“Constantly surprise me.”
A smile bends my lips as I kiss the underside of his jaw before nipping his chin. “That’s because you constantly inspire me,mi amor.”
That seems to break the very last of his restraint, and he fucks into me like a man possessed, like he used to before his birthday.
When he twists both my nipples with the perfect harshness, I go all the way off. I come apart with a loud scream that I muffle into his shoulder, biting into it so hard he grunts in pain. He follows me seconds later, moaning my name endlessly. My orgasm is stronger than the ones I’ve had lately, and its intensity brings tears to my eyes. Shit, it’s fucking amazing.
Lex seems to enjoy himself immensely, too, his jerky thrusts hectic, his thick and warm cum filling me until it seeps out from around his cock to trickle down the crack of my ass onto the bench.
Fuck, I forgot how much I love it when he creampies me like this. It has to be a fucking miracle that I haven’t gotten pregnant yet. Is there a point where too much sperm can win against copper? Apparently not, since he’s filled me to the brim many times. Science is fucking amazing.
He lies over me on the bench, as spent as I am, and I don’t make him move even though it’s hard to breathe. “Are you okay, baby?” I ask with a feeble voice, grazing his back up and down.
“I should be the one asking you.”
“Oh, I’m fantastic. Ready for round two when you are.”
He chuckles over me. “That’s the insatiable raccoon I know and love. Let’s get a thousand calories into you first, and then you can use all that regained energy to do the fucking.”
“That sounds like a genius plan, Coleman.”
“Well, I have to use my genius brain for something, don’t I?”
I giggle, pulling him in for a deep kiss.
Sometimes, I see the man so much that I forget the genius. But he actually is one, so when he says I don’t have to worry about Evora, then I need to believe him. That’ll make the gala a lot more pleasant than I anticipated.
And if people see me on his arm and don’t get why he chose me, then fuck them. It’s their problem for not getting it.
Weget it, and that’s all I need.
Chapter 30
Although my main reason for not wanting to attend Evora’s gala was to spare Andrea, having to wear a tuxedo was a close second. It’s constricting, rigid, and whoever invented bow ties didn’t like breathing. I’m tugging at the damn thing when Tamika opens the door.
She smiles upon seeing me dressed like this and then signs, “Andy is finishing up in her room.”
Then she steps to the side, allowing me in. While she returns to the couch to watch her show, I walk up to Andrea’s door and knock on it. “Come in!” she shouts from inside.
I do, finding her shuffling through a drawer of her dresser. My mouth can’t decide if it should fall open or twist into an appreciative smirk. Her floor-length dress is tight in all the right places, falling over her broad hips with meticulous draping. The light jade color contrasts with her skin, the satin cloth catching the light, giving her an ethereal aura.
When she turns around, I first notice the deep cleavage that stops right before her navel, and then the slit that runs high on her thigh. Fucking Christ, I’ll spend my evening fighting men off to keep them away from my woman. I’m so entranced by her dress that it takes me a moment to notice her hair isn’t curly. Then I see her makeup, which is objectively beautiful and highlights her big eyes and plump lips, but it makes me realize how much I love her in her natural state, bare of anything that isn’t her. At least she isn’t covered in foundation, so her freckles still shine through.
After a quick second of stupor upon seeing my appearance, she utters, “Oh, fuck you, Lex.”
“What?”
“I’ve been preparingallday—it literally required three professionals to get to this. And all it took was a shower and a tux for you to look likethis.”
“I actually went to the barber.”
“Such hardship,” she ironically says with a grin, approaching me. Amorously, she flattens her hands over my chest, caressing the fine fabric of my jacket. “My God, baby, how do you make a bow tie look hot and cute at the same time?”
Worth it.
“What happened there?” I ask, feeling a strand of her hair between my thumb and index.
“I got a blowout. Isn’t it nice like this?”
