“Tate…,” I whispered.
His hands skimmed down my naked body slowly, torturing me while I kept undoing his shirt. Pushing it down his arms, I let it drop to the floor as I brought my hands to his belt. He cupped my ass cheeks with both hands, pushing me against him. My eyes rolled back in my head when my clit collided with the fly of his pants. I moved back just a nudge.
“No, no, you’re going to be naked when you seduce me,” I warned him.
He took a step back so he was out of my reach. I pouted, but then my face broke into a smile when he took off his belt, then pushed down his pants along with his boxers. I sucked in a breath when I took in the size of him. Oh wow.
I was still on my knees, watching him hungrily. Leaning forward, I grasped at his thigh, pulling him closer to me until he was within my reach. I clasped my fingers around his cock, moving my hand up and down. He groaned, tipping his head back. I swiped my tongue over the tip, making him moan again. It filled me with satisfaction that I could please him and tease him at the same time. I moved my mouth up and down, along with my hand. When my mouth reached the tip, I clasped my hand around the base. I glanced up at him and found him staring straight down at me, a hungry look in his eyes. Wrapping a hand in my hair, he guided my movements, moving his hips slightly too. I couldn’t get enough.
“Touch yourself, Lexi. I want to see you,” he commanded.
Hearing those words alone made me wet.
His tone was always brimming with authority, but now it sounded downright dominating. I parted my thighs wider, bringing my hand to my clit. A shudder of pleasure went through me, and I groaned against his cock. He pulled back the next second, lifting me until we were eye to eye.
I blinked, confused. “Why did you do that? I wasn’t done.”
He didn’t say anything, just curved his mouth in a half smile before kissing the side of my neck. He slid his hand down between my breasts, straight to my pussy, and when his finger nudged my clit, I bucked my hips forward, slamming into him, trapping his erection between us. A groan tore from his throat.
My inner muscles were pulsing, hungry for him. Then he kissed me again, even deeper, even faster than before. His erection rocked between us. He cupped himself, driving it up and down my clit, sending shiver after shiver through my body.
“This is too much,” I whispered while he kissed down my neck. Pushing me down on my back, he continued kissing the side of my body as if he intended to explore every inch of me.
“I need you to be ready,” he growled. He moved upward, and then he reached my breasts and clamped his lips around the peak. I was so sensitive that I felt the flick of his tongue over my nipple as if he’d licked my clit. I threw my head back, and a groan reverberated through me.
“I’m ready,” I said.
He looked at me with a lazy smile. I braced myself as I felt his hand rest on my folds, rubbing up and down. When he pressed his thumb against my clit, my thigh shook. An intense pulse of pleasure rocked me. The next thing I knew, he slid two fingers inside me, moving them in the same rhythm as his tongue around my nipple. If I thought he was driving me crazy before, it was nothing compared to now. I couldn’t breathe past the tension forming inside me. I was going to explode. I was sure of it.
He brought his lips to my ear. “I’m going to make you come like this, and then I’ll give you my cock, but not before you come, understood?”
“Yes,” I said. My voice was so breathy that I wasn’t sure if he heard me.
Then he clasped his mouth over mine again and curved his fingers inside me at the same time that he flicked my clit with his thumb. I came so hard that my whole body shuddered. A loud groan tore from me, but he silenced it by holding his mouth over mine, kissing me through my orgasm. Pleasure rippled through me, and the small aftershocks of the orgasm lasted longer than a few seconds.
Fluttering my eyes open, I found him looking at me.
“Now I want to make you mine, Lexi. All mine.”
He leaned sideways, taking the condom from the nightstand. Ripping the foil, he put it on before settling between my legs. I gasped when I felt his tip push inside me. My inner muscles were still pulsing. I felt like I was going to fall apart from so much pleasure, just from feeling him slide inside me inch by inch.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” he moaned into my ear, moving his hips faster and faster, burrowing his head in my neck.
I’d never felt this way—utterly and completely owned. He didn’t just have my body and my pleasure. He had all of me.
Without warning, he turned us around so we were lying on our sides, legs intertwined. I pushed myself up a little, meeting his thrusts with mine.
I loved this position. I felt him so deep that I wasn’t sure I could bear it. He captured my mouth, flicking his thumb over my clit, making this even more intense for me. I’d never felt pleasure like this. It was overwhelming feeling him inside me, his cock pulsing, his tongue caressing mine, his thumb over my clit. I wasn’t going to last. I needed my release, and I knew without a doubt that it was going to be shattering.
I felt him pulse inside me even more as I succumbed to my orgasm. Once again, he captured my mouth, drowning my sounds of pleasure and giving me his own too. We climaxed hard, a roaring sound reverberating from his chest and through his body. We both thrust and undulated our hips until we were spent.
