‘You’ve never done that?’
She shakes her head and bites into her bottom lip, excitement sparking in her gaze.
I want to focus on the thrill of being another first for her, want to get caught up in those pools of blue, but instead I’m caught up in those missing years. In Liam and Alexa and what they must have done. What new experiences they must have shared. Hell, they must have done plenty, and the idea chills me.
I used him as a game earlier—a game driven by anger, by jealousy, by the need to be the one in control—but I want none of that now.
‘Never,’ she says in verbal confirmation, trapping her lip once more as her eyes fall to my mouth.
I force my focus on that look, on the hunger in her eyes and the feel of my cock pulsing between us. Better.
I raise my fingers to her chin and drag her bottom lip from between her teeth. It’s plump, swollen from our kisses, from her teeth, and I’m about to kiss her when she dips to take my thumb inside her mouth. She sucks over it, her tongue rotating, doing exactly what I did with her finger, and Holy Mother of—
I feel like it’s my cock she’s sucking.
Her cheeks are hollow with the move, her eyes alive with suggestion.
‘Lexi...’ I croak.
I’m not about to come like a horny teen—but, Jesus, if she keeps doing that, with her arse massaging my cock, I might. Shame or no.
She does it again, and I drag my eyes lower, to where her breasts bob on the surface of the water, the bubbles teasing nipples which are taut and ready. Oh, fuck. A thrilling shiver runs through me, my hips buck, and I snap my eyes to hers just as she slides my thumb from her mouth.
‘It’s my turn to taste you...’ she purrs.
‘Lexi...’ I’m shaking my head and I don’t know why.
‘It’s only fair.’
She gives me a pout and it’s so goddamn sexy that my body bucks again.
‘Just the idea of you...’ I rub her lips with the pad of my thumb, my head already imagining it, and lustful heat rips through me. My words are tight as I admit, ‘I’ll lose it.’
She gives a soft laugh. ‘Isn’t that the point?’
Yes.
So why am I hesitating?
Because you want her, you want to be inside her. As much as you want her mouth, you want her.
So why not have both?
‘Stay the night with me?’ I say, before I can overthink it.
Her frown is instant.
‘If you stay the night, I get to have you in all the ways I want.’
She searches my gaze. ‘I...’
I drop my hand beneath the water, curve it over her thigh, smooth it higher and higher. ‘You...?’
She whimpers low in her throat as I slip one finger between her legs and then pull it back to find her taut little nub.
‘You...?’ I ask again as she gives a breathy moan. ‘Hmm?’
‘Cain.’