Crazy Stupid Bromance (Bromance Book Club #3) - Lyssa Kay Adams Page 0,71
shook as he stood and undid his jeans. She helped to free his erection and cover him in a condom, and then she wrapped her legs around his waist as he bent over her.
He could barely think because the tip of him was already pressed against her opening, and fuck, fuck, he was like a virgin again. He buried his face in her neck and thrust. And the entire fucking world shifted. “Alexis . . .”
She gasped, arching into him.
Nothing had ever felt like this. Nothing.
She held him there, her face pressed into his neck. And that’s when he felt it. The shudder in her chest. He rose up immediately, afraid he was crushing her. But she rolled her face away from him. He watched a tear roll down her cheek.
Fuck. What did he do? “What’s wrong?”
She sucked in another shaky breath, but when she let it out, it came out with a small sob.
He reached up and turned her face back to him. “Talk to me.”
“I’m sorry. I’m just . . .” She caught her breath. “I’m just happy.”
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Alexis woke up alone the next morning.
She rose on her elbows and tried to get her bearings, but then she heard the clink of dishes in the kitchen.
She pulled on a long T-shirt, padded downstairs, and leaned in the doorway at the end of the hall to study him. He stood at the island with his back to her, a bowl of cereal in one hand and his phone in the other, scrolling absently with his thumb until he set it down to take a bite. He’d showered but hadn’t dried his hair all the way.
“Good morning.”
He turned around and smiled, and in that instant, she never ever wanted him to leave. She wanted to wake up to that smile every day of her life. He set his bowl down as she approached. His hands gripped her hips and tugged her close.
“Morning,” he murmured, dipping his head.
They shared a sweet, brief kiss that sent her heart into overdrive. “You’re awake early.”
“Habit.” He squeezed her hips. “I made you some tea.”
She leaned against the counter and met his coy smile with one of her own as she sipped her tea. “You know last night, what you did, the oral thing?” Her face flamed as she said it.
He lifted a single eyebrow, a sexy smile tugging his lips up at the corners. “Yeah, I remember the oral thing.”
“I’ve never, I mean. No one has ever . . .” She shut up and bit her lip.
His face lost all traces of amusement. “You’ve never had oral sex?”
She shrugged. “Not on me. I mean, not done to me.”
The look on Noah’s face couldn’t have been more disgusted if she’d told him she’d switched alliances from Finn to Poe. “What the fuck is wrong with the men of this country?”
She barked out a laugh as he suddenly blocked her against the counter with his arms. Boom. Her nipples pebbled and her thighs began to sweat.
His mouth dipped to her ear. “Did you like it?”
“I thought that was obvious,” she panted. The heat of his breath made her weak and wet.
“Want me to do it again?” His tongue dipped into the cave of her ear.
“Yep,” she squeaked.
“Good,” he breathed, lips now tickling her throat. “Because knowing that I’m the only man in this whole goddamned world who knows how good you taste makes me want to do it over and over again.”
“You—You think I taste good?”
“You are a fucking delicacy,” he growled, lips now hovering over hers. “And I plan to feast on you every chance I get.”
He devoured her mouth and then released her with a swat on the butt.
Alexis laughed and pushed him away. “Who is this man in my kitchen, and what you have done with my mild-mannered Noah?”
He winked at her, and her entire body went up in flames.
“I wish I didn’t have to work today,” she yawned, carrying her tea to the table. She sat down and drew one leg up on her chair. “But since I was off Friday and Saturday, I can’t justify another day off, even if it’s Sunday.”
Noah shoveled another bite of cereal into his mouth. “I have about a thousand things to catch up on too. I wish I could cancel every one of them.”
“New clients?”
“Old ones who can’t train their employees to stop opening phishing emails.”