Page 61 of When We Fell Again
Drawing back, I flipped them the finger, grinning. “And this is why I should have come to yours.”
Lex shrugged off her jacket. “What? And miss out on this level of entertainment? No chance. Now, can I getonedrink before I have to get my sensible head on?”
The two of us went to the kitchen, where I didn’t waste any time in pulling her towards me again, lips crashing against hers, fingers tangling in her hair. She gripped the hem of my t-shirt, the tips of her fingers grazing the skin above my waistline. My dick responded immediately.
“Do you want to skip dinner?” I murmured in between kisses.
With great effort, Lex drew away from me, breathing heavily. “No chance. I’m hungry and you promised me food. Although, judging by the smell in here, I’m glad we’re getting takeaway.”
“Okay, okay,” I grumbled, reaching into the drawer for the menus.
We rejoined the others in the living room, indulging in some light-hearted banter about what food we all wanted. In the end, we decided to keep it simple and ordered a bunch of pizzas. Any leftovers would be devoured in the morning, or as a midnight snack if Robbie had anything to do with it.
The evening flew by, reminiscent of us living together as students. We drank, Lex sticking to her one drink rule and eking her glass of wine out for the whole evening, talked, discussed the tour, got excited about the work in the studio and what that would mean for us as a band. Releasing a full-length album after all this time would complete the next chapter in our story.
Once it got to ten o’clock, Lex struggled to hide a yawn. “I really should think about going. Where did I leave my Converse?”
I placed a hand on her thigh. “Really? Can’t you stay a bit longer?”
“I have so much to do before I leave tomorrow it isn’t even funny. I haven’t even packed yet.”
“Babe, you’re a pro. Don’t you usually do it in about twenty minutes before you leave?”
She nodded. “I guess I could stay a bit longer.”
Standing up, I held out my hand. “Let’s go upstairs.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Levi, Jude, and Robbie struggling to keep straight faces and holding back comments. Robbie swigged his beer to stop himself from saying anything, and Jude went into the kitchen.
I didn’t care what my bandmates thought was about to happen. I needed some alone time with Lex.
Shutting the door behind us, I grabbed her hips and turned her around to face me. “I’m going to miss you so much.”
She sagged against my chest. “Me too. It feels different going on tour without you.”
I reached around behind her, my fingers finding the knot where she’d tied her dress in place. Working it out, I slipped the dress off her shoulders and stepped back, leaving her standing there in a lacy lilac bra and matching knickers, the silver necklace glinting in the light. Appraising her glorious tits and shapely body, my breath caught in my throat.
Fuck, I love this woman.
Stripping off my t-shirt and jeans, I backed her towards the bed, her knees buckling as they met the edge. She fell onto the duvet, wriggling back up the mattress until her back hit the wall. I crawled towards her, spreading her legs before stroking the material of her panties.
“So wet already,” I rasped, slipping my fingers beneath the lace and circling her clit, watching her draw her bottom lip into her mouth, trying to keep as quiet as she could. Neither of us wanted an audience with their ears cupped to the door.
My dick strained against my boxers, and I knew I had to be inside her. Denying her the pleasure of an orgasm by my fingers, I pulled out, and she hissed in disappointment. I yanked off my shorts, reached out, and opened the draw of my bedside table, grabbing a condom and putting it on.
Lex smirked. “Have you got a whole box in there?”
“Bought them especially for the occasion. It’s been a while.” Lifting my chin, I looked straight into her eyes while I dragged her knickers down her legs and threw them to one side. Repeating the move with her bra, I marvelled at her once again, revelling in her fully naked.
Without another word, I moved above her, adopting a classic vanilla missionary position. Slowly, I placed my tip at her entrance, gently thrusting bit by bit. It was the polar opposite to our night of wild, reckless abandonment in the hotel, more intense and more of an emotional connection, our gazes locked on each other. My thrusts became more controlled, each one designed to give Lex as much pleasure as I could. Her hand flew to cover her mouth, and I knew it was to keep from crying out. Lex lifted her hips, allowing me deeper access and it was all I could do to keep from shooting my load. We moved together, knowing each other so well, knowing what made the other come undone.
I don’t ever want this to end.
CHAPTER26
Alexis
Nothing had preparedme for going on tour with Arlo Carmichael and The Dicers.
