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“Come here,” I whispered and his eyes flared.
The bed dipped under his weight as he climbed on, his irises blazing in the dull light. My breath seized in my chest as he hovered just above me, my peaked nipples grazing sensitively across his chest. Our lips found each other again, and I let my hands explore his body, moving down his chest, over his toned abdomen, and slipping into his underwear. He groaned into my mouth as I stroked his hard length. A wave of aching need swept through me. He pulled back a fraction and said, “If you keep doing that, this is going to be over before it even starts.”
I smiled against his lips. “Do you have a…”
He nodded, reaching for his wallet and pulling out a condom. I took it from him before pushing on his chest for him to lie back.The tendons in his neck became strained as I kissed my way down the length of his torso before curling my fingers into the elastic waistband. He lifted for me, and I tugged his underwear all the way down, tossing them with the rest of our discarded clothes.
I stroked him leisurely, taking my time and admiring his fully naked form as he watched me with hooded eyes. I tore the condom wrapper apart between my teeth, our eyes locked together as I rolled it over him slowly. His cock twitched and a throaty rumble came from deep within his chest. I knew he’d reached his limit.
His hands gripped my waist almost painfully as he flipped me onto my back. He used his knees to part my legs and lined himself up at my entrance. My heart was pounding as he leaned down and kissed me for a few minutes longer until I was panting with need. Slowly, deliciously, he slid inside, inch by inch, stopping when he reached the hilt.
I watched his eyes squeeze shut as a raw, breathless groan escaped his throat. My head fell back, and I moaned his name, savoring the stretching sensation.My hands moved over his broad shoulders and down the muscles of his back, holding him to me. I needed him to move before I combusted.
“Lex…” I pleaded, starting to move my hips, but he pinned them down, not letting me move an inch.
“Wait,” he said, low in my ear. “It feels too good.” His voice was strained, so I remained still. The only movement was that of our chests rising and falling heavily together. His face was tucked into my neck, and I could hear him mumbling something in Russian.
After a few moments of feeling like I might die if he didn’t start moving soon, he pulled back to look me in the eyes before unleashing his full potential. I held on, digging my fingers into the hard planes of his back as he picked up the pace. He hookedan arm under one of my legs, pushing it up and changing the angle before slamming into me as a ragged moan tore from my throat. He did it again, eliciting the same guttural response.
“Fuck, Hadley,” he groaned. “I think I could come just from hearing the sounds you're making.”
My fingernails dug into his shoulders as I looked up at him. “You like hearing what you do to me.”
He grinned devilishly. “I like watching it more,” he said before slamming into me again, and I cried out.
Lex watched me closely—every flutter of my eyelid, every gasping breath, every tremor coursing through me as he thrust into me over and over. I hooked my other leg around his waist, wanting the feel of his weight on top of me. He knew what I wanted without me having to say it as he lowered himself down until his chest was pressed against mine.
“It used to keep me up at night,” he said as his hands moved continuously over my body, touching, teasing. “Thinking of all the things I want to do to you,” he murmured against my throat.
I took his face in between my hands, shivering at the intensity and raw emotion I saw burning in his eyes. “Show me,” I whispered back. His head suddenly dipped to capture my lips.
It seemed that Lex knew my body better than even I did because every twist and turn, every angle explored, had me engulfed in a sea of ecstasy.
I reached my hands up above my head to push against the headboard, trying to provide resistance as he rocked into me.
He sat up abruptly, gripping his hands tightly around my hips, and lifted them up off the bed before pulling me down onto his hard length as he pushed in deep. The movement caught me by surprise as the mounting pleasure suddenly crescendoed. The tension exploded and I shattered around him, my back arching off the bed. His name came out as a strangled moan as he continued pumping into me.
As I floated down from the highest peak, my body was pulsating with pleasure as I gazed up at his beautiful body still pushing into me. He was in rapture watching our joined pelvises and his breathing became more labored. It wasn’t long until his movements became jerkier, and he sucked in a sharp breath before collapsing on top of me with one final stroke, groaning into my neck.
We lay together, still joined, waiting for our breathing to slow. I stroked my fingers up and down his spine. My body felt languid and incredibly satiated. He rolled onto his side, pulling me close to his chest. He gazed at me for a while, whispering my name as he pushed the hair out of my face.
I felt a tear escape from the tenderness of the moment. My emotional scale wasn’t even registering. His forehead wrinkled as he swiped the tear away with his fingertips. He propped himself up on his elbow, his eyes searching my face. “Tell me you’re okay,” he said, concern plainly on his features.
“Better than okay,” I breathed. “That was… you were… it was incredible,” I rambled, unable to form a coherent thought.
Amusement played across his lips. “I thought so, too.”
I let my fingertips drift across his neck. “So does that mean you’re ready for round two?” I asked, my body somehow already aching for more.
He grinned, his eyes moving tenderly across my face. “Three and four as well.”
Chapter 24
There was a knock at my door the next morning as Lex and I were sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee. I got up and opened it to find Garrett standing there. He looked at me briefly before his eyes moved to Lex, who had walked up behind me with his rumpled hair and naked torso, looking like morning-after sex. He was leaning against the wall, casually sipping coffee while staring down Garrett.
“I just came to say goodbye,” he said to me, refusing to acknowledge the man hovering just behind me.
“Okay," I said, feeling unbelievably awkward. "Goodbye, Garrett."