No matter how much I think I can’t do this with her, my body has other ideas. After releasing her breast and I trail my fingers down her stomach. Nudging her shoulder to press her in to the bed, I lean in close and tell her we have to go, even though I’d like nothing more than to stay right here and have my way with her.
I’m letting my body rule my head right now. When I press my lips to hers, heat shoots through my body and I know I have to back away now, before this goes any further. I can tell by looking at her, that she has no objections to staying right here, but she doesn’t push either. That’s one thing I’ve found I really like about her, she seems to go with the flow.
It doesn’t take us long to get ready, grab breakfast for everyone, and get back to Brenna’s apartment. After we finish eating, Tucker and I break down the bed and load the furniture, before loading boxes into his truck. When it was time to leave, Lexi said she was going too to help us unload. That was definitely okay by me, because it gave us more time to get to know each other. I knew Tucker was grinning at me because I couldn’t hold my smile in, but I didn’t care.
The whole ride back, all I could think about was how she felt against me this morning. The way heat shoots through me when we kiss, and how I can’t seem to just blow her off like the ones before her. Her walking around in yoga pants and a tight tank top all day didn’t help matters either. All I could think about was how that ass felt pressed against my groin. How perfectly she fit against me.
I’m not ready to tell her about Tessa, not sure I’ll ever be ready to relive that night. What would she think if she knew my ex had sex with my own fucking brother? Would she think I wasn’t a good guy, that I deserved what they did to me? That night still haunts me. I have spent the last two years trying to answer those questions myself.
No longer wanting to dwell on the past or the present, I reach over and turn on the radio. I knew it would be on a country station because this is Tucker’s truck, after all. I was about to change the station when they announced next up was Gary Allan. I like him so I leave the channel alone. Every Storm begins to come through the speakers and for the first time I listen to all the lyrics.
I’ve heard this song before, but I didn’t want to believe there was anything left after the pain of heartbreak. Now I take the time to really take in the words of the song. Seems meeting Lexi has given me reason to hope that his lyrics are true. After the song ends, I leave the radio station there. I mean who knows more about heartbreak and relationship than country singers? Whether it’s good or bad, they have a song for it.
Close to two hours later, I’m backing up to Tucker’s deck and we are unloading everything. He doesn’t ask any questions while we set back up the bed in his spare room. I’m glad because I don’t have any answers. All I know is that I want to get done and spend a little more time with Lexi. I’ve been waiting all day to get my hands back on her.
My chance comes not long after, when Tucker goes out to light the grill and then heads back in the house, Brenna following behind him shortly after. Lexi hasn’t said anything to me since we got here. I watch as she stands and walks over to the railing, hopping up on it. She’s staring up at the sky when I walk over to her and step in between her legs.
“Hey,” she whispers when her eyes meet mine.
“Hey.” My hands run up the sides of her legs and around her waist.
Lexi’s hands running up my chest and around my neck before she leans in and kisses me. I have been waiting since this morning for this. When I run my tongue across the seam of her lips she opens without delay. It’s like we have kissed like this a million times before instead of just once. There is no awkwardness between us. And all too soon I hear Brenna’s voice behind us, asking Tucker if he had