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CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX

"Before we go upstairs, let me just say this—you’re a better human being than I’ll ever be."

She knows I’m referring to the fact that she allowed Lois to get close to our son.

Sedric stayed at my parents’ place with the nanny, at my mother’s request. She and Dad can’t seem to get enough of our boy, and Alexis, gracious as ever, agreed. But tomorrow, he’ll be back under our roof.

"I love my son, Lazarus. I’d do anything for him—even coexist with your sister."

I smile, shaking my head. "Life really pulled a fast one on us, didn’t it?"

"You mean how instantly they bonded?"

"Yeah."

"That was a slap in the face—for both me and Lois. I’m not going to lie, LJ. I’ll keep my guard up for a long time. But I’m willing to start the clock over. What she does from now on is what’s going to determine how this goes."

"That’s more than fair, my love. But now enough about family. I need to take you upstairs before we end up arrested for indecent exposure. I can’t wait another second to be inside this gorgeous body, Alexis."

"My God, Lazarus," she moans into my mouth as I kiss her.

I don’t even know how we get to the apartment—pure autopilot. All my blood has rushed south.

There’s a fierce urgency driving me, and at the same time, I want this night to stretch on forever. Like sweet torture, I restrain myself in the elevator, but the moment our front door closes, I growl, "Take off the dress. And the heels."

She reaches back and unzips herself, a sly smile tugging at her lips.

When the dress pools at her feet and she steps out of her heels, she does a slow 360, showing off.

Alexis is wearing a kind of black corset, strapless and lacy, sexy as hell, that reaches down almost to her navel. Covering my private paradise from my hungry gaze, she's got on a tiny thong buried between the cheeks of her delicious ass.

I kick off my shoes, rip off my socks, then tear open my shirt like a caveman, buttons flying. But before I can pounce, she bolts—straight to our bedroom.

I catch her near the bed, pinning her from behind, nipping at her neck. One hand slides over her soaked lingerie, the other locking her left wrist in place—trapping her beneath my control.

I know I can’t take her the way I want to tonight. Not yet. But we have our whole lives ahead. Right now, I just need to come home. And my home is the body of my future wife.

As always happens when I'm with her, I breathe through the tension, force myself to be gentle. If I let my instincts take over, I’d throw her on the bed and take her until we passed out.

"You’re a goddess, Alexis. My goddess. My woman." I slip my hand into her panties.

She trembles. "I want to taste you, Lazarus. You’ve had your way with me for a whole month, and I haven’t been allowed to touch you."

I lift her into my arms and set her on all fours at the edge of the bed, facing me.

“I could kneel.”

"Next time. Not tonight. No chances of you getting hurt."

I strip off my pants and boxers, completely mesmerized by her—still in lingerie, hands planted on the mattress, waiting for my cock.

It’s like an erotic dream come to life.

I stroke myself in front of her lips, so turned on I can hardly think. I want to take her mouth, her pussy and ass—again and again, deep and hard—until she never forgets who she belongs to.

The sexual tension between us is so intense that even the sound of our breathing turns me on.

I dig deep for every ounce of rationality not to give in to the violent lust coursing through me, because I don't want to hurt her.

I guide my steel hard cock to her lips, smearing her with the precum already leaking.

"I want to fuck your mouth like I did that weekend in Cape Cod, but not tonight. Just suck the tip. You’ve been starving for it, haven’t you?"

Her tongue flicks out shyly, tasting me. Then, hungry now, she opens up and takes more.

"That’s it. Use your tongue. Lick and suck at the same time, baby."

I cup her face and begin to move my hips. I start fucking her slowly so she can get used to it. Like me, I know Alexis hasn’t been with anyone else since that weekend we spent in Cape Cod.

Even with all her inexperience, she seems wild with lust, sucking me greedily.

I thrust deeper, and she gags, startled—only to take me again just two seconds later, almost all the way.

I clench my teeth when I feel the tightness of her throat, my legs trembling from how hard I’m fighting to hold back my lust.

