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No. He wanted to pamper her. Wanted to show her how good it could be between them. And not only in bed. He had no doubt living with her twenty-four-seven would be amazing. How could it not?
As eager as he was to take her to bed, he wanted to make sure she was comfortable with the change in their relationship even more. He’d go as slow as needed to make certain she was one hundred percent sure of him. He couldn’t imagine a life without her in it, and wanted her to get to the same place before they took their relationship further.
Midas readjusted his hard cock and took a deep breath. Life with Lexie wouldn’t be boring, that was one thing he was absolutely sure of.
* * *
Within twenty minutes, Midas and Lexie were in an Uber on the way to his house. They held hands in the back seat and Midas did his best to control his libido. Many people thought that after a hard mission, military guys only wanted to fuck or fight. And they weren’t exactly wrong. Midas and the rest of his team had learned to control their adrenaline spikes while deployed, but at the moment, he felt as if he was a green SEAL who had just finished his first successful mission.
He couldn’t even look at Lexie, because he felt as if he were a hairsbreadth away from jumping her. She’d changed from the jeans and blouse she’d worn at work, to a pair of short shorts that showed off her tan and toned legs, and a tank top. He could see her bra strap peeking out on her shoulder when she moved and it made him hungry to see her bare tits.
They’d made out on more than one occasion, and he’d felt her up, but they’d never actually gotten naked together.
Shit, he had to stop thinking about Lexie naked. He was too on edge. He needed to get her home, make her comfortable. Maybe he’d order something in for dinner so he wouldn’t have to cook; being around a hot stove wasn’t exactly the best idea right now. He’d pour her a glass of wine or make her a mixed drink and they could sit out on his deck and enjoy the Hawaiian evening. If she was too tired—because she’d had a hell of a day, just as he did—he’d take her in his arms and hold her all night, like he’d done when they’d had to hide out in that hole.
He could do that.
Maybe.
Then Lexie took his hand and placed it on her thigh. Her bare thigh.
Fuck. All thoughts of relaxing and making small talk on his deck evaporated in a puff of smoke.
She grinned mischievously at him and slowly moved his hand upward, until his fingers were under the hem of her shorts. Midas swore he could feel the heat of her pussy. All he’d have to do is move his hand a few inches higher, and he’d be touching her.
Lexie spread her legs a fraction, as if she could read his mind.
Midas felt his heart beating out of control in his chest. He wanted to shove her backward and take her right then and there.
“It’s supposed to be a nice day tomorrow,” their driver said, jerking Midas back to where he was. And more importantly, to the fact that he wasn’t alone with Lexie.
He heard her chuckle under her breath.
Midas wanted to respond, but his teeth were clenched together too hard.
“I think we’re gonna go to the Dole Plantation tomorrow. You ever been?” Lexie asked.
Midas tuned the man out, his gaze riveted on his large fingers resting on Lexie’s inner thigh. He brushed his thumb back and forth over the sensitive skin, and smiled when he heard her inhale sharply. She might have started out teasing him, but two could play that game.
He moved his gaze from her thigh to her chest, and was pleased to see her nipples poking through her tank top. She was obviously enjoying this as much as he was.
A car nearby honked its horn, making Midas look up—and he caught their driver checking Lexie out in the rearview mirror. He glared at the man and growled, “Watch it.”
“Oh, they weren’t honking at us,” Lexie said, patting his arm.
Midas hadn’t been talking about the other vehicles, and both he and the driver knew it.
The ride was fairly quiet after that, and Midas made it a point to keep his hand in safe territory on Lexie’s leg. As much as he enjoyed turning her on, he wasn’t about to put on a show for the asshole driving.
They arrived at his house without further incident, and Midas was feeling pretty proud of himself for not devouring Lexie in the back seat. He led her into his house with a hand on the small of her back. He unlocked the door and sighed in relief when it clicked closed behind them.
They were finally alone. But then he reminded himself that he was trying to go slow. He absolutely didn’t want to rush Lexie.
He started to hand her the bag she’d packed and tell her to make herself at home, but when he turned away from the door, he grunted abruptly as Lexie threw herself into his arms.
Dropping the bag so he could catch her, Midas groaned as she twined her fingers in his hair and brought his head down to hers.
She kissed him as if she wanted to devour him. Hard, fast, and so fucking deep. Midas’s cock hardened again. He wrapped an arm around her waist and yanked her against him. Lexie immediately began to undulate her hips, raising one leg as if trying to get as close as possible.
