Page 25 of All She Ever Wanted Was a Real One

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“I’m sorry about all that. My head is in a million different places right now.”

“You wanna talk about it?”

She swung her head. “No. Not really.”

“Then whatchu wanna do?”

“Anything but think, especially about him. I don’t wanna feel anything but you next to me until I fall asleep, Oak.”

My jaw ticked.Fuck.I couldn’t deny the magnetic pull between us. “You gotta stop sayin’ shit like that to me, Lex. ’Cause I swear in a second I’m not gon’ have no more restraint.”

I kept staring at her lips as if kissing her was a life-or-death decision. As thirsty as I was, I knew better than to drink fromher fountain. But from the way her ass had been saying slick shit to me all night and then showing up at my bedroom door in the early hours of the morning, I knew we both wanted the same thing. In the split second before I moved to let her in, all I could do was ask myself if this was really about to happen, but my brain had checked out hours ago. I slightly relaxed my posture, opened the door, and took a step back, driven by a force I couldn’t ignore.

“I’m sorry,” she replied shyly as she stepped inside and stepped up to me.

I glanced down to see her hardened nipples poking through her thin top.Shit.

My brows bunched together. “Are you really? Because you been throwing me some wild signals all night long.”

“That’s because my insides have been all twisted up since I saw you at your welcome home party,” Lex admitted. “And I haven’t been able to stop thinking about . . .”

Her sentence trailed off as her hands trembled, but she reached out to touch me anyway, cupping the side of my face gently. Her soft palm was warm against my skin, a noticeable distinction from the cool air around us.

My cool breath fanned across her fingers, and I realized how close we’d gotten. Too close, maybe, but right then, nothing else seemed to fuckin’ matter. Not my sister sleeping in the other room. Not my morals. And damn sure not her bitch ass fiancé. The closer we got, the more her statement from the club rang true to me. Her man was nowhere to be found.Out of sight, out of fuckin’ mind.Besides, I couldn’t care more about her relationship than she did, right? I only had the best intentions when it came to Lex. If she needed a real nigga to tend to her heart, her mind, her pussy, or her soul, I was the man for the job, and I’d do it without hesitation.

I allowed my hands to slowly glide around her waist as I reeled her into my hard chest. I leaned my head forward a fraction, pressing my forehead against hers before slowly lowering my lips to hers. They brushed, barely enough to feel the softness, before I pulled away.

“Just kiss me, Oak,” Lex ordered breathlessly.

“Say please,” I ordered back as my hands slipped up the back of her crop top. My hands were splayed across her lower back while my fingertips traced down her spine.

“Please.”

“Please what?”

She bit her lip while flashing her lust-filled gaze up at me. Her brown orbs held a question that my dick was ready to answer without hesitation.

“Fuck it,” I mumbled with a barbaric undertone.

Then, I kissed her with every ounce of big dick energy and secret longing I’d kept buried inside me exclusively for her. Since seeing her again, I’d wanted to make up for all the years I missed out on doing all the nasty things I wanted to do to her body.

After a few seconds, I eased away. Not because I didn’t want more, but because I needed to read the room—to read her. My heart raced as blood buzzed in my ears. There was nothing else to hear but the sound of each other trying to catch our breaths.

When she didn’t say anything—no stop, no go, no nothing—I let my hands trace her curves as I nibbled on her lower lip, sucking it slowly. She let out a soft giggle when I started to trail kisses down to her neck.

“Mmm. I’m ticklish there.”

“I remember. Tell me to stop, and I will.”

“What if I don’t?”

“Then I won’t.”

I kissed her deeper, and she moaned against my mouth. I learned a long time ago that two wrongs didn’t make a right, butnone of that shit mattered when my dick was hard enough to bust through a brick wall. So, if she wanted me to kiss all over her body and knock the Mario coins outta her pussy to make her feel better, I was going to do it.

“Can you be quiet?”

She nodded as a devilish smirk formed across her lips. “And I still know how to keep a secret.”