SexyShortsGeneric by Shana Gray Read Free Book Online

before sweeping his tongue around the rim.
    Lexie trembled, her teeth chattered, and she couldn’t control herself. Nodding was all she could manage.
    A blast of rain blew under the roof and he turned his back to the rain to shield her. “Looks like we’re stuck here until it’s all over.”
    Until what is all over ? Was he talking about the rain being over or them continuing down this passion path they were on? Were they stuck, or was it providence? He couldn’t possibly be considering stopping. Her passion clouded mind refused to make sense.
    “T-there’s no point... ah... shit.” Lexie sucked in a breath before she continued, “going anywhere. We’ll still get wet.”
    “Is that right?” He slipped his hand between her thigh and under the edge of her shorts to slide through her lips. “Do you mean like this? As wet as you are?”
    “Oh!” Her pussy walls quivered, anticipating the invasion of his fingers or his cock sliding deep inside to find her sweet spot. “Now. Oh, now.” She couldn’t take it any longer and thrust her hips toward him.
    He laughed, but it held a raw edge that spoke volumes. He was just as aroused.
    “Is this what you want?” He asked when he swirled his fingers around the edge of her entrance, sending tremors radiating to the very tips of her fingers and toes.
    Lexie nodded frantically. “Oh yes.”
    “Or this?” He tracked through her swollen folds to find her clitoris.
    A keening cry tore from her mouth and was swept away in the rage of the storm. He moved his fingers in slow, maddening circles until she couldn’t remain still. Her hips rotated as if they had a mind of their own, increasing the pressure of his fingers on her. Her body’s quivering rose to a violent tremble. He plunged deep inside, curling his fingers and pumping, forcing her to hover at the edge of ecstasy.
    Lexie grabbed her breast and squeezed, wishing it was his hand, not hers, massaging her nipple to an even stiffer peak. She pulled the low V-neck aside and exposed her breast. He leaned down and caught her nipple with his mouth then suckled until pain bordered on pleasure.
    “Come for me, coach,” he murmured against her breast.
    Lexie boiled. She wanted to. She wanted to orgasm for him, but something held her back. She couldn’t let go. Why? Her brain frantically searched for the answer as her body raced toward release then screeched to a halt.
    “I—” She panted. “—want.”
    “What do you want?” He pressed his lips to hers. “Tell me.”
    Lexie’s brain functioned at a very limited capacity. She needed to regroup to be able to tell him what she wanted. She opened her eyes and immediately drowned in his smoldering gaze, leaving her close to speechless.
    What do I want? Do I even know?
    Yes, she knew. She wanted him. All of him. Not just his fingers or his cock. There was something about him that she wanted more of. He reached a deep place within her that she thought she’d managed to keep guarded. Who was this man who’d swept her off her feet from the minute she’d laid eyes on him?
    She sighed with frustration and then relief when he removed his fingers. She stood on the wooden floor now slick with the rain. Her legs were like jelly, which, wanting to keep contact with him, gave her an excuse to clutch his forearms.
    He leaned down and whispered, “You’re trembling.”
    “I know.”
    “I like that.”
    That did it. She was a lost cause. She slid her arms around his neck and clung to him for dear life. “I want... you... here. Now.”
    He looked deep into her eyes and his lips curved into a smile, one side a little higher than the other. Lexie ran her hand along his chin and traced her thumb over his full bottom lip. Then she curled her hand behind his head and pulled him to her. At the same time, he lowered her to the bench and pressed his knee between her thighs. She opened for him and lay back.
    “How about we get these shorts off.”
    It was a statement, not a question, and