At home, I take a shower willing the hot water to relieve my tension, it doesn’t come close. Frustrated, I give into the need that has been biting at me since I laid eyes on Alexa. I grip my cock and pump, trying to bring up the memories of when I have fucked Ebony except they twist and disappear.
Alexa is what my cock craves, her blue eyes wide as I pound into her soft body. Slower now, my hand moves down to the tip leaking for her, imagining her taking my cock between those soft plump lips of hers. I am long at more than nine inches and very thick. Most women cannot take more than a few inches of me into their mouth. All I want is Alexa’s lips around my head, I know she could take that much.
I stroke down, twisting my hand, wanting to make it last. A stroke up as my thumb plays over the tip; I want her hand on me, guiding me inside her, between those long legs as they wrap around my waist. Fuck! I come hard, body weak, leaning against the wet tile it takes a moment before I’m able to stand on my own. Damn it, if that had happened with a woman I would be ashamed at how quickly I came.
Pushing away from the wall, I sway out of the shower. I grab a towel and quickly dry off. Weakness still clinging to me, I sink into my bed. Just for a minute, I tell myself as I close my eyes.
I wake up to the ringing of my cell phone. Fuck. I roll over to swipe my phone from my bedside table. When I do, I see the glowing dials of my alarm clock telling me it is eleven thirty, a full hour after I was supposed to be at Ebony’s. No surprise, it’s Ebony.
“Leo, what the fuck?”
“I fell asleep. Your call woke me.”
Her gasp is audible. “You fell asleep?”
“Yes, I fell asleep. I apologize. Obviously, I will not be over. Good night.” I end the call before she says another word.
Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath willing my mind to quiet. It doesn’t work, I’m awake. The three hours of sleep I got is something I have functioned on often enough my body is prepared to keep going, even though I want nothing more than to go back to sleep.