Page 64 of Where We Fall

“We talked about us. They aren’t mad, sweetie. Maybe a bit surprised, but not mad.”

“Oh,” she lets out a breath. “Thank God.”

Her relief makes me angry that they still think I need to prove something to them. I should’ve told them how supportive I was the second I found out Gabe was sleeping with his nanny. And how I told Lucas to go for it with Savannah despite her being his student.

I have their backs no matter what. What’s wrong with me that I don’t deserve that same kind of loyalty?

“Yeah. Nothing to worry about. Hey, are you coming over tonight?” I ask to shift topics.

“I’ve been over almost every night since we’ve slept together. I’m surprised you’re not sick of me yet.”

I lean on the chair and crowd her space, bringing my lips only a breath away from hers. “Baby, no one’s more surprised about that than I am. But you’re the most addicting thing I’ve ever encountered.”

“What if I told you I’ll come over, but no sex?” she says with a challenge.

“No problem. I’m addicted to you, not your body.” I lightly kiss her lips, then pull back.

When I stand up, I see her throat bob with a swallow.

I smile. “Did I just surprise you, Lexi?”

She nods her head. It appears my words have made her speechless. I like that.

“I’ll see you tonight: sex, no sex. I don’t care. Maybe pack some spare clothes to keep at my place. You’ll be staying at my place a lot if I have anything to do with it.”

I walk away and smile to myself. The idea of her leaving her things at my place makes me happy.

Chapter Nineteen

Lexi

Istepoutofhis shower after desperately needing to clean myself off. He pulled out this time and came all over my body while saying the dirtiest things to me. It was enough to push me over the edge.

I've never come like that before. But I've also never had the hottest man in the world cum all over me while telling me how much he wants to fuck my ass.

You would think he would have had enough of me by now. When I walk into his room wearing my towel, he’s lying in bed wearing only his boxer briefs. It’s hard to tell if he’s got a semi or it’s just his big dick protruding out of them.

I reach into my bag that I packed to find something to wear to bed. I hear him groan behind me.

“Something wrong?” I ask as I turn around with a shirt in my hand.

“You're flashing me with your wet pussy and asking me if something is wrong?” he asks.

I may have bent a little bit more than necessary. What can I say? I like getting a rise out of him.

“I was just getting my shirt so we can go to bed,” I say innocently.

He reaches into his boxers and pulls his dick out. It bobs in the air, getting harder by the second.

“What are we going to do about this?”

He starts to stroke himself. I don’t know what it is about watching him touch himself that makes me so damn hot. I feel the moisture between my legs start to build. I squeeze my thighs together as I watch.

“I don’t know. Does something need to be done?”

He growls. “Based on how hard you’re squeezing those pretty little thighs together, I’d say there are two things that need to be done before we go to bed.”

I know he’s right, but I’m still frozen in place, lost in his strokes.

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