Her back arches.
“Like that?” I ask against her mouth.
“Yes.”
I cup her fully then, thumb brushing the peak through lace until she whimpers, and that sound goes straight through me.
But I do not rush.
She deserves better than rushed.
I kiss my way down her throat, over the soft swell of her chest, taking my time with every inch of skin I uncover. I unfasten her bra and pull it away slowly, because a woman like Lexie ought to be savored. Her breasts are full and soft and damned near enough to bring a man to his knees on their own.
I do go to my knees.
Her breath catches when I look up at her from between her thighs.
“Weston.”
“Let me take care of you.”
Her fingers twist in the quilt. “Okay.”
I hook my thumbs into the sides of her underwear and ease them down her legs, spread her open, and just look at her for one hard second.
Such a beautiful pussy.
Soft. Pink. Already wet for me.
All because of me.
The satisfaction that hits me is primitive enough to make my jaw tighten.
I press one kiss to the inside of her thigh. Then another. I take my time there too, mouthing at her skin until she’s shifting on the bed, restless and needy, before I finally give her what she wants.
The first touch of my tongue makes her jolt.
I hold her thighs steady and do it again, slower this time, learning her as I go. The sounds she makes start sweet and startled, then turn into something softer and needier, little breaths and helpless whimpers that make me want to stay right here all damn night.
“That’s it,” I murmur against her. “Let me hear you.”
She does.
God, she does.
Her hands find my hair. Her hips twitch. Her whole body goes tight with feeling, and I keep her there, licking and sucking and giving her exactly what she needs until she’s shaking above me.
“Weston, I...”
“I know.” I kiss her once, then once more, right where she’s most sensitive. “Come for me, sweetheart.”
That does it.
She breaks with a cry she tries to swallow, thighs trembling around my shoulders, fingers gripping my hair hard enough to sting. I hold her through it, working her gently until the last shudder leaves her body.
Then I kiss my way back up to her, tasting her on my mouth when I kiss her and feeling her go soft and boneless under me.
Her eyes are dazed when she looks at me.
