"Okay, that's fair." She took a breath, visibly steadying herself. "I'm good. I promise. Don't stop on my account."
"You sure?"
In answer, she grabbed his waistband and pulled him toward the bedroom.
They made it as far as the doorway before Alex had her pressed against the frame, his mouth on her neck, her hands working at the button of his shorts. She shoved them down, and he kicked them aside, leaving him in nothing but wet boxer briefs that did absolutely nothing to hide his arousal.
"Impressive," Lily murmured, her hand tracing his length through the fabric.
Alex's hips jerked. “Jesus—” he hissed through his teeth, every muscle in his body rigid at her touch.
"I want to see you." Her voice was steady now, the fear replaced by something darker, hungrier. "All of you."
He obliged.
Her sharp intake of breath was gratifying. "Yeah. That's... wow."
"Eloquent."
"Shut up, I'm processing."
Then her hand wrapped around him, and Alex stopped being capable of witty banter.
"Fuck," he groaned, his forehead dropping to her shoulder.
Lily stroked him slowly, experimentally, learning his responses the way he'd learned hers. Her thumb swept over the head, spreading the moisture gathering there, and Alex's vision went white at the edges.
"Bed," he managed. "Now. Unless you want this to be over embarrassingly fast."
They tumbled onto the mattress in a tangle of limbs, and suddenly Lily was beneath him, her wild curls fanned across his pillow, her green eyes dark with want.
"Hi," she whispered.
"Hi yourself."
He kissed her deeply, thoroughly, while his hands finally—finally—peeled off her bikini bottoms. She was bare beneath him, and the sensation of skin against skin made them both groan.
"Alex." Her hips lifted, seeking him. "Please."
"Not yet." He kissed down her body, taking his time despite the urgency pounding through his veins. "I want to taste you first."
"Oh god?—"
He settled between her thighs, pressing kisses to the sensitive skin there, making her squirm. When he finally put his mouth on her, Lily's back arched completely off the bed.
"Alex—"
She was sweet and salt and utterly addictive. Alex groaned against her, the vibration making her cry out, and he did it again just to hear the sound. His tongue explored her folds, learning what she liked, noting her responses with the same attention he gave his research. He wanted to learnher.
When he found her clit and sucked gently, Lily came apart with a scream that was swallowed by the thunder overhead.
He worked her through it, gentling as she trembled, only pulling back when her hands tugged weakly at his hair.
"Get up here," she demanded, her voicewrecked.
Alex crawled up her body, and she kissed him deeply, moaning at the taste of herself on his lips.
"I need—" She reached between them, positioning him at her entrance. "I need you."
