Chapter 18
Chapter Eighteen
LEXI
He rocks his hips, orgasm after orgasm rippling through me.
This man has no bounds. He holds his weight off me, his hands either side of my head until he’s fucking me like the maniac he promised.
In and out, in and out. I squeeze my eyes shut, wrapping my legs around him, encouraging him with my heels against his ass.
He groans in response. Our bodies entwined, our panting and moans in sync.
I think I may have died and gone to heaven.
“You’re so good at this,” I pant.
“It’s easy when I’m fucking a goddess.”
I squeeze my eyes closed, enjoying every single jolt of his hips hitting mine. The man is a machine. “I’m coming,” I cry.
“Let me hear you.” He grinds into me harder, making my eyes water and my breath catch in my throat.
“Oh, God!” I spiral, crying out in loud, indecipherable pants.
“Fuck, baby, can’t hold on. Holy mother of…” He stills, his eyes closing as mine pop open and I watch him fall apart. “Lexi!”
I’m making him do this. Me. I made Joshua Lucas fall apart at the seams and I can’t get enough. I’m literally in Josh heaven right now, and I may never want to come down.
He’s still on top of me a few minutes later. “I want to do that all again,” he mutters, dropping his weight onto me as I squeal. He laughs, lifting up a little. “What was that? Have you had enough already?”
I spank his ass. “Not nearly. There’s plenty of kitten left in me, big boy.”
“You may regret saying that after I’m done with you.”
I push on his chest, rolling him over while he’s still inside me. “What about when I’m done with you?”
He purses his lips, his hands resting behind his head, his biceps flexing.“Do your worst, Princess, but when you’re done, I get my turn all over again.”
“Greedy,” I muse.
He pulls me down so our lips touch. “You have no fucking clue.”
It’s late and we’ve been having an all-night sex marathon, one I hope never freaking ends because Joshua Lucas is something else.
Not only does he know how to use that mouth and those deft fingers, but his dick is the most perfect thing I’ve ever seen.
Man, can he move those hips. He also likes to snuggle; an added bonus I wasn’t counting on.
The wind is howling, the rain still drumming on the roof of the cabin, my cat is snuggled up on the end of the bed, and I’ve never felt so safe and secure.
I don’t give a rat’s ass what’s going on outside, all that matters is what’s going on inside.
The power even went off at some point during our sexcapade, but we didn’t care about that either.
My back to his front, his arms wrapped around me, he asks, “Are you warm enough?”
Swoon . Could this man be any more perfect?
I think back to all the things Melinda told me, not that I needed her confirmation that he’s a good guy, but coming from an ex? That’s pretty rare.
I smile to myself. “Yes, thank you.”
“I should get up and put some more wood on the fire so it doesn’t go out.”
“If that means you’re going to wander around naked, then I’ll second that notion.”
He chuckles, kissing the back of my head. “Be right back.”
He climbs out of bed and I watch as he crosses the room, buck naked, and I’m greeted with his bare ass as she wanders idly out to said fire.
Holy crap, this man can’t be real. He fucking went down on me and enjoyed it!
I mean, it was a given that I enjoyed it, but he seemed to be having just as much fun as me.
It seems Joshua Lucas is a giver, not a taker.
He’s dirty, too; so freaking dirty. He also loves it when I tell him what I want, something I’m slowly getting used to.
Maybe with a little more practice, we might be perfect.
I snuggle into the comforter a little more.
Happy and content aren’t two things I’m used to in life, and even if it’s only for the weekend – I’ll take it.
Not that I don’t want Josh in my life. I do.
But am I wrong to want more? Am I crazy for thinking that maybe, just maybe, this isn't just about a weekend of illicit sex and he could want more?
When he saunters back into the bedroom, my eyes feasting on his beautiful, toned body, the bed dips as he slides back into bed. I turn to face him. He smiles, pecking me on the lips.
“I think I could get used to you being in my bed,” he murmurs.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah, as long as you don’t cover that sexy body from me ever again.”
I bite my lip, thinking about his earlier words. Every girl I know has insecurities, and I have plenty. But Josh isn’t like that. He really is an Adonis in the bedroom, and adorable everywhere else.
“You keep talking like that, I may never want to let you go,” I muse.
He pauses, and I think I’ve said the wrong thing. Damn it, I shouldn't think out loud.
Josh grips my chin and speaks very clearly. “I don’t want to let you go, Alexis. How do you feel about that?”
I frown. “What do you mean? Like, us?”
“Why not?”
“I could think of a million reasons why.”
One side of his mouth turns up. “List some.”
I take a breath. I’m good at lists, it’s something he’ll get to know if we really are going to date. “We work for opposing realtors.”
