“Don’t, Killian.” She didn’t stop my hand from slipping between her thighs. “I said no.”
My fingers halted just below her underwear. “Do you want me to stop because we’re in public and anyone can walk out here, or because you don’t want me?”
The answer was written all over her flushed face—as was the desire.
“No one’s paying attention to us. They’re all busy schmoozing each other.” That wasn’t entirely true. Micah could be watching. I hoped he was.
“Kill, I?—”
I pulled her underwear aside and dragged a finger across her entrance, teasing her. “I knew it. So fucking wet, Red.”
My breath hitched. I finally knew how it felt to be inside her. It was only my finger, but it was enough to make my head spin. I’d dreamed about this when we were teenagers, imagining how it would feel to kiss her, to spread her out on my bed and have her come undone beneath me.
The tattoo over my heart throbbed as if it knew the very person behind the ink was slowly surrendering at my touch.
Her lids fluttered as I sank my finger deeper into her pussy. “K-Killian… you have to stop.”
“Make me.” I nibbled her ear, and instead of pushing me away, she rocked her hips, creating more friction as she rubbed against my palm. “That’s what I thought.”
Lexi melted into me, her breath ragged while her pulse jumped against my lips as I kissed her neck. She gasped when I bit her flesh, marking her as mine.
Would Micah see the bruise and know it was from me?
I added another finger and pumped in and out, her tiny whimpers making my dick throb. “Does this feel good?”
Her head angled back, giving me more access to her throat. “Nope. Not at all.” Her reply was all breath, even though she tried to hide it.
“Then you won’t mind me stopping.” I began to pull away.
“No, don’t!” Her mouth snapped shut the moment she realized her mistake.
My low, husky chuckle echoed between us as I dipped back into her, a shudder traveling through her body. She wanted to fight me, to push me away, but her brain was no longer in charge as lust conquered every shred of common sense—for both of us.
I’d loathe myself when I sobered up, but it would be worth it if that asshole Neophyte believed Lexi was mine. And I’d gut him if he hurt her.
Her frantic breaths filled the porch, and the pain from her nails digging into my shoulders had my balls tightening, begging for release.
I pressed her against the wall and hitched her leg around my hip, savoring the feel of her against my ultrasensitive skin. Lexi’s arousal soaked into me, and I craved her pleasure as if it were my own. “Do you want to come?”
“Yes.Please.”
“Tell me you want me,” I growled against her throat. “Tell me you fantasize about me as you play with yourself. You imagine my cock filling you until you scream for mercy.”
Lexi pulled back, those blue irises blazing as she scowled. “I hate you.”
I flicked her bottom lip with my tongue. “That doesn’t mean you don’t want me.” She whimpered as I circled her clit with my thumb. “Do you want to come or not, Red? I can leave you here to finish on your own, but it won’t be nearly as good. We both know it.”
She let out a string of curses that would make a pirate proud. “I want you, Killian. I’ve been thinking about you, pretending your hands are all over me while I pleasure myself.” Her nostrils flared even as she neared her release. “You’re the one I want inside me while I scream.”
“Good girl.”
My tempo quickened, and I twisted my fingers while thrusting in and out of her pussy. It didn’t take long for her muscles to spasm, and I crushed my mouth against hers to silence her moans while she came all over my hand.
Fuck. This girl would make me erupt in my pants.
Lexi’s head tipped back as she sagged against me, her cheeks flushed and skin practically glowing. “You are such a bastard.”
“There’s no denying how much you want me, though.” I pulled out of her, dropped her leg, and lifted my hand coated in her juices. As she watched, I slowly licked her from my fingers. “Your turn.”
