Page 16 of Sweet Temptation (Love & Legacy #1)

LUCKY

I wrap a hand around Lexie’s neck and claim her mouth the way I’ve wanted to for fucking years. Our tongues tangling. Testing. Teasing. Learning.

She whimpers in my arms, and I pull back and stare at her in the darkness.

This woman who’s had me waiting in the wings for fucking years without ever knowing it, and now she’s here, offering herself to me.

She pulls my loosened tie out from my collar and pops open the top few buttons of my shirt, running her nails along my skin, chasing a shiver down my spine.

Lex presses her warm, sweet lips against my skin as another bolt of lightning cracks outside, lighting us up just long enough to see the need in my eyes reflected in hers as she pops open a few more buttons and drags her lips down my chest.

“Lexie...” I groan, unable to hide the need thickly coating my voice.

Her palms slide up under my shirt, pressing against my heated skin, and she tips her beautiful face back to look at me. “One night, Lucky.”

It’s a promise wrapped in a threat, and she doesn’t know it.

Tomorrow, I’ll worry about breaking down whatever fucking wall she’s throwing up between us, but for tonight, for right now, this woman is mine.

I’m done fighting it.

It’s time I fight for us.

Slowly... So fucking slowly, I slide my hands down to her waist and lift her from the stool, ghosting my lips over hers as I wrap her legs around my waist.

I want to know everything that makes this woman melt. All the ways to make her whimper. Every place to lick and suck and fucking bite to make her scream.

I want to worship her and ruin her.

I want her to remember this night years from now and still feel me between her thighs.

Electricity arcs between us like the lightning outside, wild and out of control.

Ready to scorch the world around us.

Ready to burn it all down.

Lexie tugs at the final few buttons and pushes my shirt off my shoulders, giving me a delicious grin as she runs her palms down my chest and back up my arms as our mouths crash together.

“God, Lucky. I love your body,” she murmurs against my lips, and I devour her. One hand wrapped around her waist, and one around her head, I deepen our kiss. Needing more. Wanting every-fucking-thing.

With her in my arms like she was made to fucking be there, I take two steps toward the hall, wanting her spread out on my bed, but nowhere near patient enough to get us there.

Lexie clings to me, grinding her hot pussy against me with my next step and whimpers. Fucking whimpers with need.

Fuck it . . .

We’re not making it upstairs.

“You’re killing me, Lex” is ripped from my chest as I spin us around and press her back against the wall. My restraint is fraying faster. “I’m trying to be a good guy here. Not some animal who fucks you against a wall.”

She drags her tongue down my neck and around my pec, then looks up at me with sparkling green eyes that shine against the pitch-black night, and my cock fucking weeps. “I don’t want the good guy, Lucky.” She reaches for my belt and smiles as she unbuckles it. “I like the villain, remember?”

“Alexis...” I fucking groan through gritted teeth as that fraying thread snaps.

“Ohh... you do know my name.” She licks her lips and kisses my chest, then drops her legs from my waist and shimmies out of my hold. “Let’s see if I can make you say it again.”

Christ . She drops to her knees, and I see fucking stars as she pulls my boxers and pants down with her.

My cock springs free, and Lexie smiles. Smiles, like she just opened her favorite present on Christmas morning.

She runs her teeth over her bottom lip and looks up at me through long, black lashes as she takes me in her hand and presses a kiss to the tip of my cock.

“Lex,” I groan.

“Not good enough, Lucky,” she teases, licking around the head, then stopping again and looking back up at me, a challenge in her gorgeous green eyes.

Challenge fucking accepted.

I wrap her soft hair around my fist and tug. If she wants the villain, who am I to say no? “Put me in your mouth, baby. Take me down your throat like a good girl.”

Her face flushes with my words, and her smile grows as she tries to wrap her fist around my dick.

A sweet moan slips past her lips as she swirls her tongue over the precum pearling on the tip of my cock. She looks up at me for approval, and every possessive instinct in my body roars to life.

“So fucking pretty on your knees for me, Alexis.”

I’m rewarded with a beautiful smile as she wraps her pouty pink lips around my cock and swallows with tears gathering in her eyes.

Fucking beautiful.

But as a bolt of lust tugs at my spine, I pull back, needing more.

The first time I come with this woman won’t be in her fucking mouth.

Lexie whimpers as I pull her up to her feet and ghost my lips over hers.

