I shift my body, extend my shoulder, and get my fingers down deeper in between her legs. She’s hot and slightly damp, and I try to push my fingers into her through the restrictive material of her leggings and panties.
I’m on the verge of losing control, and images of me ripping her clothes off and plunging into her start pulsing vividly in my imagination. I consider pulling my hand up, snaking it down the back of her leggings and panties so I can get my fingers into that wet warmth I know is begging for my touch.
“Roman,” Lexi gasps as we both stroke and fondle and press against each other. Her voice is needful, so full of yearning that it causes an ache in my chest.
I want to fuck her so bad. Right here on my couch. Screw the rest of the foreplay, my cock wants inside of her right this very fucking moment, and I think I might go crazy from wanting it.
No…from needing it.
I absolutely fucking need it right now.
And with a burning realization that actually causes a twinge of fear to course through me, I think that I might need this more than I’ve needed anything else in my life.
That knowledge, knowing she has that kind of power over me, doesn’t douse my feelings in the slightest. It’s not even the source of my fear.
What is starting to make me slow my kiss and my hand between her legs is the epiphany that Lexi produces feelings in me that are foreign—in a good way—and because of that I might need to give a little deference for how this is going to go down.
“Lexi, wait a minute,” I mumble into her mouth as I move my hand from between her legs and place it over her own hand that’s stroking me. I halt her movement and it causes her head to rise up so she stares down at me with hazy eyes.
“What’s wrong?” she rasps out.
“We should probably slow down…take things a bit slower,” I say thickly, my body threatening to rebel as my brain tries to take control.
“Why?” she murmurs, her eyes dropping to my lips before rising back up to meet mine. “I want this. Don’t you?”
“Fuck, yes, I want it,” I growl at her, my fingers involuntarily squeezing against her hand, making her squeeze my cock. “But…it’s moving fast. I don’t want there to be regrets.”
“Why would there be regrets?” she asks, her eyes clearing up a bit because of the serious nature of the conversation.
“There wouldn’t…not on my part at least,” I try to explain to her. “But…listen, I like you. I think you like me too. This is just different, and I’m not in a major rush for us to fuck. We can slow it down, continue to get to know each other.”
She stares at me a moment before she murmurs, “But I’m ready.”
“Are you?” I ask her bluntly. “You give me your body, that’s a big deal. For both of us.”
Damn…I’ve never said that to a woman before. Never cared if it went too fast, and never once did I worry if a woman would have regrets, mainly because I’d most likely never see her again.
But Lexi’s different.
So damn different in all the right ways, and I just didn’t realize women like her existed.
“Roman,” she says gently, her face lowering a little so she can peer at me. “You defended me once. Do you remember?”
I nod my head.
“And I asked you why, when you hardly knew me. But it turns out, you did know me. You knew me well, because you said I’m a woman who plays a ukulele in a coffee shop for tips, and you’ve never seen anyone happier in their existence.”
“I did say that,” I agree softly.
“And that right there…it gave me great insight into the type of man you are too,” she continues. “There’s something between us…you know it. It’s different. It’s mysterious. But it’s real and we’re both ready.”
Christ, this woman, lobbing common sense and mysticism at me all at once, but in my heart of hearts I know she’s right.
“You’re sure?” I ask her, giving her one last chance to slow down this barreling train we’re on.
Lexi grins at me, reminding me that there will always be some type of levity between us. “Well, after that meal you made me tonight, I told you there was a good chance you were getting laid.”
I laugh, raise my head, and give her a swift kiss. When my lips release hers, I say, “Okay. Let’s go to my room. We need a bed for what I plan on doing to you.”
Chapter 16
Lexi