Instead of answering, he reaches out and strokes my cheek. His fingers slide down my neck then tease my cleavage.
"I wanted to fuck you the first time we met," he says in a husky voice. "Charmed you right off the bat too."
Thinking about how rude he was the first night, I smile casually. Yet my breathing betrays my cool exterior. Hell, my whole body betrays me.
"Why are you upset?" I ask.
Pax grabs his phone off the dresser and looks for something on it.
"I found the guy who made Lula drink the beer."
His words erase my arousal, returning me to the pain of failing Lula. Pax breaks through the memories of that night by showing me a picture of a bloodied man. I'm not sure he's the one who hurt me and Lula though. All of Taz's idiots looked the same.
"He confessed to his sins," Pax says in a strange voice. "He paid for them too. The fucker died thinking of what he did to you and Lula."
I look away from the photo and study Pax's pale blue eyes. "I didn't need you to kill him," I say then touch his lips when he wants to respond. "I didn't need you to get revenge for me. I need you to understand that I care for you because you're sweet and sexy and you make me laugh."
Pax doesn't really understand. Am I angry? Am I rejecting him? He never picks up on things unless I smack him in the face with my point. So I pull off my pajama top and hope he sees past my subtly.
His lips are on mine before the shirt hits the ground.
Even as he steals my breath, I can't wait to touch all his bare flesh. My fingers don't even know where to start, so I go with his strong chest. The soft, dark hairs guide me down his stomach to the towel. Our lips pull apart long enough for us to look at where my fingers tease the fabric.
"Should I be scared?" I tease.
Pax gives me a sly grin then kisses me again. His tongue licks at mine, sucking at me while I tug off the towel. Pushing him back a bit, I take in the sight of a completely nude Paxton Reed. The sight of so much hard, sexy flesh overwhelms me.
"Well then…" I murmur.
Pax grins before his lips return to mine, and his hands cup my breasts. I'm surprised he's taken so long to find them. Once he does, his fingers pull at the nipples until I'm moaning into his mouth.
When I reach for my pajama shorts, Pax takes my hands and moves them away.
"Let me. I've been waiting a long time to taste your pussy."
He yanks my shorts down, and I have a sudden shock of modesty. I should've waxed for my first sex in years. So self-conscious, I even push him away. Before I can squirm out of his reach, Pax's lips nuzzle my thighs.
"Oh, S H I T."
"No spelling," he says, smiling up at me. "I want you to cuss your lungs out."
I open my mouth to say I won't yell cuss words when my daughter is upstairs. The words never emerge once Pax's mouth latches onto my pussy. He doesn't tease, instead devouring the wet, hot flesh.
"Mutherfucker," I groan.
Knees buckling, I lean against the bed while Pax presses my right leg over his shoulder. He's sucking and licking like a man starving. Unable to think, I couldn't be sexy even if my life depended on it. All I can do is moan. Louder and louder I groan with pleasure before finally stringing together a sentence of only cuss words.
Pax doesn't relent. He hungers for more. I can barely catch my breath before the heat builds again between my legs. His tongue fucks me until I collapse onto the bed.
Climbing over me, Pax cups the back of my head and lifts me to meet his lips. I enjoy the flavor of my pleasure. Sucking at his tongue, I want him to know how amazing he's already made me feel. The words die on my lips when he pulls his mouth away and lowers himself over my breasts.
"I've wanted these beauties for months."
Before I can say something smartass or maybe beg for another orgasm, Pax presses my tits together and runs his tongue back and forth over the nipples.
"Fucking shit fuck."
"Is that code for more please?"
"Yes, sir. Now shut up and do that again."
He responds by pulling at one nipple with his teeth. When he nips at one hard nub then the other, my pussy clenches like a sex-starved beast. My fingers slide into his hair while he sucks and bites my nipples. Pax loves my tits, and I think he'll never stop.
My squirming finally distracts him. "You're wet."
"Fucking duh."
"You want this, don't you?" he asks, leaning over me while stroking his cock. "Can you feel me inside you?"
"No because you're not inside me. Fix that problem."
"Say please," he murmurs, caressing my clit with the thick head of his cock.
I stare into his beautiful eyes and say, "You said you'd never make me beg."
"I lied."
Sharing his smile, I whisper, "Please, Pax."
Before I'm ready, his cock opens me up, and everything else disappears. All I can feel is the heat of his body inside mine. All I can hear are my breaths coming fast as he moves deeper and deeper until I can't take more of him. Unbearably full, my body shivers, leaving goose bumps on every inch of me.