"I don't know, but I like it," she told him capturing his lips. "Maybe you could…take me out here tonight since you like balconies so much." Her voice was throaty and she couldn't keep the desire from the words.
"I'd like that," he said leaning into her. "But it might be dangerous," he warned. "I wouldn't want you to fall."
Lexi shook her head loose curls flying around her face. "Nah. You've got me."
Ramsey breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you finally realize that," he said holding her tight.
Her heart beat rapidly at the meaning in his words. At that moment, she couldn't think of a reason for her ever being mad at him. Sure he had other things to occupy his time in Atlanta, but that didn't mean he felt anything less for her. Long distance relationships did work for some people after all. And why couldn't it work for her.
She knew it could if she put in the effort that was necessary. And she wanted to. She wanted to make him happy. She never wanted his easy smile to leave his face or his bright green eyes to stray from her own. She couldn't think of another place she would rather be in the world than wrapped in his arms…wherever they were. She was lost…completely lost in him.
Despite all the baggage, she could see through to her true feelings. Baggage was just something she had to get over. He clearly wasn't hanging on to any lingering doubts about her or what had gone on with her, and he didn't seem to have any faults of his own. She couldn't figure out why she had to hold back so much from him. He was an incredible, successful, gorgeous man who wanted to be with her as much as she wanted to be with him. All she had to do was let go and allow herself to experience what he was willing to offer.
"Me too," she said meaning every word. He really did have her.
The joy that filled his eyes at her admission was nearly overwhelming. He dropped his arms from her waist and hiked up one leg up around his waist. Surprised, her hand tightened around the bulge in his pants and he groaned at the feel of her touching him even through two layers of clothing. His hand worked miracles through her thigh as he massaged slowly upwards.
Just as he reached her soft cotton underwear, he dropped to his knees in front of her and pulled her leg up on his shoulder. She stared dreamily down at him almost unable to process what was about to happen next. He hitched a finger into her underwear and pulled it sideways before bringing his mouth forward to her most sensitive area. She gasped and threw her head back as his tongue expertly traveled the length of her. Her hands laced through his golden hair as he sucked and swirled his tongue around her willing her to reach a cli**x. Just as she was getting close, he dropped her leg and stood straight again.
She was breathing heavy when he straightened and kissed her breathlessly. "I could have done that forever. You taste so good," he murmured into her ear.
"I could have let you." He chuckled at her statement. "I need you…now," she said as her hand came up and undid the button and zipper of his shorts. Only his tight butt was holding the shorts on and she slid her hands to grasp the firm muscles allowing the shorts to slide effortlessly to the floor.
He pushed her back against the railing again. Without the restriction of his shorts, he was clearly visible to her, throbbing, and ready. She groaned at the sight of him picking her own leg up to allow him to get closer to her. He slid against the length of her cotton shorts obviously holding himself back with great exertion. Her eyes snapped shut again at the feel of his hardness against her even through two layers of material. Her cli**x, which had been so close only seconds earlier, was building again with every passing moment of anticipation. "You're mine?" she murmured to him half a question and half a statement.
His hands dug into her back as he tried to get closer and closer to her. "Yes."
"All mine?" she groaned her hand sinking into his hair and forcing his eyes to meet hers again.
He took her weight as an advantage and pulled both of her legs around his waist. "All yours," he said walking her through the sliding glass doors and into the bedroom. He lay her down on the king sized bed and crawled over her. "I am all yours Alexa Walsh. No one else holds my heart."
Lexi sighed pleasantly at the declaration of his affections. She helped him strip her of her remaining clothing as he pulled off his boxers. He moved forward and rested himself right over her opening. If she hadn't been ready from him going down on her, she was more than ready now at the sight of him. His muscles were taut, and his skin bronzed from days in the sun. His breathing was irregular and he was physically holding himself back waiting for her confirmation.
She stared longingly up into his emerald green eyes and nodded her head. She wanted him. She needed him…all of him. She needed to feel him inside of her and the completeness that resulted from knowing he was hers.
He breathed heavily and then buried himself inside of her. She thought she was going to release instantly once he was fully inside of her. With such a build up and the enormous amount of emotional energy that was passing between them, she felt like she could barely breathe. This wasn't the first time they had been together physically, but somehow this was different. The way he lay against her, the loving look in his eyes, the easy gentle thrusts inside of her. She desperately wanted to orgasm and she knew that she probably could have multiple times, but she was holding off. She wanted them to be together. She wanted to feel him fill her, and her release around him, for her to clench around him and let her waves of pleasure wash over his body.
