Lex searched her face. “You don’t look happy.”
He was right. Making her hot and hungry then hitting the brakes when she wanted to soar over the edge did not make her happy. And she had no idea what caused her to open her mouth and tell him about it.
“I guess because I’m feeling the exact opposite way.” His brows lifted in surprise. “I’ve had a three-date rule my entire life and never jumped into bed with anyone right away. For a long time, I’ve been doing things a certain way, and you made me want to change my routine up. Be bolder. Listen to my body. Which, by the way, is aching—for you.”
Maybe her feral fifties really were kicking in, because she wanted something, and she was done playing coy.
His nostrils flared and a sultry look passed over his face. “I think a true gentleman would take care of that ache.” His hand covered her knee, squeezed lightly, then began sliding up the outside of thigh.
“I don’t have much experience with gentlemen,” she whispered, breathing harder as his hand slid beneath her dress. His fingers began toying with the edge of her panties and she swallowed hard. “And honestly, it’s been a long time since I’ve ached for anyone.”
Those long fingers of his drifted over and brushed lightly along her seam. Her breath shuddered out. This man was magic. How the hell was he doing so much to her already? “But you’re aching for me?” Up and down. Slow, deliberate caresses. And with just enough pressure over her clit to make her gasp.
“Mmm-hmm.” She bit her lower lip as he slid the scrap of fabric aside then touched her overheated sex.
“You’re wet.”
“You sound surprised.”
He shook his head. “No. Just like knowing you’re ready for me.”
“You have no idea,” she murmured. Oh, God, was she ready. It felt amazing to know her body still worked. Could still so easily react with anticipation and desire.
As he slowly sank a finger inside, her nails dug into his arms. Need made her hips arch up, trying to pull his digit deeper. He moved it in and out, adding a second finger, completely focused on her reactions. Paying such close attention to what made her sigh and moan and writhe, she wondered if he was going to go home and write a research paper on how to drive a woman wild.
Because that’s exactly what he was doing. Building up the tension in such a way that she was clenching around his fingers and on the verge of biting down on his shoulder. Those expert fingers continued to tease and please, thrusting and scissoring, making her pussy weep with joy. At the same time, his thumb circled her clit with just the right amount of pressure.
She held on until her eyes rolled back in her head, and she cried out as the orgasm ricocheted through her entire body, pulsing through each limb, ending at her fingers and toes. Her body seemed to melt into the blanket, satiated like it hadn’t been in ages. Maybe ever.
“Oh. My. God.” Each word came out a whisper of wonder. Before she could open her eyes, his mouth was on hers, kissing her deeply while his talented fingers eased her down from the release.
He pressed several more kisses to her jaw and neck then pulled back. “Better?” he asked, a cocky grin spreading across his face.
“Wonderful,” she purred. Her eyes found his stunning baby blues, and she sent him a dazzling smile. “Can I keep you?”
He snorted out a laugh. “I’m all yours, sweetheart.”
“I feel like I should, ah, return the favor.”
But he shook his head. “Later. How about today is just about you?”
Was this man for real? “If you insist.”
He gently pulled her up into his arms. Leaning back against his chest, she held onto his forearms—which were incredibly sexy and strong—and they watched the sun begin to set. In a stunning display of red, orange and gold, it sank behind the mountains, and Summer sighed happily. For the first time in a very long time, she felt at peace. Fully present in the moment. And completely at ease. She didn’t worry about the past or the future, she just appreciated the now.
“I understand why you come here.” She dropped her head back against his shoulder. “There’s something really beautiful about it. It’s like we’re the only two people in the whole world.”
He dropped a kiss in her hair, his thumb gently stroking her wrist. “You’ll have to come back again with me.”
“In a heartbeat,” she whispered. Then she turned in his arms, and they kissed each other like they truly were the only two souls left on earth.
By the time Lex returned Summer to her little house in Silver Creek, the moon was high in the sky and his endorphins were flowing. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been so happy. Standing on the porch, he pulled her close and kissed her goodnight. Long, slow, unhurried. Savoring her taste, remembering how she’d come against his hand and then offered to return the favor.
But it hadn’t been a favor. He’d wanted to give her pleasure without making her think she owed him anything in return. Truth be told, at first, he was still a little nervous his body would let him down. He’d never been assaulted by so many doubts before when it came to his performance, but the second Summer moaned, his dick had perked up. After her cry of approval, he’d felt his confidence returning.
Lifting his head, holding her face in his hands, he looked into her dark eyes for a moment and saw a glimpse of what could be.
Forever.