Avoiding Commitment (Avoiding #1)(40)

"Mmm hmm?" he asked his breath hot against her lace thong only increasing the wetness across the flimsy material. "Do you want me to keep going?"

She wasn't sure if she could handle this any longer. God, she wanted him so bad. She had wanted him to do this for a year. The sexual build-up was killing her. She knew her body was already so close to release that if he so much as laid one finger in her she would be gone.

"Lex," he moaned pressing his thumb gently against her clit.

"Yea...yes...um...yes?" she asked her body tightening at the feel of the pressure on such a sensitive area even through her thong.

"You didn't answer," he said relieving the pressure only briefly. "Do you want me to keep going?"

She wanted to say no, to push him away and run out of the house. Or at least, she knew that's what she should want, but she didn't. She wanted him to keep going and not to stop until she was spent. Lexi found herself nodding. Then realizing he couldn't see her with his face buried in her crotch, she finally uttered, "Yes."

"Yes?"

"Yes, I want you to keep going."

"You're sure?"

"God, please, touch me."

Ever so slowly, he hooked his finger under the thong and began to massage her clit in a circular fashion. When she began to buck her hips against the immense amount of pressure, he removed her skirt and thong, and threw them to the floor. As soon as they left his hand, he dove down and began flicking his tongue against her clit in short, quick, back-and-forth motions. Her legs began to shake from the exertion of holding them open, and allowing him to have his way with her. Her body began to overflow with pleasure as she got closer to climax. He rotated between licking and sucking motions enjoying the taste of her all over his mouth. His fingers appeared and slid between her lips opening her up fully to him. She pushed her hips up eager to meet his fingers that were positioned over her moist opening.

Instead of fingering her like she so desired, he ran his fingers across the wet sides of her lips hitting each sensitive nerve perfectly. Her back arched and she let loose a low moan, feeling her body reaching all new heights. He was drawing out her pleasure, knowing that each touch was sending her farther and farther over the edge. He was increasing her bliss by prolonging the time until her climax, waiting until he allowed her to orgasm. When he knew she couldn't take it any longer, he inserted two of his fingers directly into her. He felt her instantly clench around him, causing his erection to harden even further in his jeans.

Lexi began laboriously panting as she felt her climax begin to take over her body. Jack's fingers were working in a come-hither motion on the inside of her sending her over the edge. She moaned even louder, only just resisting the urge to scream in delight.

Her legs were shaking convulsively by now as he removed his fingers and swiped at his mouth. "I've wanted to do that for so long," he said leaning forward and kissing her, giving her a taste of herself. "And damn, do you taste good."

She blushed slightly at his words. Even after what they had just gone through, sexual references still made her blush. This made her giggle. She felt euphoric.

"Damn, Lex, you look sexy like that." He assessed her naked form. "You should always be naked around me."

She blushed even deeper. "Come here," she commanded snaking her arms around his neck and pulling him in for another kiss. "I want you," she moaned against his lips.

"You want me?"

"Inside of me. Now."

She didn't have to say it twice. He quickly undid his belt and tugged his jeans to the ground. Lexi smiled sweetly at his blue boxers covered with tiny yellow fish. He tore those off as well and repositioned himself over her. It was his turn to pant while his erection hovered only inches above her soaking wet opening.

His crystal clear blue eyes bored into as he got ready to meet her. "Are you sure, Lex?" She could tell it was taking every ounce of self-control he had to not just shove himself right inside of her, taking her for his own. Every inch – yes every inch – was hard-pressed and ready to go.

But was she sure? She hadn't been sure the whole time. In fact, the only thing she had been sure of was having the most amazing orgasm she could ever imagine. She wanted him inside of her, but something was nagging at her. If she went ahead and slept with him right then and there, like her body was begging her to do, there would be no going back. Maybe if they stopped where they were, she would be able to recover from what happened, but not after sex. Sex was final.

"Lex, you're killing me here. I want you. I just need to know if you are sure this is what you want."

She sighed heavily, her hands coming to cover her face. "Oh Jack, it's what I want." He sighed happily, and moved himself so that the tip just barely touched her. He then shifted his hips to rub it up against her gently. She moaned heavily at the feel of him, and then pushed herself away. "But I can't," she whispered sitting up against the headboard.

She watched his face fall as he realized that she wasn't going to go through with it. But he wasn't going to pressure her. If she said no, then he was going to be okay with that.

He rolled over to the other side of the bed and lay back against the sheets. "I just want to make everything up to you. If you don't want to go further, that's okay," he finally said after his breath began to even out.