Page 51 of Wild Ace

Lexi’s working her magic on me, but she doesn’t know I’m already under her spell.

“What are you missing, dolcezza?”

“I’m not sure.” The seduction in her voice is enough to make my cock throb painfully. “I’ll see after dessert if you have it.”

“Baby,” I start to say, and she shakes her head.

“Not your baby.”

Her eyes follow the spread of my lips as they curl into a slow grin, and they turn into those two blue flames I love to see burning when I lick my lips.

“We’ll see about that.”

Lexi finishes the scallops and takes a sip of wine. “That was really good. Thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me. Seeing you smile and enjoy yourself is all the thanks I need.”

“Alright, then,” she says, placing her elbows on the table and her chin on her fists. She gives me a sweet smile that has my chest tightening and my dick hardening.

She has that way about her.

The ability to both make me feel more for her and make me want to fuck her.

It’s a lethal combination, and one I’ve yet to experience with anyone but her.

I’ve wanted to fuck plenty of women, and have. And there was one woman, once upon my early twenties, that made my heart race whenever I was with her. But she was a liar, and everything I felt was a lie. Just like fucking those women was a bunch of lies. Well, not necessarily lies, but they were just fleeting releases I needed and then that was it.

I was forever chasing a feeling that was always gone too fast and left me feeling empty.

So far, it hasn’t been that way with Lexi. I feel everything all at once with her and I desperately need to know if fucking her will be the same. I was desperate for more of her after simply being around her, and then I kissed her, and it was like a hit of cocaine – a rush to my system I had been missing out on. Then I tasted her pussy last night, and I need more.

I keep needing more pieces of her. I want them all, with my obsession only growing by the minute.

“If you keep giving me that beautiful smile, dolcezza, you’re going to make me kiss it away. It’s hard to resist you.”

Her smile widens. “And if I don’t want you to resist me?”

Her directness has my dick throbbing. “I don’t know if I can stop at just kissing you, Lexi. I need you too damn badly. So, you probably shouldn’t say that if you want me to behave. We still have dessert coming.”

“No one’s stopping you from having me,” she says, and instead of calming me, she only revs me up more. “Certainly not me.”

Lexi keeps her eyes on me as she stands, her lips tilted up in a mischievous grin that lets me know she’s going to fulfill every fucking fantasy I have. I just hope she’ll give me the time to make them all come true.

I turn towards her in my chair and she runs her hands up my chest and shoulders. “You have me twisted up, Vinny. You keep helping me when I don’t want you to. You keep making me mad when you’re being nice. And I don’t think I can continue being mad at you for no real reason other than me trying to fight how I feel.”

I cup her cheek. “Tell me how you feel.”

“I like you.”

I quirk my eyebrow and her eyes dance. “You do?”

“Yeah, I do. But it’s more than that. After that first night, and every day since, I’ve felt crazy and unsteady, and it wasn’t until you kissed me that I felt right again. But then my heart kicked into overdrive and the floor opened up to swallow me. You were there to keep me up though, so I didn’t fall.”

“And if I want you to fall?” I press, needing to know if she’s as ready as I am to find out what happens when you let yourself feel without worrying if the other person is holding back.

“You’d let me fall?” she whispers, stepping between my spread legs.

“It wouldn’t just be you.”

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