Lexi’s lips are soft as they lightly graze over mine. Her movement is so unexpected, it takes me a moment to catch on to what’s happening. My mind is reeling over the fact that, after weeks of pushing me away, she’s now about as close as she can get. When I don’t respond, there’s no mistaking the embarrassment that rolls off her as she goes to pull away, and the realization suddenly spurs me into action.

I lift my hands, closing them around her face, locking her into place. I pull back just enough that I can feel her breath against my lips, my nose nuzzling against hers as I relish the sensation. Her hot breaths come fast and short, and in place of the embarrassment I felt a moment ago are nerves.

My tongue flicks out, licking along the edge of her lower lip before tenderly sucking it in between my teeth. I give it a soft nip, which earns me a breathy moan from the back of Lexi’s throat.

Pulling back again, I press my forehead to hers and smile against her lips. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”

“Do what?” she breathes out, her eyes still closed, as she continues to press her face into mine.

I bite her lip again before answering, “That. You drive me crazy with that every time I see you. Each time you pulled your lip in between your teeth, I couldn’t resist imagining what it would feel like. Taste like.”

“And?” she asks, finally opening her eyes and looking at me through her lowered lashes.

“Better than I could have possibly imagined.”

I completely capture her mouth with my own, my tongue pressing against the seam of her lips until she opens for me. She doesn’t take long to comply, her soft whimper going straight to my dick as she accepts me into her mouth.

I softly lean her back, rolling us so that I’m positioned over her, cradling her body with my arms while bracing myself up so that I don’t crush her with my weight. When I lean back down to kiss her, the hood of the stupid pink sweatshirt falls down over my head, and much to my horror, she giggles.

I push myself up, grabbing the hoodie with one hand and pulling it over my head. Her giggles are cut short when she sees me above her, completely naked from the waist up.

Her eyes dance over the muscles of my chest, her lip once again tormenting me as it slides between her teeth. She tentatively lifts a hand, her fingers twitching slightly as she raises her eyes to mine. I can see the question in them before she even has to ask.

“You can touch me,” I manage to rasp out when I really want to scream, God yes, please touch me before I combust!

Her fingers are gentle, the pads barely brushing along the heated skin of my pecs. And, if I thought I was about to ignite before, it’s nothing compared to the sensation building in my cock now that her hands are on me.

She slowly spreads her hands out across my chest, her fingers exploring every inch of bare flesh. When one of them dips lower, running down the rigid landscape of my abs, I nearly collapse on top of her.

I lower my head back to hers, taking her mouth with my own once again. She doesn’t hold back this time, her tongue tangling with mine as her hands continue their exploration of my body. I grind my erection into her hip, letting her know just what her touch is doing to me.

When she reaches the edge of the towel, her fingers toying with where it meets the V of my lower abdomen, I pause, my spine stiffening as I realize her fingers are trying to loosen the towel tucked around my waist.

I place my hand on hers, stopping her efforts. “We don’t have to do that, Lexi. That doesn’t have to be what tonight is about.”

She pushes my hand away, her fingers quickly resuming their work with the knotted towel. “I want you, Ian. I want to feel you. I want to feel beautiful and normal and…” She trails off, her eyes glistening as they dart away from mine.

I drop my lips back down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. “You’ve always been beautiful. From the moment I saw you, I knew there was something special about you. You’re the most gorgeous creature I’ve ever seen, Lexi. And, as far as normal goes…fuck normal. You’re the most spectacular woman I’ve ever met. There might not be a single thing about you that’s normal. But that’s only because everything about you is extraordinary.”

I melt back into her, pressing my body against hers as my mouth continues its assault on her lips. When she frees the towel from my waist, I inhale sharply at the feel of my bare skin against her clothed body. Her arms wind around me, her hands finding their way to my ass as she tosses the towel out of the way.

She presses her nails into the skin of my ass, pulling me hard and close against her. I grind my rigid cock against her warm body, the soft fabric of her leggings heightening the sensation. I drop my face from hers, my mouth on her neck, sucking and licking as I continue to rock against her.

“Touch me, Ian,” she gasps between moans, her fingers tracing lines up and down my back and ass.

She doesn’t have to ask me twice. Pulling back for a moment, I lift the thick sweater over her head, flinging it behind me, not giving a shit where it lands.

Her soft, smooth breasts strain against the fabric of her bra, her erect nipples evident through the thin lace. I freeze for a moment, marveling at the sight of her lying beneath me, her long blonde hair splayed around her head, her cheeks flushed, her lips red and swollen from my kisses. And her supple, flawless skin on display, just waiting for me to claim it.

I run my finger along her collarbone, taking my time as I slowly trail my hand down from the base of her neck to the swell of her breasts. She presses up into me when my hand closes around her still-covered breast, her body rolling against my touch.

