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Before I ruin my carefully constructed plan, I grin at her. “Netflix is calling. Let’s go watch the show.”
Her face momentarily falls before she pastes a smile on it. “Let’s go.”
It takes everything inside me not to grab her, strip her naked, and throw her on the bed.
While Lexi uses the restroom before we watch Netflix, I quickly crush up the pills her mom asked if she brought with her to Groveton, carefully stirring them in her coffee. Replacing the lid, I casually sit back on the couch, adopting a casual pose as I hear Lexi walk down the hallway. She smiles at me as she sits, pulling the blanket over her lap before grabbing her coffee and taking a long sip. “Okay, I’m ready now. Let’s binge some Wednesday Adams.”
I chuckle. “Yes, ma’am.”
Her face is the picture of contentment as she leans back, her eyes on the TV while she takes another sip.
Although it takes extraordinary willpower, I turn my head away from hers, staring at the screen and drinking my coffee.
But I’m not watching Netflix.
I’m lost in the memories of Lexi seductively dancing and touching herself in her bedroom.
Afew hours later, my heart thuds like the hooves of a racehorse inside my ears as I repeatedly rewind and play the video of her in her bedroom, using the vibrator on herself.
She mouthed the words I said to her earlier as she touched herself.
“That’s it, sweetie. Take what I’m giving you. So fucking wet for me.”
“Shhhh. Stop worrying about what we should and shouldn’t do. Focus on the pleasure. How good I’m making you feel.”
But the best fucking part is when she’s writhing on the bed, her orgasm making her body shake with delirium, calling out my name. I’ve watched it so many times, I can hear her shaky voice breathlessly saying it even though there’s no sound in the video.
I stare at her sleeping form on the couch, the compulsion to own her vibrating through every cell inside my body. Lexi is imprinted in my DNA, and nothing will keep me from her.
Leaning over her, I cup her face, drinking in her parted lips, long lashes resting over her flushed cheeks. Her breathing is steady, her eyes moving beneath her closed lids.I wonder if she’s dreaming of me touching her.
I’m about to find out.
Tossing the blanket aside, I lift her in my arms, carrying her into her bedroom. Laying her on the bed, she peacefully slumbers, not stirring at all.
Before I do anything, I grab her journal from the nightstand. Sitting where I can see her, I use the flashlight on my phone and read her most recent entry.
When I’m finished, I stare at her prone form, my heart squeezing inside my chest. I don’t know what the fuck happened to her in high school, but you can damn well bet I’m going to find out who hurt her and make them pay.
No one fucking hurts Lexi Morganexceptme.
Getting up from the floor, I saunter over to her, putting her journal away and setting my phone on her dresser. Then I crawl over her sleeping form, my weight making the mattress dip.
She’s right, she sleeps like the dead when she takes those pills.
“Oh, sweet Lexi.” I stroke her cheek, staring at her angelic face, so content and perfect when she sleeps. “You and I are going to have so much fun tonight.”
She’s a limp ragdoll as I strip off her clothing, tossing it onto the floor beside us. “Don’t worry, bellissima. I’ll take good care of this gorgeous body.” Since she’s asleep, I do something I never do. I kiss her.
My lips gently move over hers, breathing her in. Her honeysuckle scent tickles my nose, and the taste of the coffee on her lips is even better than it was coming through the straw.
Goddamn. I’d love to experiment with kissing her more, but I know there’s a good chance I’m going to wake her.
I move down her body, gently kissing her neck before moving to her chest. Her breasts are perfect. Perky but not too big or too small. My lips close around one nipple, watching her face as I suck it into my mouth. She moans, her pink lips parting. I change the speed and rhythm of my tongue, experimenting to see what she likes and doesn’t like. She arches from the bed when I gently suckle, then bite down on it.
My bellissimo likes a little pain with her pleasure.
I set to work on her other nipple, my fingers teasing her, watching her face flush while her head rolls on the pillow, soft whimpers leaving her parted lips.I’ve traveled to twelve countries, yet she’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my twenty-five years on earth.
