Can't Slow Down - Lizzie Hart Stevens Page 0,20

. GO!”

We start running through the hallway, down the stairs and through the house to the kitchen. Coen might have longer legs than I do, but I’m at least two steps ahead the entire time. I make it to the fridge and grab the chocolate sauce and whipped cream, but when I turn around to head back Coen isn’t behind me anymore. When I get back to the bottom of the stairs I stop. I look up and he’s sitting in the middle of the staircase, pretending to be out of breath.

“Oh, you are so full of shit.” I look at him in disbelief. He’s totally letting me win on purpose. Normally I would be pissed, because I would much rather win fair and square, but right now, I’m really looking forward to drizzling him with this chocolate sauce and whipped cream.

“Do you know how distracting it is to run with a hard-on?” He leans back against the stairs, closes his eyes, and starts stroking his long, hard cock. I lick my lips and swallow hard. “Especially when there’s a hot little tattooed redhead running naked through my house with wet hair.”

I start tip-toeing up the stairs. “Well, no dessert for you then, I guess.” Once I’m next to him I jog the rest of the way up.

He opens his eyes and whips his head up to find me.

“Wanna bet?” He climbs the stairs in a flash on all fours and almost catches me. I squeal as I turn the corner into his bedroom and throw myself on the bed, out of breath. I have the chocolate sauce in one hand and the whipped cream in the other. Coen pounces on the bed beside me.

“Someone’s feeling frisky,” he says, throwing one of his legs over me so that he’s now on his hands and knees above me. His hair is still damp from the shower and a strand is dangling loosely in front of his face. He takes the toppings from my hands and lays them on the bed beside us.

“You might have won the race, sweet cheeks.” He leans in close to my ear and whispers in a raspy seductive tone. “But this time I’m bending the rules.”

I reach up and hold his face in my hands.

“That doesn’t sound very fair.”

“Maybe not,” he says, “but I told you, this day was all about you, Lexi, and I keep my promises.”

I hold his gaze and in this moment, looking deep into his green eyes, I feel like I can see through to my own soul.

I pull him down to kiss me; my lips ravishing his. I can’t seem to get enough of him. I trace my hands down his jawline. His hands are placed on the bed, one on each side of my head. I reach my hands around to his shoulder blades and pull the rest of his body close to me and dig my nails into him. Not enough to puncture the skin or draw blood, but just the right amount of pressure to send the message that I want him. Now.

I feel his back tense and he growls in my ear. The vibration sends shivers of anticipation down my spine. I feel the wetness increasing between my legs. My need for him is accelerating. His cock is heavy and warm laying against my thigh as he slowly kisses and licks his way down my neck.

I draw in a quick breath through my teeth and moan.

“Coen . . .”

His hand softly traces over one of my breasts. I arch my back, trying to push my chest closer to him, needing to feel more. He takes my other nipple into his mouth, alternating between licking and sucking. A few flicks of his tongue, a hard suck, and then without a warning he blows a cool stream of air across my wet nipple. It sends instant shivers over my entire body but it’s still not enough.

“Coen, I need you,” I pant.

He sucks hard on my nipple again and squeezes my other breast hard in his strong hand, causing me to moan involuntarily and my body to quake. He releases my nipple from his mouth with a pop.

“I’m just getting started, darlin,’ and I’m planning on enjoying my dessert, but you will enjoy it just as much. Trust me?”

My chest rises and falls rapidly as I struggle to catch my breath. His eyes are soft and shining with lust and desire as he rubs his beautiful, long, ink-covered neck awaiting my

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