He kept up the languorous rhythm. Making her wriggle on the settee. Making her release her lip as low moans escaped her and blended with Jax’s expressive music.
Her fingers gripped Lex’s shoulder, her nails dipping in. Her hips rose, demanding more. Lex denied her, though, toying with her. Until she was completely crazed.
“Lex,” she quietly begged. “Make me come.”
He moved back to the cushion alongside her. He kissed her—this time deeply. Two fingers rubbed the swollen knot of nerves between her legs. Sending waves of exhilaration through her. Knowing Jax was watching them added more thrills than she could process.
Lex slipped a finger into her pussy. Broke their kiss.
“I love how tight you are.”
He eased in a second finger. Plunged deeper.
She pulled in a sharp breath.
“That’s the spot, right?”
She ground herself against his hand. “You already know the answer to that. You know exactly what that does to a woman.”
“I’m only concerned about this woman.”
As his fingers stroked her, the heel of his hand rubbed her clit with enough pressure to turn her breathing into sharp pants of air. His head dipped and he drew her puckered nipple into his mouth. He was leaning over so that she felt surrounded by his powerful muscles and his searing heat. She inhaled his earthy scent. All of the stimulants infiltrated her senses and pushed her right to the edge again.
His tongue flickered over her nipple as he picked up the pace, stroking her faster, deeper.
“Lex . . .” Her fingers twined in his hair, keeping his mouth to her breast. Her head rested on the pillows once more and she closed her eyes. “Oh, my God. So good.”
He sucked hard on her beaded nipple, his teeth lightly scraping.
And she lost it completely.
“God—Lex!” The climax burned through her as little golden orbs burst behind her closed lids. Her body vibrated from the sensations. Her chest heaved.
She rode the fiery wave of orgasm, clinging to every last vestige of it.
Then her eyes fluttered open and she found Lex gazing at her as though he’d never seen anything like her. It tugged at her heartstrings as much as it ratcheted her lust.
“I need to feel you inside me,” she urged. Then her gaze flitted to Jax, who was equally enthralled, his jaw clenched, his eyes nearly black and fixated on her. “You, too. But . . .” She closed her eyes briefly again. They snapped open and she asked, “How does that work, exactly?”
Jax set aside his violin. “We’ll show you.”
Excitement shot down her spine.
She unraveled her fingers from Lex’s hair. He took her hand and helped her up. Then thankfully swept her into his arms because she was boneless from head to toe after the two sensational orgasms.
“That was very romantic of you,” she told him.
He gave her his sexy, playboy grin. “You’re still trembling. I figured you were a little shaky on your legs.”
“More than a little.”
Her fingers coiled around the side of his neck. Her other arm, the one with the stunning bracelet, dangled over his shoulder. Jax took her hand, kissing the back of it. Then he led the way out of the music room and to his suite.
Once inside the dimly lit room—the only illumination coming from a low fire in the hearth—he slipped her sandals off before Lex set her on the bed she’d turned down earlier. He reached for his belt.
Lily went up on her knees on the mattress and said, “Let me.”
Her fingers weren’t entirely cooperative, but she managed to release the silver buckle and the button on his dress pants. She slid the zipper down the track, a provocative sound in the quiet room. He toed off his shoes, shoved his pants and boxer briefs over his hips, and swiftly divested himself of all his clothing. Then straightened.