“Baby.” I cried, letting my tears fall for her if she wouldn’t let hers.
“He didn’t rape me, thank god.” She sighed and opened her eyes, staring at me with pain in her watery eyes. “But he took away my trust in men forever.”
“I’m so sorry.” I clung to her, “I never would have pushed if I had known.”
“No.” She shook her head, silencing me. “That’s the point I’m trying to make here. I have instantly distrusted every man I’ve met since that day. That’s why I’ve embraced this bitchy personality and kept everyone away with my sarcasm and crass. But I can’t keep Brody and Knox away when I’m being intimate with you, because you love them.”
“I don’t know what to do.” I felt like she was about to tell me she was done.
“I want you to teach me how to trust again.” She slid both hands around the back of my neck and pressed her forehead to mine. “I want to find a way to let go of my fear and let them in. Because I want them, Hannah. Jesus fucking Christ watching you with them, seeing their devotion to you, how they worship you and treat you like their Queen makes me want to worship them.”
“Lex. I can’t be the reason you cut yourself open.”
“Don’t you get it, baby?” She pulled back again to look at me. “You’re helping me. You’re giving me hope and teaching me that I don’t have to do everything alone anymore. I want that.” She closed her eyes and a single tear rolled down her cheek. “I’ve never regretted my solitude until I met you. Until Knox and Brody showed me how they treat the woman they love.”
I kissed her. For the first time in my life, words eluded me and nothing I could think of captured what I wanted to express to her. So I showed her in the universal way.
The loving way.
She breathed me in as she kissed me back, pushing me against the wall and using her body to respond. I kissed her neck and bit her earlobe as she pushed her hips into mine, communicating her need as she moaned.
“I need you.” She put her hand up my shirt and teased my rib cage before palming my breast through my lace bralette and rolling my nipple between her fingers. “I thought you were going to tell me to fuck off and that you’d had enough of me.”
“I’m just as obsessed as you are with me,” I assured her. “And so are the guys.”
She huffed as she kissed my neck, “They hate me.”
“No.” I cried, digging my nails into her ass as I turned us and pushed her up against the wall, changing the power dynamic. “They hate the distance you keep putting between you and them, but they don’t hate you.” I put my thigh between hers and flexed my hips, dry-humping her into the wall. “They want you so fucking bad, Lex.”
“I don’t know how to do this with them. It feels so right with you, but I’m so hesitant with them and I don’t recognize the woman I am when they’re around.”
“Don’t worry about that right now.” I undid the tie of her shorts and then pushed my hand down the front of them and she tipped her head back with her eyes closed and her lips parted as I rubbed my fingertips over her wet clit. “Just feel.” I kissed her neck and teased her ears as I played with her. I still felt like I didn’t have a clue what I was doing when I touched her, but I just let my mind drift to the noises she was making and focused on the way her body talked to mine. “That’s my good girl.” I teased, and she smiled and then moaned when I pushed one finger into her.
A hesitant knock sounded on the door across the room and Lex’s head snapped up off the wall and her eyes opened. “Uh, ladies.” Rey’s voice called out through the wood. “The crew is all set up out there.”
I whispered as I pulled Lex’s shorts down all the way and made her kick them off as I sank to my knees, “Buy us a few minutes and I’ll reward you for your honesty.” I pushed her shirt up and kissed her stomach on my way down to her pussy.
She licked her lips and smacked her head back against the wall as she stammered, “I’m just getting dressed. Ten minutes.”
It was interesting to see Lex flustered because she hardly ever was. But with me on my knees pushing her legs open and pressing my tongue to her throbbing clit, she stumbled.
“Take your time.” Reyna sang through the door all knowingly. “You’re the star of the show, after all.”
“Mmh-hmm.” Lex hummed back, burying her fingers in my hair and rocking against my face. “Yes.”
“You taste so good,” I praised, playing with her exactly how she liked.
“Fuck.” She hissed and looked down at me, holding my stare as I sucked on her clit. “Just like that Hannah. Please don’t stop.”
“Mmh,” I teased her and kept it up, until she opened her mouth and wordlessly succumbed to the pleasure, riding out the waves of ecstasy as she kept her gaze locked on mine.
As soon as her body relaxed, she sank to her knees between me and the wall and kissed me. It was slow and leisurely, there was no rush for more or desperation to beat the clock as she prolonged our moment alone.
“I don’t want to go out there.” She whispered against my lips with a soft smile on hers. “I want to just take you home and forget about everyone else in the world.”
“Wouldn’t that be the dream?” I played along. “But there’s a very needy journalist who’s counting on this article to solidify her dreams and catapult her career out of small-town newspapers and into something more meaningful.” I unfolded myself, standing up, and then held my hand out for her. “Chop chop, baby.”
She pouted and then chuckled as she took my hand and let me help her stand. “Do I at least get to reciprocate the earth-shattering orgasm you just gave me?”
“Maybe.” I hung her garment bag on a hook on the wall and unzipped it, revealing three sexy outfits. “If you’re a good girl and do as you're told for the next few hours, I’ll give you whatever you want.”
She walked up behind me and rested her chin on my shoulder as she held me, “Be careful little one,” She hummed sweetly before sliding her hand up my body to wrap around my neck. She pulled my head back until it rested on her shoulder and pushed her hand down the front of my dress slacks. “We both know who’s going to be the good girl tonight.” She rubbed my needy body as I sagged into her, “But if you’re really good maybe I’ll let you teach me how to make Knox come when we’re all done.”
“Lex.” I moaned, imagining how fulfilling it would be to watch her overcome a piece of her fear and trauma with us. “You can’t dangle that in front of me if you don’t mean it.”
“I mean it.” She slowed her hand down and kissed my cheek. “I don’t know the specifics or what I imagine it all to look like, but I want to try.” She pulled her hand from my pants and loosened her hold on my neck. “You all make me want to try.”
“Okay.” I took a deep breath and turned to kiss her lips gently. “Then let's get this shoot done so we can start moving forward together.”
“Look right here,” The photographer instructed, “Drop your chin and lean forward a tad. Perfect!”
Lex was a natural in front of the camera and I was in awe as I watched her work. It didn’t hurt that the dress she wore was her favorite shade of black lace, and the skin that it covered was minimal. It was deep cut in the front, exposing all the ink on her chest and between her breasts and the slit that opened up to reveal her tatted leg made my knees weak every time it moved with her body, showing me a little bit at a time.
“Jesus, Hannah,” Reyna whispered from my side where we sat watching Lex pose, sitting on top of the reception desk with a tattoo magazine in her hands. “You’ve got it bad.”
I sighed, unable to look away from the vixen as she stared back at the photographer with that powerful, seductive look she gave me when we first met. “No kidding.”
