Lexis
Lexis attempted to stretch her stiff limbs. Attempted being the operative word. She couldn’t move more than an inch in any direction before she encountered unyielding muscles. Not her own. None of her muscles were that corded or bulky.
The edges of her deep sleep crept away, and awareness slowly overtook her fogged mind. She shifted her hips, but that slight movement apparently woke the beast behind her, his arms and legs tightening around her even more, and drawing her body flush against his once more.
Peeking one eye open, Lexis looked over her shoulder to find Bryan’s face buried into her sex-tangled hair. While most people might call this position spooning, it didn’t seem to cover exactly how cocooned Bryan had her. Maybe she could make up a new term for his preference for close sleeping. He was the envelope to her letter. The straightjacket to her crazy person. The tortilla to her taco. The tongs to her bacon.
Okay, maybe she was just super hungry.
As if proving her point, Lexis’ stomach rumbled. Bryan’s hand stroked down from where it had been cupping one of her breasts and stroked her belly, as if his touch could quiet her need for sustenance.
“Five more minutes,” he grumbled in her ear.
Lexis chuckled and snuggled back into him a little more, feeling his cock stir against her ass. “You tell that extra appendage between your legs to simmer down. You fuck me one more time before I get food in me, and I might have to punch you again.”
Bryan’s hot breath scattered her hair as he laughed against her neck. “Good to know. Feed Lexis first thing in the morning.” Slowly, he untangled his limbs from around her heated body. “I feel like I should start a list of Lexis rules. Like they had for the gremlins in that movie. Rule one, if you don’t give Lexis sex when she demands it, watch out. Rule two, always feed Lexis before devouring her in the morning. Rule three, always bite her nipples while fucking her with your fingers.”
Never in her life had Lexis laughed so much with a man. Before Ashton came along, the men she slept with had left her crying or steaming angry. But Bryan just left her feeling like a big puddle of aroused, amused goo.
“Okay, I’ll make breakfast. You grab a shower.” Bryan leapt from the bed without any warning, and slapped her ass on his way to the bathroom. After a few minutes he emerged, looking like he could take on the world, while she still loathed the idea of crawling out from the warm bed. “Come on, sleepy head. Grub in twenty minutes. Get a move on.”
Bryan marched down her hall, totally unconcerned with his nakedness.
“Are you a morning person?” She called after him. “Because if you are, we are going to have some issues. And if you plan on making anything other than cereal, may I suggest putting your underwear back on, crazy-man?”
His footsteps stopped, then he turned and strode back into the room, his half-hard cock bouncing side to side as he crossed the room to where his clothes had ended up the night before. “Good call on the undies. Bacon grease and balls do not mix.”
Lexis smiled through her faster-than-normal shower. Hummed and grinned while picking out her clothes for the day and braiding her still-wet hair. Then damn near skipped down the stairs as the scent of pancakes, bacon, and coffee filled her home.
A sight she never thought she would have the pleasure of seeing waited for her in the kitchen. Bryan, shirtless, wearing nothing but his boxer briefs, stood at the stove, flipping pancakes, turning bacon, and sipping coffee. For just a moment she stopped in the doorway and admired him. He seemed so at ease in her space. Like he had always been there. And always would be.
Despite his previous reputation for being a bit of a slut, Lexis had no reservations about opening her life and heart up to Bryan Coy. Something in the way he looked at her made her feel safe. Almost loved, though it was far too soon to be throwing around the ‘L’ word.
He must have felt her looking at him, because he turned and winked at her, then motioned for her to take a seat. Before she could even blink, she had a plate with triple the amount of food she would normally eat in front of her, and a cup of coffee in her hand. “Damn, this is some great service!”
“This is nothing, babe. After breakfast, I plan to give you at least a handful of orgasms before I have to leave for my shift.”
Bryan sat across from her, and they lapsed into easy conversation about their day ahead while eating the filling meal. She could picture this, them sharing meals as well as their lives on a daily basis.
The only thing missing was Ash.
Unfortunately, the morning moved far too quickly, and before she knew it, Bryan had to leave for work. But not before he fulfilled his promise of making her come several more times. The man was a machine.
“Fuck, never before have I wanted to go to work less than I do right now.” Bryan held her hips firmly against his and ran his nose against her neck, something he seemed to love doing. Lexis trailed her hands up the thick layers of clothes and flak jacket covering his chest. His job made her nervous, but she knew he loved it and excelled at it, so she would just have to live with it if they planned to continue this new relationship.
“When can I see you again?” His whisper in her ear sent shivers racing down her spine.
The first thought that came to her mind was as soon as possible. But she had Ash to think about. As much as she wanted Bryan every day, starting right that moment, Ashton was totally unaccustomed to men being a part of their lives. She would need to ease him into this.
“I want to say tonight, but Ashton will be here, and I’m not sure I’m ready for you to spend the night while he’s here.” She hated the disappointment she saw in Bryan’s eyes. He recovered quickly with his patented boyish grin, but that brief flash of defeat would stay with her.
