I quirk a brow, amused. “You want us to go back to fighting then?”
“Fighting with you is pretty hot too. Although some of those arguments got too heated, and not in a good way.”
Her words make me reflect grimly on some of our uglier clashes—all the hurtful shit I’ve thrown at her in anger, deliberately pushing her buttons to wound her.
I take her chin gently, regret churning inside. “I don’t deserve your kindness, Lexi. Not after how I’ve treated you.”
Her expression softens and she cups my cheek. “Of course you do. You deserve every bit of kindness, Connor. More now than ever.” Her voice is firm, passionate. “I saw those articles. Damn, I was furious. That senator painted you as the sleaziest man alive. You can’t let that slide.”
“It’s just noise. It’ll pass.”
It hits me like a sledgehammer that the only thing that truly matters right now is that she gives me her time. Even when I’ve done nothing to deserve it.
???
I sink onto her minuscule mattress with a martyred groan. “This bed’s made for goddamn Smurfs, Lexi.”
She climbs atop, baggy tee riding high on thighs I want wrapped around me and grinding.
I’ll hand it to her; the girl can cook. Grace is still out, but I know we don’t have much time.
“It fits normal folk just fine. You’re the size of Godzilla,” she teases, straddling my lap.
I attempt to fluff up her inadequate excuse for a pillow. “One pillow?”
“Is this not acceptable, your highness? Or do you require more padding for your royal head?” Her words drip with sarcasm. “It’s not my fault your head weighs a ton.”
“How many times do I have to tell you not to sass me?” I give her a stern look, my eyebrow raised.
In a flash I heave her over my knee. She squeals in surprise. “What the hell?”
I drag her shorts down and deliver a firm smack to her ass, savoring the satisfying sound it produces.
“Fuck!” She jumps, but there’s breathless laughter too. “Shit, that stings!”
“It’s meant to sting, angel,” I reply, voice rough with lust.
Standing up, I bend her over the bed and gently push her forward.
“Spread your legs,” I growl. “Now.”
Reaching around, I tease her clit with my fingers, feeling it throb under my touch. She moans and lets her hands fall onto the mattress.
The sight of her naked body from behind, waiting for me, sends a surge of desire through me. No doubt about it, I’m an ass man.
“Wider,” I command, nudging her legs apart with my foot.
I give that perfect ass another playful slap, relishing the way it jiggles under my touch.
She does as she’s told, her laughter punctuated by a subtle shiver that reveals her nervousness.
Bending down, I press a reassuring kiss against her back.
I position myself behind her, my hands gripping her perfect backside. She lets out a soft gasp as I slide into her, feeling the tightness of her around me.
“Shit,” I grunt. “You’re so tight, I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Just give me a second,” she pants.
