Page 48 of The Maxwell Brothers
“You do love your dancing, huh?”
“Yeah, but I was wearing my earbuds because I didn’t want to wake up Paisley.”
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he exclaimed. With a start, I realized my pelvis was pressing against his erection. “You drive me crazy, Lexi.”
I swallowed hard, looking up at him. “You do the same to me.”
He feathered his mouth over mine, leaned in, and fully kissed me. My body was covered in goose bumps by the time he pulled away.
“Tell me to stop,” he said.
“Don’t stop,” I whispered.
“Lexi, tell me to take a step back.”
I shook my head again. “I don’t want you to.”
He groaned, sealing his mouth over mine in a fierce kiss that obliterated every thought. My mind was blissfully blank. I couldn’t think at all. I could only feel his mouth on me, his lips on my own, his tongue coaxing mine.
He moved his hands from the small of my back to my waist. One slid toward my ass, cupping it and pushing my hips even closer into him. I groaned when his erection nudged me. Little tremors shook my body as the aftershock of pleasure reverberated through me. He groaned, deepening the kiss. I was desperate for him, for all the things he could make me feel.
I opened the top button of his shirt, needing to feel skin-on-skin contact, trailing my fingers down to the next button. He covered my hand with his, and I stilled. Heat rushed through me when he pulled back and looked directly at me.
“Are you sure, Lexi?”
I nodded, too desperate for words. I leaned back in to kiss him.
My lips barely brushed his when he took control over the kiss again. This kiss was surreal. It was like learning to breathe again, learning to live, as if I’d been in a sleepy haze until now and this was the first time I truly felt alive. Desire pulsed through my veins—a desperate need for him.
Before I knew what happened, I felt my toes leave the floor. He was lifting me by my bottom. I immediately nestled my feet and ankles under his rear, pressing my inner thighs against historso. He kept kissing me and kissing me, and I lost all sense of time and space, except that we were going up and up.
I tore my mouth from his, looking around us before grinning down at him. “Someone’s super strong, carrying me up the stairs like this,” I whispered, stroking his arms. “It’s sexy.”
“You’re sexy,” he whispered back. His eyes were hazy with lust, just as I imagined mine were.
I realized we’d headed to the same bedroom where I’d slept last time. I lifted a brow. “Why are we here?”
“Because it’s farther away from Paisley’s room. You don’t have to be quiet.”
I licked my lips at the promise in his voice. “I’ll try anyway.”
“You won’t be able to, Lexi. I’ll give you so much pleasure that you’ll lose track of everything—where we are, who you are.”
I pulled him closer to me, undoing the second button of his shirt and then the third one. When he groaned, I looked up in desperation.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“I only have condoms downstairs.”
Jutting out my lower lip, I let my hands drop. “Go,” I said. “I’ll wait for you here.”
With a wolfish grin, he said, “I’ll be quick.”
As soon as he left, I turned to look at the bed, taking off the covers. After a brief minute, I decided to take off my clothes too. He wouldn’t expect it, and I grinned, imagining the expression on his face when he saw me butt naked.
I lay down on the bed in what I hoped was a seductive pose. I was lying on one side, with one leg straight and the other bent. My breath hitched when I heard him come up, and I realized this was it. After tonight, there was no going back. And even though I had no idea where we were heading, I knew I wanted this. I wanted him.
“Lexi, fuck,” he whispered when he came into the room and saw me naked and on display. “You’re so damn beautiful.”
