Page 104 of Any Means Necessary

“Why, what?”

“Why did you fix this?” Her question throws me off. Because the answer couldn’t be more obvious.

“He hurt your family,” I answer easily. There’s something stirring behind those gorgeous eyes of hers, and internal dialogue as her gaze searches my own.

Then she’s kissing me.

Despite the surprise, I don’t hesitate to devour her. Fuck, she tastes so sweet. She moves closer, her chest pressing to mine as she climbs on my lap. Her mouth moves desperately with mine, fueling the hunger growing inside me.

A growl resonates in my chest when those perfect tits of hers rub against me. She’s so soft, responsive, and pliable. I want to feel every part of her, see every ounce of her, feast on every soft inch of her. The soft breathy moans I’m pulling from her as I devour her mouth are the hottest thing I’ve ever heard. I need more, I need all of her.

“Are you wet for me, Dewdrop?” I murmur.

“Yes, I’m so wet. All for you.” Her words send arousal straight to my cock.

“Fuck, I want to taste you again.”

“Come with me.” She climbs off my lap and holds her hand out for me to follow her. I let her lead me into her bedroom, my entire body aching for her. Every muscle is tensed with desire when she starts to undress me. My hands work with hers to remove my clothes, I want nothing more than to feel her skin against mine.

I stand proudly naked, my cock thickening under Lexie’s lustful gaze. She’s wearing too many clothes and it’s time to change that. My hands move to open the buttons down the front of her little pink romper until I’m able to tug it down her shoulders. The fabric falls to the floor and pools at her feet.

These fucking pajama sets ruin me.

“Come here, Dewdrop.” Backing up a few steps, I lower myself to sit on the bed. Taking her hands, I draw her in to stand between my legs. Her hand reaches for my cock, giving me a few firm pumps that has my core tightening. Fuck.

Those gorgeous tits of hers sway tantalizingly right in front of my face, and my control doesn’t try to stop me from reaching for them. I lift one breast to catch her nipple in my mouth. Her moan vibrates over my skin, her hand stroking me.

“Mmm, damn I miss you,” I murmur deeply against her skin.

“I’m sure you do. Especially while you have my tit in your mouth,” she teases breathlessly, making me smile. “I miss you too.”

“I’m right here.”

“Of course you are. You’re always right there. Always so close.” If her hand keeps gripping me like that, this isn’t going to last nearly as long as I intend it too.

“Not nearly close enough,” I growl, releasing her breasts. Moving back towards the headboard, I pull Lexie onto the bed with me. “Come sit on me, Dewdrop.”

A look of surprise and skepticism crosses Lexie’s face, but she obeys anyway. She tries to be delicate about it, attempting to perch some weight on me while still supporting herself, but I pull her all the way down. I want to feel all of her.

Laying on the pillows, I move Lexie until she’s sitting on me, that gorgeous ass of hers on my torso. She leans down to kiss me, her hand reaching between her own thighs to relieve some of the pressure I’ve built there. My hand pulls hers away to replace her fingers with mine. Her moans against my mouth feed my hopeless addiction. My fingers don’t relent until she comes all over my stomach.

“Oh my god.” She struggles for breath, but I’m just getting started. When I said I missed her, I meant it. And now I’m about to show her just how much. “You’re so good at that.”

“Does this mean I’m forgiven?” My arms hook under her thighs, my muscles flexing to lift her hips towards my head. My mouth is greedy to bite and lick every inch of her generous thighs. Lexie’s hands grip the headboard to keep her balance, long blonde hair flowing freely as she tosses her head back.

“I haven’t decided yet,” Lexie sighs.

“Then let me convince you.” Pulling her back up until her full weight is on me, I revel in her lavish body. Thick thighs envelope my head, smothering me in warmth. She’s so goddam hot, I could suffocate under her a million times over and die the happiest man on earth. My mouth reaches her pretty pink pussy hungrily, my tongue taking time to savor her.

“Callum.” I’ll never get tired of hearing her say my name. Even muffled in my spot between her legs, it’s the sexiest sound in the fucking world. I relax my arms and lower her enough to speak. I can feel her dripping from my beard already.

“Consider this me groveling, Dewdrop.” My voice rumbles deeply in my chest, sending goosebumps across her fair skin. “Take me back. I’m begging.” Then I’m pulling her back into place to enjoy her.

Her pants and moans sustain me. Each time she comes on my tongue is a fucking gift, one I don’t plan to take for granted. She shifts against me when the stimulation grows to be too much, struggling against my grasp. But I hold firm until she completely shatters on top of me, clinging to the headboard breathlessly.

Using my grip on her hips, I lower her enough until I can flip us over. Lexie falls onto the pillows beneath me, still gasping for breath. Leaning over her, my fingertips brush the hair from her face to see her clearly. Her blue eyes are bright as they look up at me, and I can’t help myself from leaning down to kiss her.

“Please, Dewdrop,” I murmur against her lips, letting my mouth wander across her skin. “Please take me back.” Begging isn’t something I do, but I will for her. There’s no way I can go back to giving her space now—or ever again.

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