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“I want to talk about what felt good for you, Lexi. I want to know how much you enjoyed it.”
Her eyes grow heavy. Answers might be flickering through her mind, but she doesn’t say a thing. I don’t think she knows how to vocalize what she’s feeling. But that doesn’t matter, I know how to make her feel it all over again.
Her breath mingles with mine as I edge my way a little closer. My heart thunders against my rib cage, pounding in my ears and throat, I can’t hold back any longer, I need her.
Our lips come together. I don’t know if it’s me who finally closes the gap, or her, but the intensity of the fireworks overshadows everything. I’ve been thinking about this kiss for a while now, and it’s far better than I thought it would be.
The sensation of her plump, fruity lips on mine is so intense I can’t handle it.
I need more.
My tongue snakes between her lips, and I pull her closer to me. She’s almost off her chair now and on my lap, pressing her body up against mine. I need more of her, all of her.
God, I’m so fucking wild for this woman, I might as well be drowning in God damn flames.
“Fuck, no,” Lexi whispers as I knot my fingers up in her hair, grabbing her and dragging her closer. “No, we shouldn’t, we can’t. I need to… to…”
An iciness overcomes me as she slides away from me, taking all of her away from me, shattering my heart into a million pieces. The passion within me screams for more, but I don’t think I’m going to get it. Lexi really is backing away now.
Where the hell is she going?
I watch her go hopelessly, trying to work out what to do next.
I’m a mess, and it’s clear that she is too, but the desire hasn’t gone anywhere for either of us.
ChapterTwelve
LEXI
What the fuck am I doing?I want to scream because I’m so frustrated with myself. I don’t understand why I’m acting like such a crazy person, why I can’t seem to help myself around Josh, it feels utterly overwhelming.
What is wrong with me?
I don’t even know where I’m going, I’m just walking in a daze, trying to get my head in order. My vision is blurry, my head is pounding, my heart is throbbing. Before I even know what I’m doing, I turn around in a circle to find myself back in the stationary cupboard.
Fuck, as if I need anything else to drive me insane. I grab onto my head and let out a growl of frustration.
“Lexi, you in here?”
Oh of course, as if Josh is going to allow me a moment to myself. Great, this is just great.
“Why did you run off like that? I won’t bite. Unless you want me to…” he adds in a suggestive tone.
God damn it, it’s his voice, isn’t it? And the way he looks at me. I turn to freaking jelly in front of him, my kneesactuallyget weak, it isn’t fair!
It’s easy for me to tell myself that I’ll behave around him when I’m alone, but every time he looks at me I turn to jelly. When he steps inside the cupboard with me, and closes the door behind him, I almost lose my freaking mind. All rational thought goes flying out the window and I lose myself in the intense need raging inside my body once more. I practically jump on him, I wrap myself around him, and we start kissing like there is no tomorrow.
His lips just feel amazing, kissing him is the most addictive sensation on the planet, I can’t get enough. The voice in my brain reminding me that I need to keep as far away from Josh as possible, starts growing quieter by the minute.
I hate it the minute Josh moves his lips off of mine. He presses me up against the only free wall that isn’t covered in shelves, and he rests his whole body up against mine. I forgive him for stopping the kisses because they travel down the exposed skin of my throat, trickling space dust of desire within me, down over my collar bone, but he doesn’t stop there.
I have no choice but to lean all of me up against the wall to support myself, to stop myself from falling as Josh’s kisses continue traveling downwards. In the darkness of this cupboard, it’s easy to block out the rest of the world for a moment.
To just live in the midst of a fantasy with Josh freaking Macauley.
I reallyamweak.
“Oh wow,” I gasp as his mouth presses between my legs. The cotton of my panties feels like nothing, just a thin sheet separating Josh’s tongue from me. Not that he’s worried about it. Josh plunges his tongue within me anyway, grazing the material inside of me, massaging me until I can’t help the loud moans of desire flying out of my mouth.
