'You kinky bastard'
I mumbled out as Alex's hand around my neck got tighter, he smirked at me,
'can we at least move this to the bedroom so one of the people that live here don't walk out to you fucking of me',
I choked out, Alex shook his head at me and his smirk became larger,
'but that just takes a little bit of then fun away',
Alex said removing his hand from my neck and instead uses his hands to pick me up and wrap my legs around his waist, we moved into the kitchen and he placed me onto the kitchen table. I was confused, he smiled at me and began to pull my underwear down, he took them completely off and hung them on the fridge door. He smiled and made his way back over to me, Alex spread my legs and his hands moved up and down my thighs, sometimes moving over my heat,
'you're so wet already, I better get started then',
Alex said smirking at me, Alex slowly lowered his head under my skirt, one of his hands gripped my thigh and the other one began to rub up against my heat,
'then start already',
I said while breathing quite heavily, Alex looked up and began to smirk at me, he quickly inserted two fingers into me, beginning to pump them in and out. The hand that was gripping my thigh slowly creeped its way up my body occasionally playing with my boobs but usually resting on my neck occasionally squeezing it. I quiet moan left my mouth, it should have been louder but with my neck slightly constricted it was quiet. Alex removed all contact,
'couldn't stay quiet could you',
Alex hissed, I shook my head at him and he began to smirk. He pulled me off of the kitchen bench and I pulled my skirt down, he pulled me in tight,
'you better get to my room quickly',
Alex hissed in my ear slowly letting go of me,
'can I at least have my underwear back?',
I asked quietly pointing to where they were hanging on the fridge, he looked at them and began to smirk at me,
'no leave them there, it's our mark on this room'.
