Page 38 of Lexi Lets Go

"I don't want this to sound all poor me. I know myself, I love myself and my body, but I can’t, for the life of me, figure out what is going on here."

"Well, that isn't exactly what someone likes to hear after giving you an orgasm, but I get it." He leaned forward, his legs tangling with hers in the bathtub. Raising his hand out of the water he cupped her face. "I don't know what this is either, but I feel this draw to you. I want to know you; I want to know all about you. I am insanely attracted to you. In the beginning of my career, I was taken advantage of a couple times by older women, I clearly have a type." he said with a wink. "Because of those experiences, both with women and men, I learned to check for the signs of people wanting something from me or wanting to be with me for proximity to fame and the bullshit that goes with it. You don't seem interested in any of that."

"I mean I'm not gonna lie, being with a rock star is pretty amazing..." she said with a grin. At that, he grabbed her sides and tickled her, causing more water to slosh out of the tub. "Hey now! As manager of this inn, I can’t allow you to make such a mess of this bathroom. You’ll be charged for water damage if we don't clean this up,” she said trying to hold back her giggles.

"Well, we can't have that. Let's move this to the other room." Pulling the plug, he stood, water running in rivulets down his shoulders and over the tattoos on his chest, and cock, which was mere inches from her face. She was frozen with lust. She wanted to reach out and touch him. Before she could, he stepped out of the tub, slipped into a towel, and mopped up the mess they had made. He helped her stand and then reached for one of the inn’s amazing soft robes and held it open for her.

"That’s not going to fit me," she said

"Just trust me," he said, helping her into the robe. Which surprisingly slid right on. As she stepped out, she tied the robe easily around her.

"Did you get one of the bigger robes? You have to request these," she said shocked.

"I told you I was going to spoil you until I have to leave, this is only part of it.... but I must admit, I am looking forward to the other part." He slipped his arms around her middle and pulled her in close. A small gasp escaped her lips as he did. His arms wound around her, holding her to him. She looked up and cupped his face, his very handsome face, trying to memorize it. The memory of these past couple days would help to get her through the lonely moments of her life.

He smiled back at her. The small smile, the Liam Sheffield smile. The one meant only for her, from the real man in front of her. It broke her heart a bit. When she got glimpses like this, it made her want to keep him here, even though it wasn't a possibility. Going up slightly on her toes, she kissed him, fisting her hand into his hair she claimed his mouth. He opened to her willingly. And there was that feeling, the magical zing that existed between them.

Breaking their kiss, he led her to the bed. She lay down as Liam went around the room lighting candles.

"Candles are still against inn policy," she said with a sultry smile.

"I'm willing to risk it." Looking at her, he pulled the edge of the towel and it dropped to the floor. She gazed at his lean, muscular build. Tattoos covered his shoulders and chest, down his stomach to his cock which was already hard. "Are you ready?"

"Get over here," she said.

He crawled up the bed until he was kneeling before her. Her robe was still loosely tied shut and he pulled at the belt. Opening it he looked at her with a look that was almost reverent. "You are so beautiful, Lexi. I hope you know that."

Slipping her arms from the robe, she ran her hands over her breasts and bit her lower lip. At the moment he lost whatever ounce of control he was holding onto and pounced on her. Good. She wanted him to be as lost with lust as she was. Pressing her into the mattress, he kissed her. This kiss was a lust drunk mess of teeth and lips and tongues spurred on by pure desire. His hands explored her body, roaming over all the hills and valleys, paying special attention to her breasts. He started kissing down her neck and massaged her breast, plucking the nipple to a peak. His mouth found the other nipple, licking and sucking as he went. She moaned and arched her back when he bit down. The shock of that little pinch rippled through her body.

"Liam, please," she begged.

"Please what?"

"Please, I need you inside of me, right now."

Reaching over into the drawer beside the bed he pulled out a condom. He ripped it open with his teeth and then rolled it down his cock. His hands slipped over her thighs and between her folds. Filling her with his finger, she cried out. He swept up until his finger found the sensitive bud and swirled around it. She was embarrassingly close to coming just from that contact, then suddenly he pulled his hand away and laid over her, positioning his cock at her entrance. Pushing in he filled her, and she clung to his back. Even though her slippery core offered little resistance, the stretch she felt as he slid in made her whimper.

"You feel amazing," he said as he rocked inside of her. He kissed her mouth, her jaw, her ears and her neck. She began to move with him. He changed his position, so he was more upright, then he put his hand in the crook of her knees and pushed them up. He continued to move, his eyes watching where their bodies met.

Lexi moved her hand down her body and started to rub her clit while he moved inside of her. His eyebrow cocked, still gazing at their connection. He hit that spot deep inside of her and she cried out. Her fingers worked faster as he began to fuck her in earnest. He was no longer gently rocking into her; he was picking up speed and fucking her hard as he hit that spot over and over.

She saw stars behind her eyes as her entire body pulsed with pleasure. Her hand had fallen away but he was still there chasing his own desire. Then he stiffened and gave two last thrusts before grunting and collapsing on top of her. They both lie there sweaty and panting trying to come back to each other. Pulling out, he kissed her. It was the sweetest barely there kiss in comparison to what they had just done. It pulled at her heart that was already dangerously close to caring too much for this man.

He excused himself and went to the bathroom to clean up and take care of the condom. She then went to the bathroom. When she came back, he was laid back on his bed, still naked strumming on his guitar. Fuck. She was done for.

Chapter15

Liam

Their eyes locked as she stood there in the doorway of the bathroom. Her robe was tied loosely round her, her hair looked a mess, and the flush of her orgasm lingered on her cheeks. In that moment, he wished things could be different. If he could be here with her and still be who he needed to be for his fans and for everyone who depended on him as Liam James, he would do it, no matter how hard it was. He was so fucking drawn to this woman standing before him. It was nothing he had ever experienced before.

Yes, he had been in love before, many times. Liam loved love. It was part of what made him such a good artist, those emotions lived right under the surface. It was easy to be overtaken by them, but he also got to get lost in the good ones. And right now, looking at this woman he didn't want to fight the wave of love that was coming, but he knew she deserved better than the life he could give her right now. She deserved more than living in the fishbowl of public scrutiny, and that was all he had to offer. But fuck... if ever there was a person, he would give it all up for, she would be it.

He stopped strumming his guitar and patted the bed next to him.

"What are you playing?" She asked.

"I'm just messing around. You have my creative juices flowing,” he said. She had no idea how long those creative juices had been gone and the fact that he could feel a song coming was like manna from heaven. And it was all thanks to this connection.

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