Page 62 of Sweet Temptation
And not even the devil himself is gonna stop me.
LEXIE
Time is your most precious commodity.
Spend it wisely.
—Lexie’s Secret Thoughts
Lucky and I stay wrapped up like that for hours. Neither of us willing to speak or move or break the silence—because when we do, the spell will be broken. The night will be over. There will be no going back. And as strong as I am, I’m not sure I have the strength to be the one to walk away tonight.
Doing something your head knows is the right thing is so much easier when your heart is on board, and my heart isn’t on board. How can it be when this man has held me for hours like I’m the most precious thing in the world? He’s held me the way I always wished he would. It feels just as intimate as the other night and somehow hurts even worse.
The finality of walking away is too much.
I swallow back the silent sob that’s working its way up my throat, and Lucky kisses my cheeks. “No tears, Lex.”
“I’m not crying,” I lie and lift my head. Wrong move. Epically bad. Because this close, my God, it’s too much. I can’t—and neither can he.
I don’t know who moves first.
We both just move.
My hands go to his face, and his slide to my waist.
Our lips collide, and it’s everything.
It’s fire and ice colliding in my veins.
It’s everything.
I straddle his lap, my hands all over his bare chest. My nails scoring his skin. Holding him closer. Wanting what I know I can’t ever have. “This is such a bad idea.”
Lucky bites down on my lip, and I feel it everywhere.
“Fuck that,dolcezza. This is the smartest thing we’ve ever done.” His tongue slides past my lips, and I rock against him, teasing his beautifully thick cock through my shorts and his sweats.
Lucky grips my hips, and I raise up on my knees, letting the blanket fall and deepen our kiss. The scorching heat between us burning off any chill left by the storm. He drags his lips over my bare shoulders and yanks down the straps of my tank, and I rip it over my head. Needing to be skin on skin. Not wanting anything between us.
Without giving myself time to overthink, I stand and shimmy out of my cotton shorts and tug on Lucky’s gray sweats until he lifts and lets me pull them down.
“Wait,” he stops me and grabs my face with one hand, kissing me so deeply, I doubt I’ll ever be the same. “Don’t move.”
“What? Where are you going?”
“I need a condom. Give me two seconds.” He runs into the house and is back out before I can blink.
“Thank God one of us was thinking,” I moan as he takes my nipple into his mouth.
“I will always protect you, Lex.” He reaches inside my thong, and thick fingers run through my slick sex as he sits down like a king on his throne and rips open the condom. “Now put this on me, baby, and let me remind you how fucking right it feels when I’m inside you.”
Dropping to my knees, I worship his perfect cock, loving the way he tastes on my tongue as Lucky throws his head back and watches me, groaning when I stop to slide the condom down him.
We’re hurried as I rise up, and Lucky lifts me onto his lap, his tongue driving into my mouth.
“Take me inside you,dolcezza,” he growls against my lips, and my toes curl at the desperation in his voice.
With my hands on his shoulders, I steady myself and drop down onto his beautiful dick. My body sings with the sting of pain as I stretch around him, adjusting to his thickness. “Fuck, Lucky.”
