Page 28 of Lexi Lets Go

She laughed.

"What on earth are you laughing at?" he asked, then lightly bit her nipple.

"Just that this is real. This. This is happening. I never could have dreamed of it. And if I could have, it wouldn't have held a candle to you, the actual you, in my bed."

"Get in this bed with me," he said as he yanked her down, pulling her on top of him. And at that, all the humor and everything else left her head. Burned away by the feel of his erection between her legs only separated by two thin pieces of fabric. He rolled her onto her back and knelt between her legs. His hands traced her plush thighs. She reached her own hands up, running them over his chest and arms and all the tattoos that covered them. Bending back down he caged her with his arms on either side and kissed her. Hard. This kiss was filled with passion. More passion than any of the previous kisses. She ran her hands up and down his back, feeling his muscles shift as his body moved.

He moved his hand down over her breast and plucked the nipple to a peak, licking it as he did. His hand kept moving south over the mound of her belly until he was cupping her sex. He ground his palm into her clit. Even with his hand on the outside of her underwear, she worried she might just come right there on the spot.

He grabbed the elastic of her underwear and pulled. She shifted her hips so he could guide them down. Then he sat up between her legs and pushed them wide. Lexi watched as he looked at her, licking his lips. She gasped as he traced a finger down her seam. He looked up at her, making eye contact as he pushed his fingers into her folds, dipping in and out until he moved to her clit and rubbed a small circle. She moaned, already feeling an orgasm building inside.

One finger slid inside while his other hand was still slowly working her clit. Holy fuck. Then he slid in two, then three. He found this spot inside and her whole body convulsed. The press there started to increase, and she couldn't stop herself. She started moving against his hand, grinding on them. Then she felt it, the orgasm that had been building inside of her came tearing through her. She cried out and he was there. Working her through every wave, bringing her more pleasure than she had ever felt.

When she finally came down, he looked at her and licked his fingers. "Has anyone ever told you how pretty you are when you come?"

Lexi shook her head. There were still no words to be found.

"Well, that's a damn shame. Ya know what else is a damn shame, I won't be able to see you come this time." At that he lowered his mouth and kissed her seam. He pressed a gentle kiss before holding her open with his hands and licking her slowly from her entrance all the way up to that little bundle of nerves. The feeling set her on fire. The magnetism between them was powerful, but this was pure lust. This was someone who knew what he was doing, and Lexi was going to come again soon. She could already feel it building deep inside of her.

He licked her slowly once more. Then he slid two fingers inside of her working her like he had, finding the precise spot that had made her moan previously. His tongue began working small circles around her clit and she began to rock against his mouth. She couldn’t seem to help herself. He growled and pulled his fingers out of her and then wrapped his arms around her thighs and roughly pulled her down the bed, just a little bit, enough to surprise her. He didn't let go, holding her firm and still, his fingers digging in the softness of her inner thighs. He was in total control and Lexi was just about to lose herself again. She reached down and fisted her hand in his hair holding him close to her. He sucked her clit into his mouth and that was enough to send her hurdling over the edge. She cried out and convulsed as he continued to lick her. Finally, she pushed his head away and laid panting on the bed.

"Holy crap, that was incredible," she said breathlessly.

Liam crawled up the bed until he was right next to her. He gathered her onto his chest and stroked her hair. Closing her eyes, Lexi thanked whatever force on this earth that had made this possible. This kind of thing didn’t happen to her. It just didn't. Yet here she was in her own bed, with Liam James who gave her two of the best orgasms she has ever had. And what was even weirder than that was how normal it all felt. How comfortable she felt with him.

"What are you thinking?" He asked lightly, stroking her arms.

"Just how unreal this all seems," she said. No use trying to hide it or be coy. Being coy had never been her style anyway. "I woke up yesterday and went into the diner like it was any other day, and then today, here I am. This isn’t the kind of thing that generally happens to me. I don’t quite know how to take all of it."

"I hear ya. These types of things don't happen to me either," he said.

Turning, Lexi rested her chin on her hand that was laying across her chest. "You mean you don't hook up with small town inn managers everywhere you go?"

"No. Actually, this is a first for me," he said, amusement seeping into his voice and a slow smile creeping across his face. Not the public smile, given she loved that one too, but so did millions of other people. This smile she hadn't seen before. It felt like it was just for her. "I know I have this reputation of being a sexually fluid playboy... and while I can't really disagree, it's just not really who I am anymore."

"The sexually fluid or the playboy part?" Lexi asked, trying to make him laugh.

"Oh no, I'm still sexually fluid. I claim to be bi, or maybe pan. But really, sexuality and who I’m attracted to varies so much from person to person, it's hard to pin down. It’s about the person, not the gender. That's one of the reasons I refuse to talk about it. Number one, because it is nobody's business who I sleep with, but also because I'm not really about labeling it. "

He had been lazily stroking her arm this whole time. While she hadn't known that about him, it wasn't really a surprise. He kind of had that aura about him and one of the headlines she saw when she did that short google search addressed his sexuality and past sexual partners. That was the one that made her stop searching. That information shouldn't just be there for anyone to find. It was personal.

"But the playboy part is one I'm not anymore. I was, believe me. I had my fair share of partners and places. I like sex, and I enjoyed it with many people. I don't regret or feel shame for any of that. I do regret that sometimes being with me can bring people scrutiny or attention they didn't want. That's why I stopped. I live a crazy life and I just don't want to bring anyone into the tornado that is Liam James. Believe it or not, I haven't had sex in over a year."

"Really? I mean, I haven't either, but we lead very different lives," she said, sounding a little surprised.

"That we do." He kissed her temple and breathed her in.

"Can I ask you something?" She asked.

"Anything."

"Why are you telling me all this? I mean, I appreciate it. I'm enjoying my time getting to know you. But you just told me you are a private person because of your past, yet we’ve known each other for two days and you just told me all of that. I could run and tell TMZ."

"But you wouldn't," he said so surely.

"You're right, I absolutely would not. But how are you so sure?"

"I just feel it. I haven't felt the level of attraction I feel for you in a very long time. And if I'm being honest, it feels different than anything I’ve ever felt before. I don't really know how to describe it."

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