She could feel the strain from waiting taking over both of them. Sweat beaded down his face and fell to his collarbone then down his muscled chest. She watched its decent as he continued to thrust inside her. Her body was caving. She couldn't hold back any longer.
His movements were speeding up and she thought she might explode at any second. Her heart was beating a million miles a minute and she gasped several times as he pushed deeper. "Ramsey," she moaned louder than she had anticipated. "Oh God Ramsey," she said even louder. "I need you. Make me…make me cum. I can't hold back anymore."
"Don't hold back," he grunted the physical strain of release close to washing over his body.
"I want you with me. I need…need you with me," she cried out. "Now."
At her command, his whole body convulsed as he released. She cried out even louder than before as the orgasm took over her body. Her head fell back against the pillow as waves of pleasure rocked through her body. She could feel herself shaking as she clenched onto him harder and harder riding out the intense feeling of gratification that pored through her body.
When her body finally stilled, she lay there for a minute with just the sound of Ramsey's hammering heart and the ocean as music to her ears. She couldn't do more than trail her fingers down his back and lightly up into his blonde hair. The weight of him was a comforting feeling as he didn't move from inside of her. Her lower half was still pulsing slightly from their interaction.
He lifted his head ever so gently to stare back into her bedroom eyes. "Lexi," he murmured.
"Yes."
"I love you." Lexi released a small gasp. His smile was radiant at finally speaking the words to her. "I just wanted you to know," he said dropping his head back down to her chest.
Lexi took a big breath. "I love you too," she whispered against his hair.
He wrapped his arms all the way around her waist and hugged her close. "That's the best thing I've ever heard," he breathed into her.
He placed a faint kiss on her cheek before pulling back and striding into the bathroom. Lexi's heart was beating wildly, and not from the sex this time. Her mind was all over the place. With three small words he had forced her body and mind to kick into overdrive.
She couldn't remember loving anyone else but Jack in such a long time that it physically made her heart ache at the thought. Love to her always meant pain and disappointment. She couldn't even remember what it felt like to love someone completely…who also loved her completely. With Jack there had always been complications…other people, infidelity, lies, the list went on and on.
But what she was feeling right now, it was nothing like that. She had never been so scared in her life of what was to come. The possibilities were endless and she had just opened herself up to be in an incredibly vulnerable state. She wasn't sure how to react, and so she just lay still against the now rumpled sheets in a tiny state of panic.
How had she gotten here…to this moment? For years she had left herself guarded and out of reach to everyone around her. She couldn't bear the thought of having someone new in her life…someone to fill the hole in her where she had always thought Jack belonged. Yet, saying out loud that she loved Ramsey didn't feel like that.
He wasn't replacing Jack. That would somehow diminish what she was feeling at this moment to think that he was just a replacement. He was so much more than that to her. He had opened up a new part of her that she didn't even know existed. And though Jack still held up residence in her heart, the thought of him was dulled in comparison.
She sighed contentedly knowing that she had made the right decision in telling him her true feelings. She didn't want to hide from him, because she knew from experience that only made things worse.
"You look like you're thinking real hard," he muttered leaning against the bathroom door frame.
"Just thinking about you," she said rolling over to look at his gorgeous body. "And what you did to me."
"What did I do to you?" he asked striding back over to the bed.
She shivered all over as he came closer. "Made my whole body shake."
"Look what you're doing to me," he groaned hungrily as he pushed himself back against her.
"Again?" she asked her eyes bulging slightly.
He chuckled softly to himself. "I could if you could, but," he said cutting off her response, "I think we have places to be." His voice was wistful as if the last thing he wanted to do was meet up with his friends.
"Oh right," she said running her hands against the contours of his body. She didn't want to have to cover this up.
"You sound as thrilled as I do," he commented forlornly.
She smiled brightly at him. "I think it'll be good for me to spend some time with your friends. You know…get to know the people you spend a lot of time with," she murmured quickly.
"Not a lot of time," he said shrugging it off.
"Well you've known them a long time."
"Now that is a true statement," he said leaning forward to kiss her cheek.
"So where exactly are we going?" she asked hoping to use the weight of his affection as leverage.
"Don't think I'm going to ruin the surprise," he said leaning forward and planting a kiss on her lips. "Come on let's get you dressed again."
Lexi stuck her lip out. "Not something I like to hear from you."
Ramsey leaned back into her burying his face in her wild hair. "Only so I can tear them off of you later," he replied huskily.
Her body trembled all over at the thought of him stripping her clothes off piece by piece and reenacting their earlier escapades. "I…I'd like that."