Page 64 of Midnight Dissonance

Lexi felt his swelling cock against her ass.

And she shifted until she straddled him, not lifting her mouth, even as she gripped his shaft and fit it against her drenched pussy. She was so aroused from the spanking she lowered herself and took him inside with ease.

He tore his mouth away and groaned. “Fuck, lass.”

“I know. You feel so good.”

“I had plans.”

“Just be with me. I need you,” she admitted. It was the most vulnerable she’d allowed herself to be with anyone in years.

He threaded a hand into her hair while the other gripped her burning ass. “And I can’t seem to deny you.”

And then his mouth was on hers as he moved them. She held on and found herself on her back with Josh between her thighs, assuming command.

Lexi wrapped her legs around his waist, and he slid even deeper. He enfolded her in his arms as he thrust. Her hips rocked, meeting his wicked strokes.

Passion exploded between them. They couldn’t get close enough. Their movements grew desperate. Their kisses turned primal.

And Josh turned feral, beating his hips, driving his shaft deep. No one else had ever loved her the way Josh did. As if she were his everything. And it went directly to her heart.

He mattered so much.

Pleasure radiated outward from her core. It curled her toes. She gasped into his mouth. He wasn’t gentle. But gentle wasn’t what either of them needed. It was as if their bodies, their needs even, had been specifically calibrated for the other. She didn’t want to read too deeply into it, but it felt like they were meant for each other.

She knew he was older and more sophisticated. Yet with every torrid kiss, every hammered thrust, any perceived obstacle preventing them from being together long term dissolved as if it never existed.

And her last bit of resistance melted away.

She was all in. But there was no rush either. She wanted to get to know him. She wanted to be traditional and date him. And when her suspension was up at the club was up, she wanted him to collar her. She would wear his collar with pride.

She dug her nails into his back. Her hips gyrated. And their lovemaking turned savage. They couldn’t get close enough. Gripping each other tight, hips beating a rhythm. And she knew this was what it was supposed to be, this soul-deep connection where everything and everyone but him went away.

And through it all, Josh was present. He was as entranced by their connection.

They came together in a blinding, white-hot orgasm that left her sobbing and quaking in his arms.

Josh collapsed on top of her, his powerful form pressing her down into the mattress. His face was buried against her neck. And she clung to him, still connected, unwilling to let him go.

They turned a corner tonight. One she didn’t know if she was ready for, but there was no stopping it now. She was with Josh.

He pressed a sweet kiss against her neck and lifted his face. At the movement, she lifted her heavy lids to find him staring with a look in his eyes she didn’t understand. And it was gone in the next breath.

“We should hunt up some grub.”

She ran her hands down his back. “In a little while. I’m not ready to let you go just yet.”

And she cupped his ass, holding him inside her as she flexed her inner muscles. He groaned, but his dick began hardening once more.

“You’re right. One more time and then we can eat.” He took her mouth and dragged her back down into bliss.

And she went with him willingly, knowing her life would never be the same. Because she was falling for him.

19

After Lexi’s shift on Thursday, she drove to Cliff’s place. He rented a loft with warehouse space, which made it perfect for their band practices. They’d had to cancel Tuesday night because both Nate and Robbie had to work late. And past nine, she turned into a pumpkin, given she had to be out of bed most mornings by four.

It was fine because it had given her another night with Josh.

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