I’m a caveman, a selfish, territorial bastard, satisfied that she belongs only to me.

I start thrusting again, going deeper each time, keeping her hair wrapped tightly in my fist. "Your mouth is going to ruin me, sweetheart."

She moans around my cock at the praise, giving in without shame, whimpering for more, greedy.

I want her to suck me all night long, but what I want even more is to feel her pussy squeezing me.

I summon every ounce of willpower to stop, because one more flick of her tongue, and I’ll flood her mouth with my cum.

I pull her to her feet and kiss her as I work on undoing the buttons of her corset. There are a lot of them, and the action helps calm the starving animal inside me—at least a little.

Once she’s naked, I lower myself and lick one nipple, then the other. Then, I kiss the scar from her surgery.

Alexis flinches, and I know it’s because she’s self-conscious. Every time I’ve seen her naked, I could feel her trying to cover herself.

"You’re beautiful, my woman. Absolutely perfect."

I slip a hand inside her panties without taking them off yet, touching her heat, fascinated by the beauty of her face as she gives in to pleasure. She moves against me, riding my fingers, needing more.

"I need that pussy squeezing me, baby. I want to bury myself in you all the way to the balls."

I lower myself and slide her panties off, but I don’t lay her down on the bed. I lie down first and pull her over my face.

I spread her lips apart and devour her pussy.

She tastes sweet and addictive.

I thrust my tongue deep inside her, fucking her velvet walls, licking her, and it doesn’t take long before she comes.

I lift her off me carefully, go to the nightstand, and grab a condom.

I protect myself quickly while she watches, lying on her back on the bed.

I settle between her open legs, even though what I really want is to flip her over and fuck her from behind, yanking her long hair, but I know it’ll take some time before Alexis can handle all of me.

I pull her into a kiss, licking her sweet mouth.

I suck and bite her neck, mouth her breasts, nibbling on the tender flesh.

Alexis screams and begs, shameless and wild, her nails digging into my shoulders.

I slide a finger into her pussy, fucking her lightly. She’s dripping with arousal.

She moves her hips, desperate to be filled, calling my name.

I tease her nipples, sucking and licking.

I enter her slowly, easing in with a gentleness that goes against the brutal desire burning inside me.

I thrust in one long stroke, sinking deep into her wet heat.

When I’m buried to the hilt, I have to squeeze my eyes shut not to come. It’s like being swallowed by a silky, blazing-hot cave.

I pull back and drive in again.

Her pussy clenches around me like she’s milking me, and what’s left of my sanity slips away.

She’s so fucking tight, squeezing me constantly.

Bracing my elbows on the bed, I fuck her, delirious with lust. Her reactions drive me insane, and I lose myself in the tight confines of her body.

My thick cock stretches her with every thrust with difficulty, and every time I slide in and out, it feels like the first time because she’s so damn tight.

Even drenched, her grip on my shaft is so intense it almost makes me come.

"Wrap your thighs around my waist," I growl.

I slide my hand between our bodies, finding her clit. It's swollen and hard, and I know she's close.

I fuck her in deep, relentless strokes—not as rough as I want to, but still, I’m losing the fight against my orgasm fast.

Her cheeks are flushed, her delicious mouth parted, until finally she shatters, soaking us both.

I move slowly because I know she’s sensitive after coming, but she rises off the bed, meeting my thrusts, demanding more.

I pull out completely and slam back in harder, setting a relentless rhythm.

I fuck her for several minutes, pounding into her, and when she starts to clench again, I know I’m at my limit.

I flick her clit, my other hand gripping the flesh of her ass.

It doesn’t take long before she’s crying out, her little pussy drenching my hand.

Finally, I let go, falling with the woman I love into our own private abyss.

I pull out, knowing we can’t risk a pregnancy right now—even with a condom, there's always a chance. Sedric is proof of that.

I pull her carefully onto my chest, her back sticking to me. "I love you, Alexis. I don’t know how I survived so long without you."

"Never leave again, LJ. I wouldn’t survive it. I’m giving you everything—my love and my trust. Take care of them."