Can't Slow Down - Lizzie Hart Stevens Page 0,17

ass cheek. I growl. She’s just as much of an animal as I am, and I fucking love it.

“Let’s pay for these groceries before I take you right here on the conveyor belt of this cash register,” I say through my teeth.

I can’t get enough of this chick. She’s like an addiction.

Lexi giggles and the cashier’s eyes widen but she doesn’t say a word. She just rings our items through as fast as she possibly can.

WE QUICKLY STOPPED at Lexi’s place to grab her some clean clothes and things before heading to my place. I’m not ready to let her out of my sight yet and she didn’t put up a fight at all when I asked if she would stay over tonight. When we get there she says she wants to go change into something more comfortable so she could relax easier, so I sit and wait on the back patio.

Lexi comes out a few minutes later with two beers in her hand, wearing a blue dress with thin straps that stops around the middle of her thighs.

“I hope you don’t mind,” she says, gesturing with the beers and handing one to me, “I made myself at home.”

“Of course I don’t mind. I’m happy you’re comfortable here.” I smile, taking the beer from her.

She sits down in the lawn chair beside me and I swear she crosses her legs in slow motion. God, how I want to be between those smooth, delicious legs again already. It feels so right when she’s with me. Like she should have been here all along. And I don’t want to ever let her go. I just hope Aunt Sarah doesn’t do something stupid to try and scare her away. The last thing that woman wants on this earth is for me to be happy. She’s miserable, so she thinks I should be too. After all, according to her it’s my fault.

Tonight is about Lexi though, so I’m not going to worry about that crabby old hag. I’m going to focus on this beautiful woman beside me and show her the attention and appreciation she deserves.

There’s just something about her that makes me want to live for today and enjoy the time we have together now, for however long that may be. I’d be lying though if I said I wasn’t terrified that she could be taken from me in the blink of an eye, just like my parents were. Last night was too close of a call.

I look over at Lexi. The sun is highlighting her vibrant auburn hair and making her light dusting of freckles stand out just a little more. Her tattoos are proudly on display and her perky tits are hugged perfectly by that blue dress. I’ve never seen someone so beautiful.

We sit for a little while, sipping our beers and chatting about random things from the weather to concerts we’ve been to and our likes and dislikes. It turns out we have a lot more in common than just tattoos and fast cars.

Before we know it we’ve had a couple of beers each and a few hours have passed.

“Well, sweet cheeks, what do you say I make you dinner, then we take a nice hot shower, crawl into bed with some Netflix and chill?” I smirk as I stand up, placing my arms behind my head and arching my back to stretch.

Lexi stands up and walks over to me while I still have my arms stretched behind my head and slowly runs her hands up my chiseled torso. The slightest touch from her sends shivers down my spine.

“Hmm,” she hums. “Do I get to pick the movie?”

Her hands slide gracefully down my back and she slips them into my back pockets, gripping my ass and pulling me closer to her. I bring my hands down to cradle her sun-kissed cheeks and place a tender kiss on her lips.

“If you keep grabbing my ass like that we’ll have to skip dinner and the shower and go straight to getting dirty again,” I say in a low, seductive growl.

I continue placing small kisses along her neck, down to her collar bone, and in one fluid motion I slip the front of her dress down, revealing her left breast. She gasps, sucking in a quick breath as I take her taut nipple into my mouth. I suck tenderly and hold her tit firmly in my hand as I flick the pink bud with the tip of my tongue. Just as quickly I