“I understand; he’s your son and you have to protect him.” Bryan took her hands in his and crouched down slightly so they were eye to eye. “But I want you to know that I’m all in on us. So I would really like to spend some time with the two of you. Let him get used to having me around. And maybe if that goes well, I’d eventually like to spend some time one-on-one with him so we can start to build a relationship, too. If that is okay with you, of course.”
Lexis lowered her head in an effort to hide the wide smile that slipped its way onto her face. This man was something else. Something she had never known existed. He was her unicorn. A tall, buff, hot, redheaded, sweet, gentle, well hung, fabulous in bed, unicorn.
Instead of responding to his request, Lexis raised her lips to his, taking them in a slow, sensual kiss.
When they separated, Bryan growled in frustration, obviously not wanting to leave.
“Go, Officer Coy. Serve and protect and all that noble stuff.” She smiled and pushed her hands against his chest.
Reluctantly, he took several steps back, watching her as he crossed the lawn to his squad car at the curb. Lexis bit her lip, trying in vain to hide her smile again.
“Fuck, woman, don’t bite your lip like that. You did that right after I made you scream my name last night.” He stopped halfway to his car, teetering on the balls of his feet like he wanted to sprint back to her.
“Alright, stud. Get out of here.” Lexis laughed and backed up into her house, then closed the door before he could bum rush her and take her back to bed.
Lexis wandered through her house. Mondays were her slow day, her day to recover from a busy weekend of running Ash to activities and doing her adult toy parties. But she felt energetic and happy. Too pumped full of happiness and endorphins to just sit around like she normally would. Maybe she should finally clean out Ashton’s closet. He still had clothes in there from two years ago. It could definitely do with a good paring down.
She’d made it halfway up the stairs when the doorbell rang, and a giddy grin appeared on her face. Bryan would be late if he didn’t get going soon, though she was happy he wanted to see her one more time.
“Did you forget—” Her joy quickly extinguished when she swung the door open to find not Bryan, but her slightly creepy neighbor on her front stoop. “I’m sorry, I thought you would be someone else. Can I help you with something, Wyatt?”
The man plastered a fake smile on his face that Lexis quickly saw through. His yellow and brown teeth made her stomach queasy, but she tried to hide the disgust from her face.
“Sugar.”
Lexis tilted her head and looked at him with a confused expression. “Sorry?”
“That’s what neighbors do, right? Give each other sugar?” Wyatt’s eyes wandered down her body, lingering on her breasts and legs. Completely skeeved out, Lexis crossed her arms over her chest. “I’m baking. Don’t have sugar, thought I could grab some from you and avoid a trip to the store.”
“Oh. Um, sure. How much do you need?” Lexis just wanted this guy gone. But she also didn’t want to be rude. They were neighbors for the foreseeable future, after all.
“Cup should do it.”
“Okay, stay right here, and I’ll be right back with it.” Lexis turned, closed the door behind her, leaving him outside. She padded into the kitchen, where just a couple hours before, Bryan had made her breakfast then eaten her out on the kitchen table. She wished he was still there. That he could deal with the weird man at her door and she could wash her hands of him.
“So, what’s with the cop car in front of your house all night?”
Lexis jumped and spun around with the sugar container clutched to her chest. What the fuck was this guy doing following her into her home uninvited? Not wanting to let on how truly scared she was at that moment, Lexis smiled and moved to the other side of the kitchen, farther away from Wyatt. “It belongs to my boyfriend. Officer Bryan Coy. He’s with the Middleburg Police Department.”
The guy nodded, looking around her home as if he was searching for something he had lost. “He spend a lot of nights here?”
“Yeah. A lot. He’s pretty possessive and doesn’t like to be gone for long.” She knew she was way overexaggerating their relationship, but at that moment she felt the lie protected her, that it might keep this guy from doing anything that might harm her. But he didn’t make a move for her. Instead, he rooted himself in the doorway to the kitchen. The only exit.
“And the little boy I see running around. That your kid, too?” His beady eyes slid back to her once more, with no hint of why he was asking these questions.
“Yup, that’s our son.” More lies. Sweat broke out along her back, dripping down and making her shiver. Back in the day, Lexis had hung with a pretty rough crowd. Bikers and drunks, mostly. But none of them ever gave her the sense of unease like this guy did.
“Huh. Had no idea when I bought the place next door that a cop practically lived next door. Nice to know the neighborhood is safe.” Wyatt didn’t look happy about the idea of having law enforcement nearby. Though his face remained impassive, his eyes betrayed the anger he obviously hid.
“Yeah, extra bonus for you.” Lexis held out the bag of sugar to him, not bothering to measure out a cup. That would take too long. “Here’s the sugar. You can just take that. I need to get ready for work.”
Wyatt took a step closer, grasped the sugar, and pulled it back while he let his gaze bore into hers. “Thanks, neighbor. Tell that son of yours I said hi.”
The breath froze in Lexis’ throat. He might not have threatened Ash in so many words, but the message was clear.
Wyatt turned and walked back through the house. Once the click of the front door latch echoed through her still house, the air whooshed out of Lexis’ lungs, and she stumbled to the table and leaned against it for support.
What the hell kind of men had moved in next door?