25. Tate
TATE
"Well, that was a shit-show," I said later in the evening when Lexi and I got home.
Tyler went to the hospital with Reese, Declan, and Blair, but he insisted the party go on.
It was impossible to keep the incident from my family, but we still tried our best to make this day worth it for Travis.
We managed to keep the party going for another hour, right until Declan texted that Tyler dislocated his shoulder and there were some complications.
He was going to need an intensive recovery program.
There was a real risk he was going to be benched for the upcoming season. That put a big damper on the party, and not even Luke or Sam could put a positive spin on it.
Travis took it all in stride. Predictably, he wasn’t mad that his party was derailed, but he was pissed that we didn’t tell him about Malcolm showing up.
"Yeah, it was," Lexi said.
We had the whole house to ourselves because Paisley was spending the evening with my parents. They were dropping her off tomorrow.
We sat down on the couch, and I pulled Lexi into my lap. She immediately straddled me, her thighs at my sides.
"I'm sorry for the family drama," I said.
"You don't have to apologize. I'm happy you all stick together."
I loved that about her, that she didn't judge, that she understood how much I valued my family. She also seemed to appreciate it. But I couldn't help wondering if it would get to be too much for her at some point.
"What are you thinking about?" she asked.
"Doesn't matter. What's with that smile?"
“I just remembered you told me you loved me today and that you were wishing the party was over. And now it is over."
I smirked. “That’s right. I'm going to show you exactly what's going to happen now, and you're going to love it."
"Oh yeah?" she asked in a teasing tone.
"I fucking promise, Lexi. All day long I've been looking forward to this, to being alone with you. I like it when the two of us spend time with Paisley, but I also like it when we’re alone. You ground me. You balance me." I kissed down her neck. "You turn me on."
She giggled, shimmying in my lap. "Oh, I really do turn you on, and super fast. Do I get a prize?"
"Yeah, you do. You get everything you want, Lexi, all the time. Anything you want, tell me, and I'll find a way to make it happen, to give you exactly what you deserve."
"And that's what?" she asked, eyes wide.
"Everything." I looked her straight in the eyes. "I want to give you everything I have to give."
She bit her lower lip before leaning in.
I kissed her desperately, moving my hands down her thighs and then her ankles.
I was hungry for her the whole day, and all that deep need for her slammed into me all at once.
I could barely control myself as I pushed my fingers under her dress, enjoying the way her skin turned to goose bumps beneath my touch, right until I reached her ass.
I cupped it, hoisting her up in the air as I rose from the couch. She yelped, holding onto me tightly.
I walked through the house with her like that and straight up the staircase to my bedroom.
I paused kissing her to lower her to her feet, and then I knew I couldn't take it slow.
I yanked off her dress before she was even fully standing on her own.
Her skin was tanned from all the time she and Paisley were spending outdoors.
I took immense pleasure in taking off her bra and panties, tracing my fingers along the portion of her skin the sun hadn't touched.
That was just for me. No one else saw her the way I did.
I could barely stand the touch of my own clothes on my skin. So when she grabbed my T-shirt with hurried, jerking moves, I helped her along, and we got rid of my clothes quickly.
"Sit on the bed, Lexi," I said. "Not on the edge, but farther back on the mattress. Sit on it and spread your legs for me."
I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was so damn gorgeous, all naked and ready for me.
"You're fucking perfect," I told her. She blushed every time I complimented her, but I was going to say the words again and again so she had no doubt. She was the most beautiful woman in the world to me. She was the only woman in the world for me. I'd never want to even look at anyone else.
She parted her legs invitingly, touching her breasts, toying with her nipples before moving one hand down to her pussy and circling her clit. Wrapping my hand around my cock, I started pumping up and down in time with her movements.
Her gaze turned feral. She wanted me as much as I wanted her, even though I didn't think that was possible. It was more than hunger. It was a primal need. I doubted there would come a day when I would be completely satisfied, no matter how often I had her.
I stepped closer, taking my time, gripping myself tighter, watching her beautiful body.
I kneeled before her in front of the bed, trailing my mouth along her inner thigh, still stroking myself.
Her skin was soft and smelled like shower gel.
