But truthfully? “I was hoping this would happen,” she admitted, leaning forward to nip at his ear while she worked his belt open and zipper down. She brought her mouth to his just as she wrapped her hand around his cock. “I wanted to be ready for you.”
“Fuck, Lex,” he said, sliding a finger through her wetness. “I’d say you’re more than ready.”
“So are you,” she retorted, sliding her hand up and down his hard length. “So what are you waiting for?”
Mitch needed no further encouragement, and a moment later, Lexie’s legs were wrapped tight around his hips as he pushed slowly into her.
“Oh my God,” she said, head falling back and hitting the wall with a thunk.
In all of her fantasies of this moment, the moment they finally reunited, where Mitch was finally back where he belonged, not a single one of them could have prepared her for this.
His kiss had been familiar, like seeing an old friend after a long time apart.
But this? With him buried to the hilt inside her, stretching her in that delicious way only he could do?
It was exactly like coming home after being gone for too long.
“Mitch,” she ground out. “Fuck, it’s so good.”
He pulled out and slammed into her again, her moans growing in volume as he picked up speed.
Mitch slapped his hand over her mouth to quiet her, burying his face in the crook of her neck to muffle his own noises.
But that didn’t stop his relentless pounding into her. Something in him seemed to have snapped when he first slid into her, and he was picking up speed with each thrust, the mirror above the sink next to them rattling so hard Lexie was afraid it was going to crash to the floor at any second, giving them away.
Then Mitch slowed, and stopped completely, buried so deep inside her italmosthurt, hitting that one spot that only he had ever been able to reach, and said, “I forgot how good you feel.”
And with those six words, she was once again lost, all other thoughts in her brain written over by the sheer presence of this man. Even after all this time, she was still utterly gone for him, swept up in the way he supported her entire body with his hips, one arm wrapped tightly around her waist as he pumped in and out of her. She was lost in the way her toes curled in pleasure when he moved his hand away from her mouth to shove it between them, toying with her clit even though there was barely an inch of space between them.
And she was completely lost in how fucking good it felt to have him wrapped in her arms again.
“No one feels as good as you,” she breathed when he resumed moving in and out of her, so slowly that she dug her fingers into his ass, urging him on. “No one has ever felt as good as you.”
“I know, baby,” he said, teeth gritted as he continued pumping in and out of her, his shoulders bunching under her hands as she slid them up his back. She clung to him like a life raft in the middle of the ocean.
That’s how it had always been between them: one step away from drowning, each other being the only thing keeping their heads above water.
“Mitch,” she moaned, her voice half-strangled. “Don’t stop. Whatever you do, don’t stop.”
“Never,” he whispered, trapping her earlobe between his teeth.
Seconds later, as that pressure between Lexie’s legs nearly reached its peak, someone pounded on the door, and Mitch froze, eyes wide as they looked into her own.
“If you’re a really good girl and be quiet,” he whispered, “they’ll probably go away.”
Lexie responded by burying her face in his shoulder, his dress shirt damp and sticking to his sweat-slicked skin, his linen jacket long since abandoned somewhere outside.
“Lexie?” Someone called. “It’s Berk. Are you in there?”
Lexie lifted her head, opening her mouth to answer.
“What did I just tell you?” Mitch hissed.
She rolled her eyes at him. Even with his dick inside her, this man was infuriating. “And I told you not to stop, so I guess neither of us are very good at taking orders.”
“Lexie?” Berkley asked again.
It was impossible to straighten her thoughts to form coherent sentences that weren’t her moaning Mitch’s name and begging for more. Her entire mind was focused on the spot where they were joined. Nothing else in the world mattered but that.
