Alexia pressed her lips to Caius’s, her tongue instantly out of her mouth to trail lightly across Caius’s lips and request entry. Caius parted his lips and Alexia was all too eager to thrust her tongue deep into his mouth.

As her tongue roamed the inside of Caius’s mouth and they exchanged spittle, Alexia twisted her body in the same direction she had turned her neck until she had turned completely around and was facing Caius. Her body was pressed against his, her breasts cushioned against his chest—much as it had been at the Function—as she then grabbed his lapel.

Caius felt her push against him and also noticed she was steering him like she had a destination in mind. That destination ended up being her desk which she used her body weight to keep Caius pressed up against. She released his lapel now and wrapped her arms around his neck in a hold to secure his head and keep the kiss going before she worked both of her hands into his hair, grabbing handfuls and pulling.

Caius placed one hand on her waist and the other between their bodies. He palmed one of her breasts, kneading it through the material of her gown, causing Alexia to moan into his mouth.

Alexia pushed against Caius even more until he was sitting on the desk. Then she raised one leg—causing her gown to ride up her body—and planted a knee on the top of the desk, her thigh pressing against Caius’s side. Her other leg followed suit and soon, Alexia was kneeling on the top of the desk, her ass right above Caius’s lap as she humped her upper body against him as hard as she could.

As she humped, she pulled on his hair, pulling groans from Caius’s lips that were muffled by their kiss. Speaking of the kiss, Alexia had asserted total dominance in the oral dance between her and Caius’s tongues as she was doing with every other aspect of their current activity.

A fact that was not lost on her.

It’s one thing to have someone actively touch you, kiss you, and set the pace of a sexual encounter. In such a case, you feel like you’re being carried along... Like you’re being invited into their world and their idea of pleasure.

At least, that was what Alexia thought.

She had more experience being the dominant party in a sexual experience and that had directed her tastes for decades. It was how she knew what she liked because she was the one to dictate what she wanted with a partner.

Until that kiss at the Function, she had never been in the position of being carried along and attributed a lot of Caius’s success with their first kiss to that; He got ’the jump on her’ and pulled her into his idea of pleasure.

Now though, she had a chance to do things as she normally would. To dictate how things went. And she expected the pleasure of the encounter to wane once it didn’t pertain to what she had long enjoyed.

She expected her body to return to ’normal’ and she would finally be done with this strange kind of affection that she had never, until last night, given a single thought.

Alas, where the pleasure should have waned, it only burned brighter.

Caius let Alexia set the pace and she still became wrapped up in the texture of his tongue, in the way it moved— In the way it reacted to her directions.

When she pushed him against the desk, the feeling of control hadn’t lessened how good his body felt against her. It only made it stronger.

When her ass touched his thighs and felt the hardening of his rod in his pants, the fire that had been stoked in her sex grew hotter, burning bright with an intent to consume her.

And she welcomed it.

’Oh gods...’

With one final plea to the Divine—the only hope she had left to not lose herself for the second time in just a few hours to the touch and the feel of her Cousin’s body—Alexia succumbed.

When she took her lips off Caius and he ’attacked’ her neck, she all but became a puddle against his body. She pulled him against her body, securing the feel of his lips against her skin as he worked his way down.

He arrived at her cleavage and let out his tongue to stroke between her wonderful breasts. The tickling feeling had Alexia so deliciously agitated that she pulled him harder until she had his face pressed so hard into her breasts, that he just might suffocate.

But Caius made no sounds and took no actions to suggest he was in discomfort. He dropped the hand he had palmed Alexia’s breast with to her waist and soon, he had both of his hands grabbing her ass and holding on as she went up and down while humping herself against him.

With a deep moan, Alexia dropped one of her hands from Caius’s hair to between their bodies. Deftly, she undid a few buttons and worked her hand inside his shirt until she was touching his chest directly.

She trembled at the feeling of it. If, yesterday morning, someone had told her she would feel such delight touching a masculine chest, feeling its firmness and the muscles within bunching at his movements, she would have called them mad. And yet, here she was, moaning wantonly.

Alexia’s gown had ridden up her body so much that Caius didn’t have to do much to lift it and touch his hands to her ass much more directly. The only thing that created a barrier and stopped him from touching her wonderful pliant flesh was her underwear. A scanty little thing whose texture Caius quite enjoyed feeling.

Caius’s hand on that part of her body pulled Alexia a little bit out of her heady state. Yes, she had finally come to terms with the fact that there was no gimmick to this as far as she could tell and she was simply attracted to Caius. So much so that she was only a few humps away from experiencing her first-ever climax with a man.

And that was what made her pause.

Was she ready to let herself go that much into this feeling?

Was she ready to surrender her body to this much of a new experience?

Caius grabbed the front of Alexia’s gown and pulled it down with his teeth until one of her glorious tits fell free for him to snap up into his mouth.

At the same time, one of his hands worked its way to the crotch of her panties which was wet with her juices. He pressed two fingers to her moist center, feeling the hardness of the tiny nub that was her clit.

The double stimulation proved much too great.

"Fuck!" Alexia cried. She arched her back and grabbed Caius’s shoulders with both of her hands and clenched so hard that she just might break them.

What followed was a deep groan and a powerful shake of her entire body as Alexia experienced what she felt was undoubtedly the most powerful climax she had ever experienced. It lasted the longest as well.

Minutes passed with Caius still sucking on her breast and his fingers still stroking her pussy through her panties. Caius lost himself in the taste of Alexia’s breast in his mouth and the tremor of her pussy against his fingers. And then, suddenly, the two were ripped away from him.

In a second, Alexia threw her door open and shoved Caius out of her room.

"Goodnight, Caius." She squealed before she shut the door and then let out a deep moan.

Her orgasmic tremors were not over and she had more pussy juice to release as she fell against the door and sank to the floor, still feeling Caius’s wonderful touch on her body and knowing she just opened floodgates she might never be able to force close.

Also, did she even want it closed?