Lex (Unconventional Hearts) (29 page)

“Hello, Gage. Or should I say Suit Master?”
Roni laughs and comes stumbling in the back door of Lex’s house.
I’m sitting here at the table, drinking a glass of orange juice.
That’s all she has in the fridge other than water. I don’t want to
drink any alcohol that will just impair my joyous memories of this
spectacular evening.

I smile at her. “Hello to you too, Roni. Care
to join me?” I gesture toward the seat across from me. I’m sitting
in Lex’s chair.

“In a minute.” She riffles through some
cupboards, steals the juice from the table and fills her own cup.
Then sits down across from me.

“So… How’d tonight go?”

I smile wider. I can’t help it.

“That good huh?”

I nod and take a sip. “Yes, that good. It
wouldn’t have gone this well if it hadn’t been for your help
though.”

Drinking, she stops with the cup at her
mouth, her eyes thoughtfully staring off into a distance. “Lex
needs a person who really loves her and wants to care for her,
Gage. I’ve told you that from day one, and I will do anything to
help her get over her own insecurities to be happy. Lex thinks she
doesn’t need anyone but herself. She’s wrong; she has so much love
to give. It’s a damn shame to waste it. That’s why when you and Bob
approached me about this whole set up months ago, I agreed.”

No, she didn’t actually.

“No…”

Dropping her cup with a loud thud, she huffs,
leaning back in her chair, tossing her hands over her blue t-shirt
covered chest. “Fine, okay, I was an overprotective bitch. I
thought you were full of shit. What kind of man seriously fawns
over a woman for six years? And…has a tattoo and knows all about
her. It seemed creepy and well…
Fucked up
.”

I nod. She’s right; it is both of those
things, creepy and fucked up. Two things I tried to rid myself of
in counseling. No such luck.

“Don’t you think I know that?” I realize
we’ve already had this important redundant talk about ten times
already. Roni loves Lex deeply. Their bond is like no friendship
I’ve ever had. Except maybe the one I have with Tank. So when I
approached Roni months ago about me being ready to take the next
step in securing Lex’s and I’s future, she thought I was a raving
madman. There was no way, that woman was going to let me get near
Lex without her blessing. Three weeks I schmoozed and won Roni
over. It was no easy task. I groveled, a time or even two. I’m not
afraid to admit it. At the end of everything and revealing to her
all that I do know about Lex, and all that I’ve done to try to not
feel this way. Then, all that I have done to finally accept my
feelings couldn’t change. She eventually relented and decided to
help me on my quest.

First, we created an online dating profile.
Then she convinced Lex to get one herself. That’s how it all
started. I hadn’t planned on pushing myself into her life outside
of online dating. Not until I had stupid fuckin’ Corey in my office
going over divorce shit and he was rambling on about going on a
date. Then I find out who it was with from him, and where they were
going to go from Roni. I couldn’t help myself; I had to ruin the
date. At the same time, I was already in negotiations with Saks,
and it gave me a perfect way to deter her thoughts away from Corey.
Fuckin’
Corey.

Then as I played the Suit Master and Gage, I
was scared to have both of them collide. So, I kept them both up
and made the Suit Master seem more chivalrous and myself a tad bit
more of a dick, to throw her off my scent. Even though both of them
are me, I’m not always a nice guy. I proved that when that asshole
tried to rape my damn woman. He’s lucky I didn’t kill him. I wanted
to. I just couldn’t bring myself to do it in front of Lex. If it
hadn’t been for Auto, I probably would have put that sick fuck in a
coma, where he belongs.

“So…last night… You watched her eat, didn’t
you?” Roni asks, snatching me from my musings.

“Yea, I had a camera installed in the
vase.”

“You’re one slick mo-fo. Do you think she’s
going to forgive you for the depression you dropped her into this
week because of Emma?”

I nod my head. “I think she already has.” I
grin.

“Did you see lady?” Her eyes widen.

“I played with lady.” My grin turns into a
full on ear-to-ear shit-eating grin. I can’t help it. I’m already
hard thinking about my Angel’s
lady
. It’s perfect, just like
her.

Mouth nearly dropping to the table Roni
chokes, and clears her throat a few times. I laugh at her
expression.

“I… I never thought she’d…”

“That she’d let me, let her, make love to my
mouth?” I cut her off.

Still gaping wide-eyed, she nods repeatedly.
“She did?”

“Yes, but she doesn’t know I’m the Suit
Master, yet, or how I knew about lady. I know she wants me just as
much as I want her. That’s how I knew when I threw myself in her
way outside of Vino’s tonight, I could convince her, to let me take
her home. I couldn’t not try, six years is a long time to want
somebody, Roni, to dream about them. I took my chances and they
paid off big time.”

“You didn’t force her did you?” Her stunned
expression changes to one of hard protective concern and I growl at
her.

“Don’t fuckin’ look at me that way. I love
that woman. I would never force her into a God dammed thing. I’m
not Brian. I will get her off a hundred times before I even let her
touch me. She has to know this isn’t about me. It’s about
her
and
her
needs.”

“What about Emma? You want to
sexually
satisfy Lex, but what about Emma? That bond with that little girl
satisfies more in her than you’ll ever know.”

Roni is hard and to the point and damn, I
respect the hell out of her for that.

