Grace swallowed, embarrassingly hard and probably audible. “No, but?—”
“Maybe I said it too soon, and you think I say it to everyone, but I definitely do not.” Alix was so rarely completely serious, it forced Grace to pay attention.
“That doesn’t mean you won’t get lonely…” She trailed her fingers over Alix’s clavicle.
“Oh, I’ll be lonely,” Alix agreed when she dipped down to kiss Grace’s neck. “But lonely for you. Not anyone else.”
Grace relaxed under her touch, giving her overthinking brain a break. She was squirming under Alix’s scorching mouth when Alix popped up again.
“Did you want us to continue seeing other people?” Her messy hair and soft, worried eyes cleaved Grace’s heart in two.
Grace considered making a joke, but she pulled Alix down to her waiting mouth instead. “I’d like you to forget that any other woman has ever existed for all time.” She bit Alix’s bottom lip and tugged.
Alix chuckled into their kiss, filling Grace with unbearable light. “Damn, I never realized how badly I wanted a possessive girlfriend.” She punctuated her staked claim by grinding gently against Grace.
“I like how that sounds.” Grace hooked her legs around Alix, hands roaming over her bare back. She wanted to memorize how her muscles flexed when moved like this.
“The damn or the girlfriend?” Alix joked, mouth hot and wet when she slid down her throat.
“What else do you want?” Grace’s question was half moan, but fully sincere. She wanted to give Alix everything she’d ever wanted in every way she possibly could, and maybe even in ways she couldn’t.
Alix stopped the slow grinding that had been sending waves of gentle heat through Grace’s body. The sudden stillness was charged with the raw power of an electrical storm. When she looked at Grace, all her playfulness was gone, replaced with an intensity that made Grace forget how to breathe while the rest of her caught fire.
“Everything,” Alix whispered. “I want all of you. Every single thing you think you’re supposed to hide. I want your too much and not enough.” She dipped down and pressed a firm, slow kiss to Grace’s stunned mouth. “Right now… I’ll settle for being so completely yours that you leave here with no doubt that you possess me.” She kissed the doubts out of Grace’s mind but didn’t pause the onslaught of everything Grace wanted to hear. Needed to hear. “I want you to own me. I want you so deep inside of me that there’s no room for anything but you. I want to feel you take it all, and then I want to break for you.”
Years of expensive schooling, and all she could manage was an ineloquent and breathless “Fuck.” She wrapped her arms around Alix and pulled her down. She never imagined that a single person could be so perfectly suited to her. No one had ever read her so well. Had ever fed oxygen to her fire rather than trying to smoother what they couldn’t control.
Minutes later, Grace was adjusting Alix’s strap to her hips. It was too tight, but she would happily pay for Alix’s lustful expression with chafed skin.
“Goddamn, you look so good.” Alix’s gaze dripped over Grace’s body like melting wax as she walked back into the bedroom.
Grace had always felt a little stupid walking around with seven inches of silicone protruding from her body, but the way Alix looked at her made her feel sexy and powerful. It gave her a little saunter while she moved toward the bed, confidence growing with each step.
“Come here,” Grace demanded when she stopped at the foot of Alix’s bed.
Alix bit her bottom lip like she was wondering where disobedience might get her. Whether it would be worth the risk. It only took a second for her to scoot down toward her.
Grace indulged her greedy eyes. There had never been a more beautiful sight than Alix with one hand behind her head and the other resting over her abdomen. Muscular legs hanging off the edge of the bed.
“Let me see you,” Grace breathed.
Alix’s perfect mouth crept into a lopsided grin. She planted one foot on the bed and let her hand drift down her torso. “Like this?” she asked innocently, like she didn’t know full well exactly what Grace wanted to see. “So you know what I look like when I want you but you’re not here?”
The moment Alix slid her hand between her thighs and sighed, Grace bit her lip. She wanted to watch every slow roll of Alix’s fingers, to memorize the way her chest flushed, but the urge to be the cause of it won out.
Grace coated the strap in lube, taking longer than necessary when she noticed Alix’s eyes brighten at the sight.
“Open.”
Alix followed her command, putting both feet on the bed and parting her thighs wider. Her fingers never stopped moving and Grace’s pulse never stopped pounding.
“Please,” Alix moaned, fingers moving faster and back arching off the bed. “I need you.”
“I wish you could see how fucking sexy you look right now.” Grace hooked her arms under Alix’s thighs and dragged her closer. “Say please again.”
Alix cursed. “Please, baby. I need you to fuck me. I need?—”
Grace pressed the strap to her entrance, cutting her off. Jaw tense and head back, Alix was breathtaking. Grace wanted to hold her there. To keep her suspended in a perpetual state of agonizing want, but not as badly as she wanted to make her hers.