When I blinked my eyes open, I looked at him lazily, taking in those sexy muscles. Pushing myself to one side, I propped my head on my hand, glancing from his shoulder down to his ass, then back up. He attempted to come closer, but I scooted even farther back.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Adding some distance. It’s the only way I can take in this holy hotness.”
He threw his head back, laughing and revealing his neck. I took advantage of the fact that he was unprepared and leaned forward, kissing his Adam’s apple before retreating to my original position. He straightened up, looking at me with a playful twinkle in his eyes. I liked seeing him like this, completely relaxed with a huge smile on his face.
“Last time you had me here in your shirt, and now I’m naked. You have a strange power over me, Mr. Maxwell.”
The playfulness in his eyes turned to scorching-hot intensity as he came closer, and this time I didn’t pull back. He put an arm around my waist, pulling me flush against him. “Next time, I’m going to do even more,” he said in a delicious voice full of promise.
My heart somersaulted. Next time. There’s going to be a next time. I swallowed hard, trailing my fingers from his shoulder down to his arm. “I should go. It’s late.”
“Lexi, whatever this is, I don’t want to end it.” He brought his hand to my jaw, cupping it and tilting my head so I was looking straight at him. He trapped my gaze with his.
My heart was beating faster. “Well, when you get all bossy,” I whispered playfully, “how can I not agree with you? I don’t want it to end either. “
I wasn’t sure I could pierce this armor he had around himself, but even so, I couldn’t say no to him. I wanted to explore whatever this was.
His lips tilted up in a smile, but his gaze was still intense.
“Good.” Getting out of the bed, he took off the condom and went to the bathroom.
I sighed, staring after him. Who could resist the sight of those sexy buttocks? I definitely couldn’t.
He came back with a wet cloth. I blushed, taking it from him and cleaning myself up as he sat down on the bed next to me. “Sleep here.”
“I don’t think it’s a good idea. It could get confusing for Paisley.”
“Then stay for a while longer.”
I smiled, lying back on the bed. “I could stay a while longer. It all depends on you.”
He wiggled his eyebrows. “Challenge accepted.”
“Are you sure? You’re the one who’s got to be in top shape in the morning. Paisley and I can have fun even if I’m sleepy.”
He groaned. “Don’t remind me about tomorrow. Let’s focus on tonight. It’s all about you.”
I lay back down on one side, smiling up at him but feeling a bit self-conscious that I was naked, which was ridiculous. But now that the hormonal craze was out of my system, I remembered that my thighs and ass were a tad too big for my liking. I tried to pull the bedsheet up to my middle.
Tate cocked a brow. “What are you doing?”
“Covering up my ass,” I blurted.
Oh my God. Why did I say that? Body insecurities were not sexy.
He tilted closer, a deep sound reverberating in his throat. “Lexi, you’re fucking beautiful. Don’t doubt that.”
I pressed my lips together, giving him a small smile.
Narrowing his eyes, he peeled the sheet off me, skimming his lips up my belly.
“What’s the plan, mister?” I whispered.
“I’m going to show you how sexy you are to me.”
“And how will you do that?”
“I’ll worship every inch of your body.” Goose bumps broke out on my belly. I smiled, trailing my fingers along his right shoulder. His voice was in a lower octave when he added, “Every. Single. Inch.”
It was nearly two o’clock in the morning when I finally arrived home. I was smiling from as I stepped inside my apartment. Not even bothering to take a shower, I dropped my clothes next to my bed and slid under the covers. I reached for my phone before I forgot to set the alarm again. To my surprise, he’d texted me.
Tate: Tell me when you’re home. I want to know you’re safe.
Grinning, I replied.
Lexi: I’m home. I slipped under the covers.
Tate: I wish I were there with you.
My heart gave a mighty sigh, and I knew he’d only just begun making me swoon.
Tate: I can’t stop thinking about you.
My body was sizzling again. My heart rate intensified.
Lexi: I can’t stop thinking about you either.
It was the truth, and I didn’t like playing games. Tonight had been incredible.
Tate: I can’t wait to see you tomorrow morning.
Lexi: I hope I won’t oversleep.
Tate: Then I’ll stay longer and wait for you.
Lexi: That’s how much you want to see me?
Tate: Oh no. I want to do a lot more. Kiss you, take your clothes off, but I also like seeing you. My mornings are better after that.
I laughed, intending to tease him, but then I stopped because what if he was serious? His gran had said something similar, so there had to be a seed of truth in it.
I dropped the phone to one side, pushing the pillow against my face. My belly was full of flutters, and I couldn’t believe it.
I didn’t know what to do with this longing I had for him. It wasn’t purely physical either. I liked talking to him, being with him, laughing with him. But he still had scars from his divorce, and I wasn’t sure he could do anything more than a fling.
I pulled the covers up to my chin. Enjoy how he makes you feel, Lexi. I placed a hand over my chest, smiling. Even if I could forget that he was hot as sin and kissed deliciously, I couldn’t ignore the way he made me feel.
Oh, Tate. What are you doing to me?
