know what I want in life, and strong enough to take it. I want Lexi, it’s that simple. I felt the way she froze earlier at my declaration. I’ll let her retreat for now. She’s young and coming from a bad place, so I let her believe this is just temporary, just about settling some desires in her…when in reality, I plan on keeping her.
Forever, if she will let me.
I’m too old for games, yet I’m willing to play them to get her. Willing to do whatever it takes to make her see she belongs with me. Like now, I’m watching her sleep. The moon shines through the open window, lovingly illuminating her beautiful face and her blonde hair, which is spread across my pillow like I imagined for so many nights. Her body is pressed to mine, each curve so different than my hard, aged body.
I feel dirty and wrong. She’s young and makes me feel so much older…but that won’t stop me. I don’t care what anyone thinks or how big the age difference is—when you know, you know.
And Lexi? She’s the one.
The one I’ve been waiting for. It’s never been like this. I thought I could take her body, the body she offered, and feel nothing. I was wrong. The sex…fuck, it blows my mind. I’ve never been so attracted to someone, and the way we come together, it’s like heaven in a beautiful blonde package.
Relationships like this don’t come around often. I refuse to be like my idiot son and let the best thing to ever happen to me go.
Justin… What will he think? Do I care?
He’s a fool, always has been. He treats women like disposable holes—hurts them, then leaves them. He’s young, I know that, but sometimes, I hate the prick.
Why did he have to meet her first?
I’m tired of watching her and wanting, tired of pretending I don’t ache for her. That I don’t dream about her, visualising her in my arms, her body splayed out beneath me.
She wants me, I know it.
But will it be enough?
The questions crowd my mind, but when she turns with an adorable little snore and presses her face to my chest, I realise I don’t care. That will figure itself out, all I care about is that she’s here. With me. In my bed, in my arms.
For now, Lexi is mine.
And I plan on making the most of it.
Wrapping my arms around her, our legs tangled together, I press my head to hers and close my eyes, a smile on my face. My little angel burrows closer like she can’t get enough. I fight the tiredness pulling at my mind and body, wanting to remember this night forever.
The beginning of the rest of my life.
With Lexi at the center of it.
Lexi
I wake up slowly with pleasure curling through my body, something hard against my back, and my heart pounding. I’m on the verge of coming…
What the—
A moan leaves my lips as I feel Tyler behind me. His cock is in my pussy, and he grips my breast as he fucks me slowly with hard, measured thrusts.
“Finally awake, Angel?” he murmurs. “You were so deeply asleep, yet you almost came for me, my dirty little girl.”
He runs his hand down the valley of my breasts and cups my pussy as he drives into me harder. “So fucking close. Even asleep, you were wet for me. What were you dreaming of, Angel?”
I groan, and he laughs, kissing my neck and up to my ear. “Was it about my cock?”
“I don’t—I don’t remember,” I gasp, stuttering over the words as he slaps my clit.
My body is pressed so tightly against his, there isn’t an inch of room between us. I can feel his heart hammering in time with mine, his hand shaking slightly as he holds me and pounds into me now that I’m awake.
“I bet it was, Angel. You woke me by moaning in your sleep, your hand stroking down my stomach like the greedy girl you are. I couldn’t help myself,” he murmurs into my ear, the dirty words making me cry out, and he slaps my clit again. “Did I say you could come yet, Angel?” he growls.
I shake as the release sneaks up on me. I’m so close—he suddenly pulls out of me, making me groan.
I’m flipped, and he’s over me, the shadows of the dark room covering his face. Those dark eyes lock on me hungrily, and his big, thick arms are on either side