Page 46 of Wicked Flirt
“I thought you knew.”
She leaned back. “Hell no! She puts it on you? Nuh-uh. That is just wrong.”
Marcus shook his head. “I’m not sure how I was supposed to know. There weren’t any obvious signs. I trusted her. Anyway, that was that. I packed my shit, filed for divorce the next day, and flew home.”
She rubbed his back. “I’m so sorry.”
He glanced at her. “Thanks. It sucked, but it was four years ago. I’ve moved on. Now when was your cheating ex?”
She swallowed. “Little over a year ago.”
“Just one guy was the problem or…there’s a history?”
She kissed his neck. “Hurry up and finish your cereal. I want to try something with you I’ve never done with any man before.”
He gave her a knowing look. “I told you my story.”
She hopped off the kitchen stool and walked around him to the sink, rinsing out her bowl. Only a moment later, his hand reached past her, turning off the water, his arms wrapping around her waist.
“Lex.” His voice was a rumble in her ear. “I just want to know why you get so worked up about cheating. Sometimes it seems like you think all men are scum.”
“Not all men,” she said, turning in his arms and wrapping her arms around his neck. She pressed her body against his. “Not you.”
He stroked her hair. “You trust me in bed. I know that, or you wouldn’t let go like you do, but do you trust me out of bed?”
She dropped her hands from him and looked away. She didn’t want to hurt his feelings because she loved him; she was pretty sure that was what this was. She’d never felt like this about anyone before, but the truth was…she just wasn’t there yet. Her trust in men had been broken a long time ago.
He cradled her jaw, turning her back to him. “That’s okay. I’ll earn your trust, I swear. Just tell me why you think men are scum, me being the exception.”
She grimaced, hating to out her family, but wanting to be as open with him as he’d been with her. “You’re right. It’s not just my cheating ex.”
His hands went to her hips, holding her lightly.
She took a deep breath, staring at his chest. “My dad and older brother are cheaters. I never trusted either one of them because they lie and sneak and hurt the women who love them.”
“Ouch.”
“Yeah, not my favorite topic.” Agitated, she wanted escape, but Marcus still held her by the hips, standing in her personal space. She lowered her lashes, unable to sustain eye contact. “I’m not used to sharing so much.”
He kissed her gently. “I don’t want to feel numb with you, Lexi.”
She blinked back stinging tears. “I’m a little overwhelmed. I’ve never felt like this before about anyone.”
He kissed her and then smiled, a wicked smile that stole her breath. “Are you ready to move on to the part where I blow your mind?”
“Yes,” she breathed, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him.
The rest was a hot blur, their mouths hungry, hands grabbing. He ripped her T-shirt off, leaving her completely naked. She yanked his boxer briefs down and off, stopping to drop a kiss on his hard cock. He jerked, which only encouraged her. She wrapped her fingers around him and then took him into her mouth.
He groaned. “Lexi.”
She’d barely gotten started, turning herself on with each suck, when he pressed on her jaw, making her loosen her hold. He pulled her to her feet, lifting her, his lips sealing over hers. She wrapped her arms and legs tight around him, loving the feel of all that hard male.
Mouths fused, he walked with her until her back hit the wall. He ground against her, creating delicious friction. She dug her nails into his shoulders, soaked for him. Needing more, she held him, guiding him inside.
His head jerked up, and he shifted her so he could pull out. “Fuck. Condom.”
She didn’t let him go, her arms and legs wrapped around him. “Hurry and get one.”
