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Maybe Lexi felt the same way because her hand snaked under his shirt boldly. Her fingers were scalding on his already overheated skin. He let her explore. Let her trail her velvet soft fingers up the ridges of his abs. Let her stroke his tongue as she stroked his pecs. Let her clash her teeth into his as she flicked her thumb over his nipple. He swallowed her moans and gave her his darker, feral groans.
Apparently, she was done with taking shit slow. She was done with not wanting him. She was done with protests and pretense because she slipped her hand out of his shirt and started going at the button on his jeans. How the hell could that simple touch alone just about make him explode?
“I want these off,” she demanded breathlessly as she pulled away.
He pulled her back, claiming her mouth so furiously that their teeth smashed again. “Ladies first,” he shot back right after he blistered her lips again.
Her eyes darkened into that feral blue. The sun had just about set, smearing everything that dusky grey blue that is hard as fuck to see through. Except he was seeing fine. Every detail of Lexi’s pleasure blown pupils, the flare of her nostrils and the curl of her kiss swollen lips was etched in his mind in vivid detail.
Apparently, she was on board with that in a major way, because her hands left his jeans and flew to hers. She made quick work of them, peeling that tight denim that had been teasing him all day, down her legs in record time. She tried to kick them aside, got her ankle stuck in one pant leg, and let out a shriek as she toppled onto her side. Shocked, she stayed that way for a second while he held his breath. Then she laughed. She let out a musical sound that was pretty much like angels singing up in the sky. It was real. Genuine. Beautiful. And he loved it. Every single lilting, lyrical note.
He reached down and freed Lexi’s ankles before he tossed her jeans aside. Her flip flops were already settled on the edge of the blanket. It was just her, the tight red tank she’d revealed earlier in the day after she’d stripped the plain sweater off under the hot summer sun, and her white cotton panties. They were darkened in the center with her desire, and it was enough to make his balls kick up into his stomach like they’d been smashed with a baseball bat. They kind of had. A Lexi sized bat.
When he ran a hand up her silky leg, sliding it away from the other one, she shivered but didn’t tell him to stop. She did mewl and fall onto her back, which was a pretty good sign that she wanted what was about to happen.
He didn’t do all the romantic suckling and kissing of her legs. Didn’t take his time running his hands over her. She was already a mess of goosebumps and longing and so was he. He’d wanted her for a year. Maybe she’d wanted him longer. They’d known each other for three years. That was enough damn foreplay in his mind.
He hooked his arms under her knees and brought his face closer, pressing an open mouth kiss straight to her panty covered core. Her exotic musk, spicy and sweet, exploded over his tongue and his balls swelled to fist sized proportions in his jeans. Lexi vibrated and moaned beneath him right before her leg jerked so hard, she just about kneed him straight in the face.
“Sorry!” She gasped. He sucked her clit into his mouth straight through her panties and her head dropped back to the blanket. “I’m not sorry,” she groaned. “You’re evil.”
He dipped a finger beneath the hem of her panties and caressed her heated folds, spreading her arousal all over her. “How evil?”
“V-very evil,” she panted. “Practically the devil.”
He brushed his finger over her entrance, toying with her. Toying with himself. He wanted to thrust up into her. With his fingers. His tongue. His cock. He knew she’d be tight. Tighter than his fist and the thought made his balls turn a bright shade of purple. He was pretty sure he had a medical emergency going on south of the belt, but he pointedly ignored his own pain.
“Oh god,” Lexi panted. “Just- just- do it already.”
“How romantic.”
“I don’t give a shit about romance. You’ve been walking around the office for three years looking delicious enough to devour. Why the hell do you even bother going to the gym when you were born with the world’s best set of genetics? It’s been three years! Three. Years. Curtis. So just. Fucking. Do. It. Already.”
“This?” He let his finger glide over her entrance, curling her below her panties, skimming over her clit. She vibrated under his touch, whimpering and writhing, thrusting her pelvis into his hand.
