Page 77 of Sweet on You
He groaned, then scooped me into his arms and carried me to the couch with an ease that caught me off guard. “I can make that work,” he said, setting me down carefully.
Curling his fingers into my yoga pants, he tugged them down past my knees and I swallowed another moan. “What about Olivia?” I whispered.
“She’s asleep in her travel crib and she can’t get out of it. Plus, the monitor is on. I’ll hear if she needs me.”
That was good enough for me… I wasn’t about to argue. Lex pressed my knees open and pushed my panties to the side, sliding a finger deep inside of me without hesitation. I gasped, the small of my back arching off the couch as his thumb found my clit, circling in rapid, soft movements.
A moan stuck to the back of my throat, and I bit my lip to stifle the sound. I watched him between my legs, an entirely new sensation gripping me—he was an absolutely beautiful man. The toned muscles in his arms rippled as he worked his magic on my clit. He made my knees tremble, and I ached to run my fingernails across those heavily defined lines of his biceps.
He removed his mouth from me and slid up my body as I tore the t-shirt from his torso, discarding it onto the floor. He kissed me again and I could taste remnants of myself on his lips. It was the sort of kiss that went deep, and left me breathless, craving more. We were nothing but a tangle of hands and tongues, teeth and lips as I fumbled with the button of his jeans and shoved them down to his thighs, palming his thick, heavy cock. A groan tore from his throat and he dove his face into my neck as I stroked him from root to tip.
Shoving his hand into his pocket, he pulled out his wallet and clumsily found a condom inside. He tore it open with his teeth and I grabbed it from him, sliding it down the length of his dick. “Fuck, Ronnie,” he whispered into my neck. “I want you.” His voice was rougher than gravel. “I’ve wanted you from the moment we first met on your doorstep two years ago.”
My core was throbbing as he wedged his hips between my spread legs, his cock harder and thicker than before, and he plunged inside of me. His mouth covered mine as I cried out, his kiss swallowing my moans. Each hurried thrust made the world around me fade more and more. All I could see was his hooded gaze and molten blue eyes, staring at me with an intensity that deepened my rapture.
He buried himself inside of me. While the other night was tender and full of long, thoughtful moments, this was raw, unbridled passion. Like a hurricane of fury, he slammed into me with increasing speed and intensity, and I met each one of his thrusts by pulling my hips harder down onto his cock.
Each kiss was bruising and deep, taking what he wanted, what he needed—which happened to be just what I needed and wanted, too.
I had completely forgotten how amazing a night like this could be. The frenzy; the carnal lust and intoxicating high of being so desired by someone that they needed your body and soul right there and then.
I was so close to coming, I could feel my legs quivering beneath his body. With trembling muscles, Lex pushed higher onto his arms and reached between us to stroke my clit, and that was all it took to kick me over the edge.
My lungs were on fire as I gasped for breath, and pinpricks floated in my vision as my body shattered into orgasm. His furious thrusts lost their rhythmic balance and descended into sporadic, uneven motions as he grunted, jerking inside me. As he came, he gripped the back of my neck and pulled my mouth to his in a final, intense kiss.
We laid there on the couch for a couple of minutes, our clothes not entirely on or off, our hair disheveled, panting as silently as we could and staring into each other’s eyes as I threaded my fingers through his hair.
His thumbnail brushed over my bottom lip as a smiled tugged his mouth higher toward his exhausted eyes. “Thank you for coming tonight. You’re right that I probably would have figured something out eventually, but it made it so much easier and… morefunwith you by my side.”
Pushing onto my elbows, I stretched forward and pressed my lips to his, gliding my tongue along the seam of his mouth. “Itwasfun. She’s an amazing little girl. She’s smart and sweet and beautiful and friendly. Not many fifteen-month-olds can run up to a bunch of new kids in a playground and make friends immediately.”
He chuckled, burying his nose briefly in my neck once more. “Oh, you have to say that.”
I shook my head. “I really don’t. I’ve never been a good bullshitter. And if I was searching for something nice to say, I would have kept it simple… like, just that she’s beautiful. Which is true… but there’s so much more to her little personality.”
He sighed, but was still smiling as he pushed up to a seated position, tugging his shirt back on over his head. “She really opened up with the other kids at the playground. But she’s guarded with adults. Not even just me… she seems wary of almost everyone but her grandmother and grandfather.”
I sat up, too, straightening my shirt and reaching for my yoga pants, pulling them back on. “That might not be such a bad thing, you know?”
“True.” He reached over and tugged on my hair playfully. “I know someone else who’s guarded, too, and she turned out just fine.”
I rolled my eyes, laughing. “Exactly. Maybe it’s not the worst thing having some walls up.”
He nodded, not taking his eyes off me. “As long as she knows to eventually lower a drawbridge for some people.”
I’m falling for you, too. The thought rang in my mind… but I still couldn’t bring myself to say it to him. Even if it was the truth. I swallowed, but it was thick and went down like molasses. Clearing my throat, I dropped my gaze to my hands and stood. “And it could be a very good thing—she could be more aware of stranger danger than any other kids because of it.”
Lex sighed, the moment between us vaporizing. “True,” he said. “Especially after that weird man in the park, it’s comforting to know she’s not the type to go up to strangers. Not that I have a huge reference for this sort of thing. But even still… at the park, the other kids would smile at us and wave if they walked by with their parents. And she… didn’t. She held our hands. Glanced around, but huddled closer to us as she passed other adults.”
I didn’t want to push… but I was curious. “What’s her relationship like with her mother? Does shehavea relationship with her?”
He winced at the mention of his ex. “Honestly, I don’t know. I only met Olivia after Sarah was indicted. But if I had to guess, Sarah was probably in and out of her life. It seems like her grandparents have raised her so far, and that her mum’s been on and off the wagon several times.”
The knot in my stomach twisted, widening. I wanted to know more about Sarah. But I hated that she was going to be part of Lex’s life from now on. And by proxy, my life… if Lex and I stayed together. “Well, then, that would make sense as to why Olivia was so guarded. If she never felt her mother was a consistent presence, maybe that’s seeping in somehow?”
“She never calls out for her mother,” he added quietly with a sigh. “I think it’s going to be a long road getting her to understand I’m her daddy.”
“Maybe. But maybe not. She knows the concept of what a father is. With all her books, many of the characters have mommiesanddaddies. She’s a smart kid… she’ll get it.”
