Page 32 of One Little Mistake
Entering my room, we’re silent except for the mingling of heaving breaths. When I reach the bed, I lower her gently.What am I doing?This is wrong for so many reasons, and yet, there’s nothing I want more than to be buried balls deep into this infuriatingly sexy woman.
“Tell me what you want, Lex.”
She bites her lip, and my shaft twitches painfully.Why the fuck is it so sexy when she does that?Aware that we are past the point of return, I grab hold of my dick through my pants and give it one hell of a squeeze. If I don’t get that fucker under control, we’ll never live through the night.
Lexi swallows and looks away. Resting a hand on her chest, I see the war raging inside of her head. My cock wants me to pounce before she has time to reconsider, but that’s not how this will go with us. In a single moment of clarity, I picture tonight with Lexi. And tomorrow. And next month. Fucking hell, I can see clear into the next decade, but I need to win her over. What was it GG said? I’ll have to work for it?
A slow grin spreads across my face as I realize I’m going to chase this woman. I’m going to chase her, wear her down, and make her mine. Contrary to what the world believes, I’m not always an asshole. I know she has some healing to do first, and it’s going to be so much fucking fun bringing my Sexy Lexi back to life.
Mine. There’s some fucked up caveman shit for you, but no other word will ever describe her adequately. Lexi will be mine.
“What do you want, Lexi?” I repeat.
“I want to feel, East. Make me feel … something.” Her words hit me like a wrecking ball, and I feel them heavy in my heart.You have your work cut out for you with her. And this time, I won’t fail.
“I can make you feel, sweetheart. Are you sure that’s what you want?”
“Yes.” There’s the demanding little thing I’ve come to know.
Lowering myself to the bed, I rest my weight on my forearms as I spread my body out over hers. With my lips at her ear, I inhale sharply. Her scent reminds me of mountain air and lilacs, and I commit it to memory.
Rolling to my right, I use my free hand to ghost down her arm until it rests on her hipbone. Squeezing it, I ask, “Do you want to feel me here, Lexi?”
Her face shifts toward my voice as I speak, and I feel her exhale on my chin.
“Yes,” she breathes.
Using my index finger, I lift her nightshirt a few inches and run my fingers across her stomach. Back and forth, but barely touching her. I use just enough pressure for her to know I’m there.
“What do you want to feel next, sweetheart?”
Lexi groans in response as my rough palms slide up her ribcage. Her skin feels like silk beneath my skin, and every inch of my body wants to own her, but I force myself to go slow. She may be giving up control, but if I spook her, we’ll be over before we begin.
When my palm inches over her hardened peak, she moans, and fireworks go off in my chest. Fucking hell, this girl is going to be my undoing.
Rubbing my palm in slow, torturous circles around her nipple, I grin when she arches into me.
“Do you want to feel here?” I ask as I pluck her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.
“Holy fuck,” is the only reply she can give as I work one nipple, then the other. She’s shockingly responsive, and all I want to do is unleash my tongue on her and see if I can make her writhe without even getting in her panties.
Lifting, so my weight is on my knees, I raise her shirt over her head and am met with the most fantastic set of tits I’ve ever seen in my life. I almost cream my pants just looking at them, and I seriously worry that I won’t be able to last with her.
Allowing my gaze to rake over her entire body, I finally make eye contact. She steals my breath away without even trying. “Are you okay?”
Lexi nods, but it isn’t good enough for me. I hold eye contact until I’m forced to break it when my lips meet her ear. “I want to hear you, Locket,” I growl.
That damn nickname slips from my lips, and I worry I just ruined things. But when she speaks, the beast I’ve held at bay rears free.
“I want to feel you, Beast.”
I bite down on her earlobe as my groin humps her leg, seeking the friction it so desperately needs, and I work my way lower. When my teeth graze her nipple, she gasps, so I bite down gently, flicking it with my tongue.
“Oh, God.”
“Are you ready to feel me everywhere, Lexi?”
“Yes.”
