Her eyes glazed over, and she nodded in eager agreement. He placed an arm beneath her elbow and helped her up. Grasping her hand, he pulled her to the bedroom, where his large king-size bed waited.
As if choreographed, she turned, and he knew to unzip her dress, exposing the long lines of her back before letting the garment fall to the floor. He traced a finger down her spine and she shivered. He then pulled her underwear down, kneeling so she could step out of them.
He couldn’t resist cupping one soft globe of her ass in his hand, squeezing tight. She moaned, turning toward him, bringing him face-to-face with her luscious rounded breasts and darkened nipples, already tight with desire. A glance lower and he saw her neatly trimmed pussy, glistening with need.
“Beautiful,” he said, referring to the whole package, as he undid the cuffs on his shirt.
Her cheeks flushed but she didn’t duck in embarrassment. She merely reached out and began unbuttoning his shirt, unfastening each one until she slid the garment to the floor.
He stripped off the rest of his clothes. “Come on,” he said gruffly, pulling her onto the bed along with him.
He paused to pull a condom from the nightstand and roll it onto his aching member. Then, knowing he couldn’t brace both hands on the mattress with his bad hand, he rolled onto his back and pulled her on top of him. She braced her legs on either side of his hips and settled herself above his straining cock.
“I’ve wanted this since I first laid eyes on you,” he admitted, surprising himself.
An appreciative smile lifted her lips. “Same here.” She met his gaze, her eyes a smoky blue as she slowly lowered herself onto his thick, straining erection.
“Come on, you can take me.”
She let out a husky laugh. “Umm … you’re bigger than I imagined.” She blushed and settled herself onto him completely, taking him to a heaven he’d never thought existed.
Her inner walls cushioned him tight in moist heat, a perfect fit. Before he could think, she started to move, gliding up and down on his shaft. He couldn’t breathe, could only get lost in the perfection he found inside her body.
Needing to touch her, he grasped her hip with one hand, holding on as she rode him, her hot sheath clasping around him. Up and down, grinding as their bodies collided, meshing together, melding. Heat flooded him, and his heart pumped hard inside his chest, his body close to soaring.
“Not coming without you,” he said, holding back despite the blood boiling in his veins.
Her cheeks were flushed, her lips parted, sweet satisfaction on her face.
He glanced down, his gaze taking in his cock, slick with her arousal, being swallowed up by her body.
“Again,” he muttered, entranced by the sight.
She bit down on her lower lip and pushed herself up, revealing his long length before she dropped down on him once more. “Oh God, I’m close.”
Her words took him by surprise, inflaming his need even more. “Then come,” he ordered.
At his command, she clenched her thighs tighter and pitched forward, her pubic bone hitting his. She cried out, the beginning of her orgasm crashing over her, and she rocked harder, grasping his wrist, holding on as she rode out the waves. He watched her, a vision as her breasts bounced and her body trembled, all for him.
“Kade!” His name on her lips triggered his release, and he came harder than ever, his entire body overcome by swells of ecstasy the likes of which he’d never known.
* * *
Lexie sat in bed with Kade, eating freshly delivered pizza right out of the box. For a man who liked his desk immaculate and his closet hangers just so, she was surprised he didn’t mind the crumbs in his bed. She was equally surprised by how at ease she felt with him after. He’d helped her off him, accompanied her to the bathroom to clean up, where they’d ended up sharing a fast shower, quick only because their stomachs were growling from the lack of sustenance all evening.
He’d lent her a tee shirt, declined her offer to leave, which she had to admit set her heart fluttering again. As if the amazing orgasms he’d given her in the car and in his bed, weren’t enough to have her smiling wide.
“I love cheesy pizza,” she said, placing the crust down and wiping her fingers on a napkin. The garlicky scent smelled like heaven to her.
“Me too.” He grabbed a napkin of his own.
She glanced over. His hair was a mess, but he was the sexiest thing she’d ever laid eyes on. “You know, I’m surprised you don’t mind … the mess.” She gestured to the box and balled up napkins.
He stilled.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—”
“No. I need to explain.” He threw all the garbage into the box and placed the cardboard onto the floor before turning back to her. “Where do I begin?”