Con slowly rose to his feet. “That’s impossible.”
“Lexi was waiting for Thorn at the warehouse. She told him she remembered me taking her memories.”
“Where is she now?”
“At Darcy’s flat.”
“I think it’s time I paid her a visit,” Con said, walking around his desk.
Guy blocked his way. “Ah … if I guess right, you might want to wait until morning.”
CHAPTER
TWENTY-SIX
With every kiss, every sigh, Thorn was falling. It wasn’t just desire. He knew the taste of desire. What he felt for Lexi was so much more. It’s what had kept him from her for as long as he had been able.
His palms caressed down her sides. Her flesh was warm, soft, and inviting. The sound of her ragged breathing shattered his will to go slow.
He held himself over her with his arms while she tugged his shirt up and over his head. Need, sharp and true, burned through him, demanding he fill her body.
Lexi sat up with him when he straightened. Her hands roamed seductively over his chest as she kissed his stomach.
Thorn hissed in a breath when her fingers grazed the head of his cock. With his pants already unbuckled, she merely tugged them down his hips.
He looked at her, watching as she slowly kissed her way to his aching rod. She wrapped her hand around his arousal and slowly slid her lips over him.
Thorn grasped her head as his fingers sank into the cool strands of her long hair. He held her there while she took him deep into her mouth.
Lexi let her hand trail down Thorn’s magnificent chest and his tight abdomen. She wanted to look closer at his dragon tat. The ink wasn’t just black. It had a mixture of red in it as well.
But her attention was pulled away by his thick member. He was impossibly hard. Lexi ran her hands up and down his length along with her mouth. She was normally never this brazen with a lover, but Thorn brought out something wanton in her, something primal and urgent.
She didn’t fight it. That never entered her mind. All she wanted was to give him pleasure so he might know a little of how she felt when he kissed her.
Lexi glanced up at him to see his eyes closed with a look of utter joy visible for all to see. The muscles in his arms moved as he held her. She knew in that instant that she had made the right decision in following her heart—and her body.
If Thorn let her continue much longer, he would be past the point of no return. He fought to remain on his feet as her mouth worked its magic. When he opened his eyes and looked down, his breath was sucked from his lungs. She was exquisitely erotic, divinely carnal.
And she was his.
He pulled out of her mouth and touched her face. Her gray eyes had darkened with passion, and the sight of her orange lace bra made his balls tighten.
Thorn kicked off his boots and removed his jeans. Then he smiled in approval when Lexi grinned up at him and laid back. He unzipped and removed each of her boots. While he did, she unfastened her belt and jeans, making it easy for him to tug them off.
All that was left from seeing every bare inch of her was the lace at her breasts and between her legs. It teased him, tempted him.
Unable to keep away, he was over her again, their lips meeting in a breathless kiss, both needing the feel of the other. That should scare him—and it did. But he couldn’t stay away. He was inexplicably drawn to her in a way he couldn’t begin to describe or ignore. All he knew was that he had to have her.
Lexi sighed in pleasure. Thorn’s hands were masterful as he caressed her as if had found a precious object. He made her feel treasured, beautiful, and cherished.
It was a first for Lexi, and it moved her deeply. Her eyes filled with tears at the heady emotion he invoked by simply touching and kissing her.
Her back arched, a startled cry falling from her lips when his fingers grazed a nipple. Her breasts swelled instantly and desire tightened between her legs.
He whispered something she couldn’t make out. She wanted to ask him to repeat it, but the thought was lost when he unhooked her bra and removed it.
Lexi watched as he looked at her breasts as if he had just found a feast. When his gaze met hers, he stilled as a tear leaked out of the corner of her eye and trailed across her temple.
He caught it with a fingertip before it reached her hairline. Thorn looked from the teardrop to Lexi. No words were needed between them. She could see in his deep brown eyes that he understood.
She brought his head down for another kiss. He consumed her with that kiss, leaving no question that whatever was happening between them was meant to be—that it had always been meant to be.
Thorn had been struck by that single tear. Mostly because he realized she had felt something so profound, so intense it formed a tear. It made him wonder how he could have ever thought to let her walk out of his life.
He moaned at the taste of her sweetly seductive kiss. His hands moved between them so he could cup her breasts. Then it was her turn to groan.
Thorn ran his thumb over her nipple before circling the tiny bud. He ended the kiss and shifted down so he could wrap his lips around the turgid peak and suck.
“Thorn,” Lexi said thickly.
Her hands were in his hair, her hips rocking against him. She had no idea what a sensual picture she was and how it took everything he had not to fill her right then.
He moved to her other breast and teased that nipple until it was just as hard. Her breasts fit his palms perfectly. He massaged them, his cock jumping when he felt the wetness between her legs.
Thorn slid his hand down her stomach, over her hips to the trimmed curls. He lifted his head to look at her. Lexi’s pale brown locks were scattered around her on the table, her lips were swollen, and her eyes were glazed with passion.
Nearly where he wanted her.
He held her gaze as he slowly slipped a finger inside her. Her breath caught as her fingers clutched the sides of the coffee table.
When he withdrew his finger and then leisurely circled her clit, her eyes closed as she moaned. He knelt at the edge of the table and spread her legs wide.
It was the cool air on her that made Lexi open her eyes. She raised her head to see Thorn kneeling between her legs. She wondered what he thought of her nearly bare sex, and then it didn’t matter when he leaned forward and flicked his tongue over her clit.
She sighed loudly, the pleasure rolling through her body. His tongue teased and licked as he brought her closer and closer to orgasm.
Each time she thought she might reach it, he would pause and thrust a finger inside her or pinch her nipples. She didn’t know how much more she could stand. Her body shook with the need to find release, a release Thorn kept just out of reach.
Lexi was delirious. Her nerves were stretched tight as her head rolled from side to side. Desire was spiraling out of control all because of Thorn. He tended to her body as if he were worshipping it, as if he had waited an eternity to pleasure her.
The orgasm took her by surprise. She opened her mouth to scream from the intensity of it, but there was no sound. She could only lay there, her body jerking from the ecstasy.
Thorn watched the pleasure wash over Lexi. It was a sight to behold, one he wanted to see every day. He rose over her and guided his cock to her entrance before sliding within her tight walls.
He held her hip with one hand, his other braced near her head as he slowly thrust in and out until he was fully sheathed. When he looked down, Lexi stared up at him as if he were a star she had plucked from the heavens. No one had ever gazed at him in such a way.
He put an arm beneath her back and stood as her legs tightened around his waist. Her gaze softened, a soft smile lifting her lips.
Thorn turned and sat on the coffee table. He cupped her face and smoothed her hair back. “You’re beautiful.”
The first movement of her hips had him clutching her waist. She wound her arms around his neck and gradually moved faster.