“I’ll take that as a no.” I brushed my lips over his taut nipple, and I felt the shudder that rolled through his body. Carefully, still milking his erection, I grazed his nipple with my teeth.

He bucked again, digging a hand into my braids, gently tugging my head back. “I swear to God, Abbie, you have to stop. Right now. If you don’t, I’m not sure I’ll be able to—”

I ignored him, instead grazing his nipple and pumping his erection again.

Before I knew what was happening, I lay flat on my back and he had my hands locked above my head, restrained with one of his. His hold was gentle, and if I’d wanted out of it, he would have let me go. And he kept most of his weight off of me, giving me space, showing me I could trust him with my body. “You’re a very naughty girl.”

Quickly, Alexi reached under the pillow and grabbed a condom. Rolling away, he sheathed himself before settling back between my thighs. He kissed me deep, and I widened my legs to accommodate him. His erection nudged me, and I moaned as he rocked inside.

“Wow.” Alexi dropped his forehead to mine. He retreated an inch, then pressed forward again until he was fully seated inside me. “Abbie…” My name on his lips sounded reverent.

My gaze met his and immediately all my insecurities vanished. All my worries. None of it mattered anymore. In that moment, everything was perfect. I felt perfect.

The corners of his lips tipped into a lopsided smile as he retreated and sank back in. The need took my body again as he drove me higher and higher. I clamped my legs around his hips, and he muttered curses under his breath. When I pulled him to me for a kiss, he growled low in his throat.

I nipped his lower lip with my teeth, and he scooped his hands under my ass, lifting my hips to his. The new angle had him stroking a sensitive spot deep within, and I sobbed at the pleasure. My toes curled as I held onto him. Only when I murmured his name on a sigh did he stroke into me a final time, then cried out my name on his climax.

Lex…

Satiny heat slid across my body from chest to feet. I inhaled Abbie’s ginger and pumpkin shampoo. She smelled so good, and she felt even better, warm and soft, tucked into my side. Cranking an eye open, I took in my surroundings. Everything in the room was white. From the curtains to the duvet to the wicker rocking chair in the corner. On the bureau were dozens of photos. And on the far wall, I recognized some of the photos I'd taken with Abbie.