Page 26 of Loving Lex

I knew in that moment she wasn’t talking about physically hurting her—I think we both knew that would never happen. She was letting me in emotionally and asking me to not break her heart. I couldn’t promise that, but I wouldn’t do anything to cause her intentional pain. That, I could promise. “Never.”

My answer must’ve been good enough for her because she nodded and relaxed back on her pillow, her eyes locked on mine.

I leaned in and pressed another kiss to her leg then her open pussy. I took my time, making love to her with my mouth. I wanted her in the palm of my hand. I wanted her at my mercy. I wanted her to be mine.

True to her word, she kept her eyes on mine as she writhed, even though they slid to half-mast. “Oh, God... Oh, God... Oh, Lex...” She moaned and bucked beneath me, her hands clutching the sheets. “Fuck. I’m gonna—I’m so close.Please.”

I added two fingers and sucked her clit with a bit more force and that was enough.

Her keening cries ricocheted off the walls as she came hard and fast, those feral green eyes locked on mine.

I’d never seen anything so fucking hot in my life.

I pressed one more kiss to her thigh as she came down, then rolled to lie beside her.

She faced me with a grin. “I think that makes Shay: two, Lex: zero. The scales are feeling very unbalanced about now.”

I grinned back. “Well, you could look at it as Lex: two and Shay: zero. I think I’m doing a pretty fan-fucking-tastic job.”

She giggled. “That you are. Don’t get a big head about it.”

“Too late.” I propped my head in my hands and stared up at the ceiling like a cocky bastard who’d just made a girl come like a phenom.

“Huh.” She snaked her little hand down the front of my jeans, grabbing my rock-hard cock through my boxer briefs as she straddled my lap. “Let’s just see what we can do to even the score then.”

Shoving clothing out of the way, I clenched my jaw as she moved against me. “Are we keeping score?”

“Did I tell you I was also a bit competitive?” she whispered.

I flipped us so I had her pinned, making her gasp. “Another fun fact?”

She smiled up at me. “Yep.”

“Should keep things interesting, Duchess.” I nudged her with my hips. “Are you sure you want this?”

She ran a hand down my back to my ass. “Tell me something real,” she whispered instead of answering.

A hundred thoughts ran through my head. A thousand things I could tell her that she would probably accept. I gave her the realest one I had and prayed it wouldn’t ruin the mood.

“My brother, Stone,” I pushed out. “He was murdered.”

Her eyes went from lust-filled to shocked. “Oh, God. Lex.” She ran a hand along my cheek. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

“No, it’s not,” she said. “What happened? When?”

“Shhh,” I said, running a finger over her lips. “Later, Duchess.” I followed my finger with my mouth, teasing her. “Right now, all I want is you.”

“Lex—”

I kissed her soundly, tasting the words she wanted to say, my gut twisting with the realness. When she drew back and looked into my eyes, searching, it was clear we both knew we’d crossed some kind of invisible line.

She finally nodded, acceptance mixing with emotion and worry in her green gaze as she reached up to caress my face. That one touch seared me to the core.

She twisted to open her nightstand drawer and rifle around, turning back with a small foil packet and emotional eyes. If I took that condom from her, there was no going back.

I leaned down and kissed her hard.

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