Page 15 of Loving Lex

Walk away, Lex.

I wasn’t good at following orders.

“I’d never hurt you,” I whispered.

“That remains to be seen,” she murmured as she fisted my shirt and pulled me closer.

I pinned her against the doorjamb, feeling all her softness mold to me.Fuck, what was I doing?I forked my hands through her hair at her jaw, my thumbs brushing her bare, full lips. Our breath mingled, her chest heaving against mine, making me instantly and painfully hard. I had no business touching her, especially after the night she’d had, but she’d pulledmein, and fuck if I hadn’t wanted to touch her since the moment I’d laid eyes on her. Now, instinct had taken over, and the soft whimper she gave when I lowered my face to hers only intensified the need coursing through me.

“Ride with me,” I said against her lips, tasting the beer on her breath as she exhaled.

“Is that a question?”

“No.” My eyes roamed her face. “But I’ll say please if you need me to.”

A tiny smirk pulled at her eyes. “Because you want to fuck me?”

“Do I need to give you a ride to fuck you?”

“Who said you’re fucking me at all?” she countered though her shallow breathing and the rapid staccato of her pulse certainly said otherwise.

I let one hand slide from her jaw to her throat to just graze her beaded nipple, biting back a moan as a new fiery trail of lust shot straight to my cock. “Is that a challenge?”

Her voice became whispery soft. “No.”

She was a liar and we both knew it. Just to prove my point, my fingers kept trailing down, down, down... over the sensitive inner flesh of her arm, across her ribs, abs, down her thigh to reach the edge of the flowy little dress she was wearing.

I glanced into her hooded eyes as she bit the edge of her bottom lip. She actually wanted this, and fuck if I could deny her. “Duchess?” I pushed through my teeth.

“Shut up,” she breathed.

She didn’t stop me as I slid my hand under the hem of her dress. Slowly. So slowly. Until I found lace.

She sucked in a quivering breath, her eyes sliding closed, her hands gripping my biceps now, as we stood against her open door, where anyone could have seen us.

Fuck.

Fuck.

I leaned in, brushing my lips over the shell of her ear as my fingertips grazed the dampness of her lace-covered pussy. “Please ride with me, Duchess. I want you to be safe.”

“Oh, God...”

I dipped one finger under her panties to find her slick, bald, and wet. Soaking wet. I groaned.

“Ask me—” She sucked in a breath. Clutched me harder. “Ask me nicely.”

Fucking woman. I had my hand in her panties, and she was still trying to one-up me. I spun her around so her ass cradled my cock and she faced the door.

She gasped, flipping her head around to face me over her shoulder. “Lex—”

She stopped talking when I snaked my hand around and back under her dress, shoving two fingers in her pussy. “I saidplease,” I managed to growl against her ear.

“Holy—fuuuuuck,” she moaned loud and long, grinding down on my hand like she hadn’t been fucked in way too long.

I used my thumb to stroke her clit and sucked on her neck hard enough to leave a mark. Her orgasm built quickly, her body trembling as I added a third finger and mock fucked her ass with my raging hard-on.

“That’s it, Shay baby,” I whispered to her, my voice gritty. “Come for me. Come hard.”

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