"Oh, fuck," she whispered, her fingers tight on his skin. "Yes, don't stop."
The sudden slam of a door jerked their heads up, bringing their make-out session to a pause.
"Shit!" he cursed, pulling her off the wall and around the corner. Footsteps came down the hallway as they crept around the corner. He placed a finger over her mouth and leaned back to see who it was.
It looked like one of her friends, but he couldn't be sure. She was walking too quickly, and his mind was far too focused on Lexi's breast hanging half out.
He listened as she giggled. "Why are we hiding in the shadows when you own the castle? Are you afraid to get caught?"
He didn't think of that. He just figured she wouldn't want to get caught in the hallway looking half naked. He had no problems doing it in the hallway. Fuck, he'd do it anywhere if she didn't care.
He looked at her, raising an eyebrow. "You'd be fine getting caught half-handsy with me? Imagine that was your mother, and I had my fingers up your pussy making you come? Different story then?"
Her smile slipped, and she looked almost like she saw a ghost. "Fine, fair point." She leaned over to see and frowned. "But it isn't. That's probably one of my friends needing some water."
They remained quiet for a moment until they were sure whoever came out had left. They were both holding their breath during that pause as well.
He leaned in and kissed her, gently running his lips against hers. Her hands cupped his, and she leaned into him. She moaned softly, which just forced him closer to her.
"Damn," he said, licking his lips as he looked at her. "You are so fucking sexy, Lexi. I have no clue how all the other men fucked up with you, but I thank God they did."
She blushed as his hands raked over her hips. "I can't wait to get you naked."
"Then don't," she said, wiggling her eyebrow. "Start now."
He didn't wait. He pulled at the buttons on the back, undoing them as quickly as he could. He watched her breasts fall free, and he bent down, sucking on her.
Her head rolled back, and she moaned. It echoed around them, and he quickly covered her mouth. He ran his tongue over her nipples, watching them harden.
Her breath hitched, and she swallowed, suddenly looking flushed. "Fuck."
He reached his hand down, sliding his fingers up her dress until he felt the outline of her panties. She squirmed.
"Oh, God," she whispered. "The things you do to me, Rao. No one has made me feel this way."
He smiled, sliding his finger underneath her panties to find her soaking wet. His fingers slid into her with ease, and she bit down on his hand, trying to quiet herself.
Her eyes slammed shut as he rolled his finger, rubbing her G-spot. She moaned, clamping her teeth down harder on his finger. The pain only forced his fingers deeper inside her.
A creak of a door opening forced her eyes wide. He didn't stop, though. He couldn't. His fingers were too deep in her, and he knew he could get her to come whether someone saw it or not. He wanted to watch her orgasm while someone walked down the hallway.
"Rao," she moaned, almost pleading. "I …" She looked like she wanted to fight, but she couldn't. Her body clenched hard, and she was coming all over his fingers without a second to spare.
He kissed her cheek, pulling away after feeling she was done. She wobbled to her knees and glared at him. He smirked, pulled her to her feet, and turned.
"That was mean," she said, glaring her eyes at him. "Cruel. Someone could have heard us."
"But," he whispered back, "I got you off, and that's what matters."
He was hard the entire way up to their room. She couldn't stay mad at him either. She clung to him, sliding a hand underneath his shirt, running her own fingers over his nipples. She was teasing him.
When they got into their room, he wasted no time. He plopped her on the bed and pulled at his shirt, undoing the buttons and throwing it aside. She stared at him, her eyes rolling over every inch of his skin.
She tried to pull her dress off, but he stopped her. He wanted tonight to last as long as he could get it to.
"I want to taste every inch of you." He wanted to remember tonight, and he wanted to savor every part of it.
He first started at her feet and slipped her shoes off. They were high heels that shone when the light hit them. He set them aside, knowing he would have her wear them again at one point.