Page 76 of Sweet Temptation
She nods and presses her soft lips to the hollow of my throat.
Fuck.
“Watching you out there today. Having you with me tonight. Being next to you and not being able to touch you. It was like you were teasing me all day without even trying. You want me in nothing but this jersey? Your jersey?”
“Yes” is ripped from my fucking chest like a prayer.
She shimmies pink silk panties down her legs and tucks them in my pants pocket while I force myself to remain steady. This is her show, and I like watching it. I fucking love that she feels comfortable enough with me to let herself do what she wants—and take what she fucking wants.
With shaking fingers, she tugs at my black dress shirt and laughs as the buttons scatter to the floor. “I’ve always wanted to do that.”
“I’ll buy a new shirt for every day of the week if it makes you happy, Lex.”
She nibbles her pouty lower lip, and I feel my control slipping. “You should never wear a shirt, Lucky. Covering up your chest is such a crime.”
She presses a kiss against my jaw before ghosting her lips over mine.
It’s like she struck a match, and we’re both watching it burn, waiting to see who moves first. “I want you so fucking bad, Lexie.”
“I’m standing in front of you, wearing your name, your number, and your jersey, Lucky. I’m not sure there’s much more of me to have.”
“I want it all,dolcezza. Every last piece of you,” I groan, and she presses her lips to my chest, and any amount of control I thought I had left vanishes along with all the oxygen in the room. “Fuck, I want you.”
“Then take me, please. Show me, Lucky,” she begs, and I wrap my hand around her head and take her lips in a punishing kiss, my tongue stroking hers. Our bodies pressed together. No room left between us.
It’s frenzied and messy and fucking incredible.
My hands slide down her body and under the jersey, gripping her bare ass and kneading her soft skin. I lift her as she wraps her arms around me and tightens her knees at my hips. The heat of her pussy presses against my cock, making it hard to think.
I spin us around and press her back against the wall, too fucking desperate to get her upstairs.
Lexie pushes my shirt off my shoulders and runs her warm hands down my back, pulling me closer as she kisses me again,her tongue sweeping into my mouth in hot, frantic strokes. “I need you, Lucky. Now. Tomorrow. God. Always. I just need you.”
Her words rip through me like a fucking sacred oath.
I grab my wallet from my pants and yank out a condom before she shoves my pants down and fists my dick.
She teases me, taking the tip inside her body with no condom and hissing, “God, I want you raw, Lucky.”
“Are you on the pill, baby?” Fuck... As much as I want that too, one of us has to think about protection.
“No. But just this once?—”
I sheath myself before she can finish her sentence. “Get on the pill, Lex, and I’ll fuck you raw all day, every day. But I’m not doing anything that could hurt you, baby.”
She calls out as I drag my tongue down her delicate neck and bite down on the crease of her shoulder as I drive into her, burying myself inside her.
Drowning in her as she clings to me.
Lexie’s tight pussy chokes my cock, and we both still, frozen.
Silent.
Lost in the connection between us.
Lost in her.
Electricity arcs and soars between us as the flames around us suck all the oxygen from the room.