“My turn, dolcezza .” I slide my fingers up her thigh and under her soaked panties.

“Lucky,” she sighs as I circle her clit and push inside.

She’s tight and hot and fucking drenched for me, and she’s moaning in my arms.

“Did you like sucking my cock, Lex? Just wait until I fill this pretty pussy with it.” I groan and stuff her cunt with two more fingers, curling them until her head hits the wall and her eyes close.

“Yes,” she moans. “I loved it.”

“Good. Fucking. Girl.” With my thumb on her clit, I drag my mouth down her throat and over her bare shoulder, licking and biting and fucking her with my fingers the way I can’t fucking wait to do with my tongue.

Her body tenses and shakes as she rides out her first orgasm on my hand, and I already know one night will never be enough.

Mine is like a mantra screaming in my head.

Fuck one night.

One lifetime won’t be enough, and I know it.

Lexie

I should be mortified. I’ve never come so fast and so hard in my life.

But somehow in the darkness, I don’t care.

Somehow tonight, it doesn’t matter.

It’s just Lucky and me and this one night.

He drags his rough hands up my bare thighs, leaving goosebumps everywhere he touches, and I fail to fight back a whimper.

It feels good. He feels good.

His callused fingers slide under my old tee and ghost over my hips, my ribs, my breasts. He pushes my shirt over my head and drops it to the growing pile of clothes next to us.

A shiver cascades down my body as I stand before him in nothing but pale-pink, sheer panties held together by two tiny silk strings at each hip. The hungry look in Lucky’s eye is decadent as he stares at me, making me feel like the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.

I wish we had light. Hell, I wish we could turn on every light in the house just so I could see every detail of his face and remember every second of this for all the years to come, however many there are.

But that’s not the night I’ve been given.

Instead, I stand here, desperate and needy, trying to commit every look to memory.

Needy for this man who I want more than I ever knew I could want someone.

More than I even realized I wanted him... until now.

But Lucky doesn’t rush like I wish he would.

He doesn’t reach for me like I’m aching for him to.

He doesn’t kiss me or touch me.

He holds my eyes with his.

Concern staring back at me.

“Tell me you want this, Lexie. Tell me you’re sure.” He gathers my face in his hands and kisses my lips with a gentleness I never would have thought he’d be capable of. “Tell me you won’t regret this tomorrow.”

I close my eyes and fight back a sob.

“ Please , Lucky. I want this. I want you. Give me tonight.” And when I open my eyes, I hold his for what feels like an eternity, but in reality is one single second frozen in time, holding my breath.

I worry he’s going to turn me down, until I see the fire reflected back at me in those beautiful, brilliant, baby blues.

“Good girl.” He picks me up like he did last week on the beach, and a million butterflies take flight in my stomach, anticipation dancing down every inch of my overheated skin. Lucky takes my mouth again and again as muscle memory guides him through the dark house and up the stairs to his room.

He lays me down like I’m something precious to be cherished, and it’s too much and not enough. Need and want war with my sanity, leaving me desperate for his weight against mine, chasing his lips and licking into his mouth. My fingers tangle in his hair as I try to tug him down with me.

“I’m gonna fucking savor you, dolcezza ...” Lucky settles one knee between my thighs, and I run a hand over his face. “Don’t rush me. I’ve been waiting fucking years for you.”

“What’s it mean?” I whisper into the darkness as the rain beats uncontrolled against the windows and the thunder booms in the distance.

Lucky hovers over me and presses his lips against mine. “It means sweetness.”

I feel the first crack in the walls I’ve spent years building as my body battles with my heart and my head. I want to push him away. To tell him to stop. To tell him I can’t be that for him. Not now. Not ever.

Just one taste is never going to be enough. Deep down, I already knew that, but nothing in the world is going to stop me from taking everything he’s offering.

He presses his lips to the hollow in my throat, and my body tenses as he moves lower and swirls his tongue around a nipple. His rough hand cups my other breast so he can pay it equal attention. Then he finally takes it into his mouth and drags his teeth over the soft pink peak.

“So fucking sweet, Lex.”

“Lucky...” I plead, like his voice has set my soul on fire, and I’m begging for relief. “I need you. Please.”

“Patience, baby.” I never knew I’d be a baby girl until that word left his lips. Desperate anticipation builds as he pulls me to the very edge of the bed and drops to his knees between my legs.