“Myth busted when my dad crawled into your boss’s bed. Next.”
I wrinkle my nose. “Thanks for that mental image.”
He grins. “Any time.”
“What about the privacy of our clients?”
He’s so sexy when he murmurs, “I don’t plan on seducing you for pillow talk.”
“You don’t?” My face must look alarmed, because he strokes a knuckle over my cheek.
“Nope, I plan on seducing you for my own greedy benefit.”
“That sounds promising.”
He presses his lips to mine and I suddenly get the term sealed with a kiss . “Oh, it is, don’t ever think I’m not thinking about ways to inflict pleasure on your body, Princess, because lately, that’s all I seem to do.”
Oh, holy crap. I’m so fucked.
“You certainly have a way with words.” I glance down, unable to meet his gaze because I know I want more. So much more, and from what he just said, maybe he does, too.
He tips my chin up. “Talk to me, don’t shy away.”
I take a big breath. Ready to blurt it all out in one fell swoop.
“Well, I have no reason to ask for more, and I really shouldn’t.
But I really, really like you, Josh, and I have for a while now — you can ask my best friend, Megan, she knows because I tell her everything.
And it feels like I should just stop rabbiting because this is only sex, and you’re probably going to run a mile?—”
He places one finger over my mouth. “You’re not going to get rid of me that easily.”
“I’m not?” I squeak.
He shakes his head. “I told you, when I started having thoughts about you, I didn’t want another woman. I didn’t really think I stood a chance with you, to be honest. More like I hoped we’d come together because I was too chicken shit and didn’t know how I’d cope with you rejecting me.”
“ Me rejecting you ?” I snort. “Josh, you can’t be serious? You’re a freaking walking GQ magazine model. You could have any girl you wanted.”
“And you could have any guy you wanted. There’s something about you, Lex. You don’t notice, but you turn heads whenever you walk into a room. Some people just have a spark that’s so bright, you can’t help but follow in their wake.”
I stare at him dumbfounded. Wow . “Thank you. That’s so sweet and strangely poetic.”
“Oh, didn’t I tell you? I’m a realtor by day, poet by night.”
“You are not.” I giggle when he starts to tickle me.
“But what if I did declare right back to you that I like you, too? That I want more, not just sex — not that the sex isn’t fucking amazing.
” He cups the back of my head, snuggling his nose against mine.
“Because it is, but I think I’d die without you in my bed, and in my arms. I was trying to sleep but couldn’t because I was trying to think of a way to ask you to stay. ”
I smile. “Just ask,” I whisper. “I promise what you’re feeling, I’m feeling, too. It’s like this explosion in my chest. I have no control over it.”
“I can’t tell you how that feels, hearing you say those words.”
“We’re crazy, you do know that?”
He kisses me softly. “Yes, I’m fully aware of it. But does it look like I give a fuck?”
I enjoy his embrace, my heart racing at his, and my own, admission. “So, we’re dating?”
“If that means you’re mine, and I’m yours as long as you’ll have me, then yes.”
I push him onto his back and straddle his lap. “You know you have the ability to seduce me just by showing up.”
He chuckles. “Somehow I think you’ll always make me work for it.”
“You have no idea, Joshua Lucas, what I plan on doing to you.”
He makes a sexy growl in the back of his throat. “I love it when you take charge.”
“You do, huh? Good, because I’ve had more than one illicit thought about tying you up with one of those three hundred dollar ties you love so much.”
“Only if I can return the favor.”
My heart rate accelerates at the idea of him restrained. Oh, holy hell, yes.
Who knew I had an inner sex fiend kink I didn’t know about?
I’ll take that as a win.
“I’ve never let anyone do that before. Nobody I’ve ever been to bed with — not that there’s been that many — has ever been that kinky,” I admit. “It was plain old vanilla… until you came along.”
“Giving someone else control over your body is about trust,” he says, surprising me. “And about mutual enjoyment. I get pleasure out of getting you off.”
I love it that he says you, and not women. For a second, I can pretend it’s only ever been me, or will be me, and that makes my cheeks flush. Thinking about him with other women makes me feel nauseous. “You do?”
“Couldn’t you tell?” He grins that shit-eating grin that makes me want to fall at his feet. And I would, if I wasn’t on top of him. “I couldn’t keep my hands, or my tongue off of you.”
“I admit, you being into… uh… oral, kinda surprised me.”
He chuckles. “Real men eat pussy, baby, I know that may be a shock to you.”
My eyes go round. He did not just say that… Oh, but he did. This is what he does.
I cup his face, pressing my lips to his. “I guess we better put that tongue to use then, shouldn’t we, Mr. Lucas?”