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creating another high of ecstasy for Lexy and causing her to push her behind further into him. They edged toward the bed until her legs touched the mattress.
    Holding her hips firmly, Tate guided her to bend over the bed. He ran his hard length between her legs from behind, making her moan and arch into his movements. Oh God, that’s it. He continued rubbing her up and down until Lexy was so ready for him she thought she would come in that instant. Tate, sensing her immediate need, flipped Lexy onto her back. It was her first glimpse of his beautiful body, naked and ready for her. Seeing him like that stimulated a want to touch and taste every inch of him. What she needed most of all now was feeling the weight of him on top of her and him pressing deep inside until she molded tightly around him.
    Tate quickly grabbed the condom and applied it while Lexy’s anticipation grew. He took her legs under her knees, pulling them open and sliding her toward him. Leaning over her, he lavished her mouth with another kiss, then whispered, “Are you sure, Kitten?”
    “Yes. I need you, Tate.” She reached down and took hold of him, enclosed her legs around his waist as she guided him to her. When he reached her entrance, she let go and wrapped her arms around him. Tate kept his eyes on hers, gauging her reaction. He took it slow, pushing barely in to give her only a heavenly little taste and then pulling out again. He kissed her softly as he did this repeatedly. Lexy used her arms and legs to pull him further in, assuring him she was ready, pleading for his entry. His next movement was deeper, more deliberate, and he let out a moan. “God, Lexy. You feel so damn good.” He continued in that cadence, Lexy moving her hips along with him, feeling to her core the building climax. He put all his weight on one hand, freeing up the other to caress her breast, run his hand up her neck and to her cheek. “Fuck…you’re gorgeous,” he panted out before kissing her. Finally, he picked up his pace and groaned. “Are you with me, Kitten?”
    Hearing his pleasure building heightened her arousal. His concern for her sent her over the top as he continued pumping into to her over and over. Oh, God. That’s so good . “Yes, Tate.” The words barely made it out as a quiver just as he sent her over the edge to ecstasy. Her hips rocked into him, seizing every last drop of pulsing pleasure from him and sending him to crash into his own orgasm, riding it out along with her. Riding, slowly, as if he never wanted it to end.
    When their sweat-drenched bodies slowed and stopped, Tate lowered himself all the way down onto Lexy. He planted soft kisses on her lips, her cheek, and in her hair. “Wow, Kitten,” he whispered in her ear as she breathed through the afterglow of pleasure.
    He slid out and let his body go to the side of her. Then, he began tracing soft, feathery circles around her breast. Grabbing his wrist, she looked up at him, smiled, and shook her head slowly side to side. He let out a short laugh and intertwined his fingers with her. “You’re incredible,” he said.
    “You’re pretty amazing yourself,” she said locked into his gaze. But, she struggled to stay in the moment, and her smile faded. “Tate, maybe we should—”
    “Don’t say anything. Please. Not tonight anyway. Let’s just enjoy this.”
     

Chapter 11
     
    Lexy woke up blissfully slow to the sun shining through the window. With the power out, she’d forgotten to close the blinds. Her thoughts went immediately to last night, and the replay was damn hot. She had no regrets about what had happened; the smile plastered on her face proved it. For once she’d acted on instinct and let her desires lead the way without her head interfering. Not only that, but it had felt…right.
    When she realized she was naked and alone, she sat up and looked around. A twinge of anxiety churned in her stomach. Attempting to stay positive, she played with her hair in an attempt to