“Please, Ian. I need to feel you.”

Returning my mouth to her neck, I nip and tease at her skin with my teeth as I rub my thumb against the rosy bud of her nipple. The feel of her moan vibrates against my lips, and I pull the thin fabric of her bra to the side, closing my hand around her bare flesh.

“Ian,” she whimpers as my finger and thumb roll around her nipple.

I fucking love the sound of my name on her lips. And I’m determined to hear it again and again and again, as many times as I can make her pant it before she finally screams it in ecstasy.

My lips replace my fingers on her breast as I maneuver us into a sitting position, her legs straddling mine, her head rolling back on her neck as my mouth works her nipple. I make quick work of her bra, unhooking the clasp and baring her exquisite chest to me completely. I take turns lavishing her breasts, making sure each nipple gets the attention it deserves, my hand toying with the other at the same time. Lexi lies slack in my arms, completely giving herself over to me, my arm the only thing keeping her from slithering to the floor.

I feel like a fucking god.

After a few minutes of me worshipping her perfect tits, she starts to rub against me in earnest. From our new position, her core is pressed firmly against my cock, her wet heat radiating through the fabric of her leggings.

She rocks against my cock, groaning as her clit comes in contact with my stiff length.

“You like that?” I ask, sliding my hips forward to give her better access.

She nods, pulling her lip between her teeth once more.

“Then, use me, baby. Use me to get yourself off. I want to see you when you come.”

She picks up speed, rubbing and grinding herself against me, and I meet her inch for inch. I don’t take my mouth or hands from her body, teasing her nipples as she chases her orgasm.

“That’s it,” I say, grazing my teeth over one sweet bud. “That’s it, baby. Let me see you come.”

I look up at her face from my position at her breasts, and I see the exact moment when she goes over the edge. Her eyes squeeze shut, her head thrown back, as she screams out my name, her entire body curling around mine in the frenzy of her orgasm.

It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

I grab hold of her hips, moving her against me when the sensation becomes too much for her to continue, letting her ride out her orgasm for as long as possible. When she finally collapses into my arms, her eyes hooded and her smile sated, I kiss her.

“You’re fucking gorgeous.”

She smiles against my mouth, her hands trailing down to the space between my legs.

“We don’t—” I start, but she quickly cuts me off, nipping my bottom lip.

“Shut up, Ian. I know you want this as much as I do.”

I can’t argue with that—not with the evidence so obviously raging from my body. The second her fingers close around my length, I hiss. The feel of her body against mine through her clothes was almost too much to bear. The feel of her bare skin on mine is…

Fucking unreal.

She lets go of my cock for a moment, leaning back to shimmy out of her leggings. I watch her breasts sway as she moves, still a little in shock that this stunning woman is naked in front of me.

When she comes forward, my cock poised right at her entrance, she breaks the trance I fell into. “I don’t have any condoms.”

Fuck. I wasn’t even thinking about protection.

I pull back, my mind spinning as I try to come up with an alternative. Saran wrap is pretty much the same thing, right?

“I’ve been on the pill for years though. And I’ve been tested. I’m clean.”

When I realize what she’s suggesting, it’s all I can do to keep from flipping her over and pounding into her right then and there. “I’ve never been with anyone without one. And I get tested regularly. I’m good.”

She presses her core down onto me, the tip of my cock barely breaching her entrance. “Then, make love to me, Ian.”

I surge upward, my head falling forward against her shoulder at the feeling of her wet heat. She’s so tight, the walls of her pussy clenching around my cock like a vise.

“Oh, God,” she groans as I fill her, stretching her hungry little pussy to the breaking point.

I’ve definitely been blessed in the dick region, and I’m incredibly grateful. Because the sight of this woman as my cock stretches and fills her…it’s enough to wreck me.

It doesn’t take long until I’m at the brink of my own orgasm, but I refuse to let go until I’ve gotten her off at least one more time. I slow down and think of baseball—ha-ha—and bring my thumb to her clit. I use my hand to stroke her on the outside as my cock slowly caresses her on the inside, and before I know it, she’s gasping against me, her body clenching around mine in the most delicious way possible.

I let go at the same time I feel her come, tripling the speed of my thrusts as I drive myself toward orgasm, using my body to extend hers. She screams out my name as I collapse against her, completely spent.

I grab the towel I was wearing earlier, cleaning up the mess I made between her legs. We don’t talk, just smile and touch as I arrange her in my arms in front of the fire. Pulling the blanket from the back of the couch, I drape it over both of us as I pull her against my body. She nestles her head into the crook of my shoulder, and within minutes, she’s asleep.

It takes me a little longer to finally give in to my exhaustion. Because I know, no matter what might lie ahead of me in my dreams, nothing could possibly be as good as the reality I just experienced.