Her scent was still there under the perfume. I couldn't get enough of it.
With my left hand, I gripped her ankle, moving it upward. "You're amazing," I murmured against her skin. “You're mine."
"Yes," she whispered.
"Say it. I want to hear it. Say you’re mine."
"I'm yours," she whispered. Her voice was shaking.
I was hovering with my mouth high on her upper thigh, but I wasn't touching her pussy yet.
I couldn't hold myself back any longer, though.
I pressed the flat of my tongue against her entrance.
Satisfaction rocked through me when she curved her body, bringing her thighs together around my ears.
I pressed my hand between them. With a groan, she opened them back up.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," she said.
I looked up at her, cocking a brow. "Let's make sure that doesn't happen again." Her eyes widened a bit. "Move farther back on the bed," I said with a wink.
"Okay." She moved backward, putting her feet on the bed.
I immediately grabbed her ankles.
"I’ll make sure these stay here," I said before clasping my mouth on her clit, sucking it into my mouth.
Her cries of pleasure filled the room. I'd never get enough of them. Hearing her succumb to me gave me immense satisfaction. I wanted to lure out every drop of pleasure. I wanted her to come like this, spread open for me.
I could feel that she was close. I kept her feet firmly on the bed so she couldn’t close them again. Knowing she couldn't move unless I allowed it would intensify every sensation for her. She liked it, and so did I.
Being in control of her ecstasy was intoxicating.
I was going to make her come so hard that she'd even forget her own name.
I teased and sucked her clit between my lips, hearing her voice become more desperate, her breath quicker.
She exploded, rocking her hips into me, back and forth, uttering my name as if in a chant.
She was intoxicating, and I needed her. I needed her right now.
She didn't even finish coming by the time I was already pulling her even farther on the bed.
I put on a condom before rolling her on top of me.
She gasped, eyes wide. She looked between us, grabbing my cock and rubbing the tip against her clit.
Pleasure exploded through me. It was so unexpected that it knocked the breath out of my lungs.
"Lexi," I groaned.
She smiled but didn't say anything, and just kept moving back and forth, grazing the tip of my erection before sliding down my cock. I’d been in control before, but I wanted her to take over now.
I nearly lost my mind. Every time I was with her, it felt more intense.
She rested my hands on her hips. I guided her movement by gripping her hips, moving her faster and faster.
I took one of her nipples in my mouth while she rode me.
This right here was perfection. She was perfection.
The way she felt around me. The way she gave herself to me, with pure abandon, was unbelievably sexy.
She was still sensitive, but I was determined to make this one as good as the one before.
I would never tire of seeing her come apart in my arms.
I felt the change in her body. Slowly, her muscles tightened.
She squeezed her eyes shut. Her movements became frantic, and she pulsed deliciously around my cock.
She cried out my name, and I exploded inside her, pounding and moving until I chased every drop of pleasure for both of us, and we were spent and sated.
We lay down in a dazed state. I liked this moment, just being lazy with her, without a plan, without hurrying anywhere. She was kissing my chest and playing around my nipple with her fingers.
"Someone's happy," she teased me.
"You make me so damn happy, Lexi."
"No one's ever made me feel the way you do," she whispered, and her open confession touched deep inside me.
I decided to open up too. "It's the same for me, Lexi. I've never felt this way about anyone."
Her eyes widened.
"Ever before."
"Really?" Her expression lit up. “Me either.”
"I'm serious, baby."
She smiled from ear to ear, rising out of bed and doing a small dance throughout the bedroom. I watched her, laughing wholeheartedly. This woman was something else.
"This is the best day ever. Well, except for Tyler ending up in the hospital." She narrowed her eyes. "Do you think he needs cheering up?"
"I think Tyler's going to need lots of it. Reese is probably already on it."
"I can help. I mean, I don't know Tyler as well as she does, but sometimes that’s a good thing."
“Come here, Lexi.” I patted the mattress, and she immediately lowered herself onto it, curling against me. The day had been a total shit-show, but I’d never been so gloriously happy. Feeling her body against mine was exactly what I needed. She was exactly what I needed.
“Still not tired of fondling me, huh?” she asked between giggles.
“Never.”