyfriend in the limo. I let out a little gasp when Xander gripped my wrist to stop me and then slid down to the floor, his eyes gleaming only in a way that I knew wasn’t good.
Resting his chin on the edge of my knees, he pulled up the hem of my dress, just lifting it up a little bit.
“What are you doing, baby?” I asked, inhaling sharply. I think I got a pretty good idea of what he was thinking right now. His mind could only lead to one thing.
A smirk spread across his face when he wetted his lips. “Just because we can’t have sex,” he stopped, prying my trembling thighs apart. “Doesn’t mean we can’t do something else, right?”
I barely had time to respond when he pulled away and pushed up my dress around my waist, almost completely naked. Xander’s eyes widened, and he flashed me a cocky smirk when I saw that I wasn’t wearing anything underneath my dress.
“No panties?” he asked, lifting his head up. I nodded, giving him a knowing smile. Pulling my thighs up to my chest, he scooted me to the edge of the seat, pulling me closer to him. He hooked my legs over his strong shoulders and dug his fingertips into my thighs before he leaned his face closer to where I wanted him to touch me most. I leaned my head back, parting my legs wider for him, but he was so patient, so incredibly patient tonight. Instead of licking me mercilessly like he’d always do until I begged for him to make me come, he lifted my leg up, nipping at the inside of my thigh slowly.
“Xander,” I breathed heavily, cupping my breast to stimulate myself. “Hurry up. We don’t have much time left.”
He nodded, his face inches away from me when he licked his fingers slowly and inhaled the scent of me, sending a jolt of pleasure and excitement through my body. All my frustration towards him had left me, and my eyes rolled back in my head when he pressed searing kisses all over delicate skin around me. His brows pulled together when he skimmed his fingers along my slit and then my clit, making me bite down hard on my lip and cry out.
“You’re so wet, so hot and wet for me, baby.”
I let out a quiet moan. The only thing I could focus on was the heat that coursed through my veins. ““Just lick me, baby.” I pleaded breathlessly. “Lick my clit.”
He looked up and shot me a playful wink. “Just be patient,” That was all he said before he bent down and slid my folds up and down between his long fingers, feeling how wet and slick was for him. At this point I couldn’t contain myself anymore. My hips bucked wildly in response to his touch, trying to make him put his mouth on me and to give me release.
“Baby,” I almost growled. “Just touch me right now.”
He smiled and licked my slit up and down painfully slowly. I gasped out loudly, unclenching my fists on my knees and reaching down to grip his hair. His nose brushed against my clit when he concentrated on licking me. The flat of his tongue ran smoothly along my slit, making me squirm and moan quietly for him. Instead of helping relieve the tension in me, his touch was all maddening. I wanted him even more. His tongue kept licking all around me, everywhere except my throbbing clit.
My breath came out in quick, short pants, and I might have to push his head between my legs to get him to stop teasing me. His thumb flicked languidly across my hardened nub before he gripped my hips, one of his hand reaching up to cup my nipple and he pressed the tip of his tongue on my clit.
“Yes. Baby! You’re amazing,” I wailed, grinding myself against his mouth when he enveloped my clit and sucked me in abandon. My eyes quickly fell shut in ecstasy. A deep groan rumbled in his throat in satisfaction, and the sound that he made in his throat while he captured me between his teeth as he sucked me harder made my chest rise and fall heavily. Insides I was coiling like a spring tighter and tighter. I was getting close. Just a few more touches. That was all it’d take.
I snapped my eyes open when Xander suddenly withdrew his mouth from me. He flicked his gaze up at me, his eyes darkening when he latched his lips to my clit and parted my folds with his fingers before slipping two digits inside me. Instantly, I tilted my head back, gripping through his hair tightly, trying not to dig my heel into his shoulder when he increased his pace, circling my clit more quickly and pushing his fingers more deeply inside me. He curled his fingers slightly, teasingly while he kept his mouth pressed firmly on me. My toes started to curl tightly as he was building me quickly. My knees began to quake. A flash of delicious heat spread through me, and my body trembled while I tried my best to stifle my moans when he locked his eyes on me, his tongue darting out, my traces glistening his lips while I was still in his mouth. An evil smirk played on his lips when he took one long, languid lick and swiped me teasingly again.
I sprawled across my seat, panting for air. Xander pulled the edge of my dress down and settled me on his lap before he licked up the shell of my ear. “Don’t do this again, baby,” he whispered. “I don’t think I can resist you, knowing you wear nothing underneath this dress.” His fingertips skirted up the edge of my dress. I giggled softly. “And I have to wait until the premiere is over for our sexy times.”
I laughed before I pressed a quick chaste to his cheek and wiped my traces from his lips. The limo came to a stop, and I barely had time to arrange my dress and made sure everything stayed where it was supposed to when suddenly the door flung open, and we were greeted by flashes of cameras everywhere. Xander got out of the car, and I climbed out, taking his hand in mine as we made our way to red carpet. .
