Summer Breeze Kisses - Addison Moore Page 0,398

special, and that was the gift we both brought to the table and the bedroom.

“Lex,” he pants hard into my ear as he grabs my hips with superhuman strength and crashes my lips over his for a brief, hungry kiss. Axel lets out a mighty roar loud enough to rattle the walls as he holds me down. His chest pounds hard over mine, detonating like a series of eardrum-shattering sonic booms. Axel stills, burying his face in my neck, warming me with his breath. For a moment, I’m worried he’ll say something I’m not ready to hear—that I may never want to hear. The last thing I want are words exchanged between the two of us—at least not anything decent.

“Come on.” He pulls out and secures my legs around his waist as he shuttles us into a dark, cavernous room. The lights pop on as we head to an enormous bed with a thick tweed comforter neatly draped over it. “It’s time for that dessert you promised me.”

Axel lands me on my back, his dark head writhing over my belly then further down, and I do the only thing left to do—scream with ecstasy so unearthly loud it has the power to shatter every window in a three-state radius.

And then I scream again because I never want this feeling to end.

I never want us to end.

Axel

“I love it when you scream for me,” I whisper the words into her ear through heavy breathing.

I pull down the covers with a violent yank and land us both on the cool sheets. Our bodies are putting out enough heat to set the room ablaze. Lex pants, staring up at the ceiling with a dead gaze, and I’m not sure if I’m ready to ask her how she’s feeling just yet. I know for damn sure she loved what just happened. Her body shook so hard for a second I thought she was having a seizure. And judging by the way she struggled to pluck my hair out at the temples, the way her knees clamped down over my head assured me of a job well done. In truth, I didn’t want it to end. If there was an option to make it last forever, I would have locked in on it a long time ago. I missed this. I missed her. I missed those noises she makes, those throaty whimpers that drive me wild. And now I’ve got everything back if only for a night.

I pull her up and strip off her dress, unhook her bra, and send it sailing across the room. Lex pulls her arms over her chest in a weak attempt to cover herself before growling at me and relaxing back on the bed.

“Take off your clothes,” she barks out the command, and I’m quick to comply. I unbutton my shirt laboriously slow, taking it off as if it were my job. She gives my boxers a yank as if to say move it along, and I slip them off and strip down to my birthday suit.

“Recognize anything you like?”

“I see that my ex-boyfriend has adhered to a prison-worthy workout. Nice abs, Collins.” Her eyes flit down to my crotch for a moment. “And it looks as if your man parts finally caught up with your ego.”

“I didn’t realize you thought so little of me.” I land next to her, my face next to her chest, still heaving, and my gaze latches onto her chest.

“My eyes are up here.”

“I don’t care where your eyes are, sweetheart.” My mouth adheres to her flesh as it works its way down her torso. Lex has always needed me to feed her caustic words. The more I volleyed her sarcasm right back at her, the more she opened up to me—the more it solidified who we were. Lex needs those words to come back curt, dismissive, and as much as I’ve always thought of them like a game, I think in this new reincarnation of our relationship we should evolve, progress to that next level—to sweet words, the tender words I’ve craved to say to her for as far back as the day we met.

I love her like that with my mouth, taking my time over her honeyed flesh. I make a game of it as I reach her belly button, and she writhes and gasps below me. I inch down her thighs, each one as if they were dipped in sugar. I make love to her knees, her perfectly smooth legs before making