“I never expected Emma and Lex to meet this
early. I didn’t want that. I wanted her to want me first, and then
meet Emma, but shit happened and I can’t deny either one of my
girls. Emma needs Lex. Her mother is a shitty one and Lex can, if
she wants to, maybe fill that role. But only if she can accept me
and us as a couple. I can’t put Emma through another heartbreak
like me finally having to divorce her mother. Lex is it for me and
has been for a long time. If she doesn’t choose me in the end, I
will be lonely and stay single for the rest of my life.”

“You’re a love sick puppy.” She almost feels
sorry for me, I can see it on her face.

“Yeah tell me about it! A horny one with the
worst case of blue balls.” I grab my stomach.

She laughs. “Poor Gage, love sick puppy got a
taste of a real woman.”

“Fuck off, Roni.” I bark playfully and we
both break into a fit of laughter. I can see why Lex, and Roni are
best friends. Roni’s one hell of a woman. Tomboy to the core, and
perfect for Bob.

We chat a bit longer, mostly about Lex and
how hard this might be for her to overcome. Especially when she
finds out, I’m not only me but the Suit Master as well. She told
him a lot of things I know she’d never have admitted to me. That
might break her trust a bit, not that I blame her.

“Well, I think I’m heading to bed.” I stand,
place my glass in the sink and wave Roni goodbye.

“Sleep in her room.”

I stop at the kitchen door and crinkle my
brow. Sleep in her room?

“Come again?”

“There are blankets in the hall closet. Sleep
on the floor in her room. This way when she wakes up and freaks out
about what happened, you are there to talk her down. It’ll happen.
She flipped out the morning after you kissed her. This is going to
be the motherload of freakin’ the fuck out.”

“Thanks for the tip.”

Solemnly, I climb the stairs, hanging my
head. She’s
going
to freak out. Why in the hell didn’t I
think of that? Of course she will. Am I am idiot or what? It’s a
damn good thing Roni and I are rooting for the same team. It’s a
godsend she’s on my side. I couldn’t have done any of this without
her help.

Chapter Nineteen

Sunday

Lex

Opening my eyes, the sun from my opened
drapes fills my bedroom. What time is it?

Rolling onto my side, I freeze and look down.
I’m in the white dress. I. Am. In. The. White. Dress!

Gage! He…he…oh my God… Oh my God… I came in
his mouth… It happened didn’t it? … Oh my God!!

I screech aloud, flop back onto my back and
slap my hand over my mouth. My eyes are wide with panic. Inhaling a
deep calming breath to relax my sizzling nerves, I can still smell
him. His scent and the smell of sex is surrounding me. No, my come,
my arousal. I. Came. In. His. Mouth. He drank me down, like I was a
fine wine. I remember it all. He groaned and swallowed me. All of
me. That was the sexiest damn thing a man has ever done.

“Lex.”

I jump, startled. Where is he at?

“Lex?”

“Yes.” I whisper.

“It’s okay. Don’t freak out. Do you want me
to come up there with you?”

Do I want him to? My brain screams NO, but
every single cell in my body is begging for him to do what he did
to me again last night. I’m already turned on thinking about
it.

Rolling over, I army crawl to the edge of the
bed, the side I usually climb out from. Peeking over the edge, my
stomach flat on the bed, I see him, he’s sleeping on my floor,
still dressed in his suit from last night. Except his jacket and
tie is missing and his shirt is slightly unbuttoned. Sleepy eyes
peer up at me and he grins. I close my eyes to will the moan that I
want to utter, away. I hate that he affects me this intensely.

“Hi.” He’s the first one to speak.

“Hi.”

“How are you feeling?”

How am I feeling? How
am
I feeling? I
feel worried, scared, terrified, nervous, and at the same time I
feel free, lighter, sexy and even desired. Not by just anyone but
from the one man I can’t stop thinking about.

“I’m okay.”

“Do you want to talk now?”

I chew on my lip, contemplating his question
and he growls.

“What?”

“Stop chewing your lip, sweetheart. You know
what that does to me. If you don’t want me to do what I did last
night you’ll stop now.”

I’m not stopping, not if that’s a
promise.

I keep chewing and he growls again, sinfully
devouring me with his eyes. His hand reaches down and he rubs the
bulge in his pants.

“See what you do to me.” He darkly states.
Turning the potent sexual heat in the room up a full hundred
degrees.

I swallow hard, my mouth drooling, unable to
take my eyes from his hand as he masturbates over his pants.

“Do you like?”

I nod.

“Tell me.”

Even though his spicy demanding tone should
scare me, even intimidate me, it doesn’t. It makes me feel
powerful, and that he wants to know how I feel; that he
cares
to know.

“I like it.” I shyly mutter, turning fifty
shades of red.

He deeply chuckles. “How much?”

“A lot.” I watch a wet spot stain the outside
of his pants and I close my eyes, suppressing another moan. What is
wrong with me?

“Tell me more. I might come just watching you
watch me.”

“You’re hot, Gage. So hot. What do you did to
me last night scared me. I was so worried what you would think of
it
.” I turn my head again, afraid to speak more.

“Look at me.”

I listen.

“What you have is not an
it
.” He
emphasizes and goes on. “What you have is sexy, it’s mine and I
want to suck it. Come down here, Angel, and straddle my chest. Show
me that you know that I want it. That you accept that.”

Anxious, with a giant knot in my gut and my
heart rapping hard in my chest. I climb out of bed and lift my
dress.

“That’s it, now sit on me and put her in my
mouth.” He licks his lips.

Crouching, I rest on his chest and tuck my
dress higher, but not too high. I can’t show him my scars. Those
will turn him off for sure, and I don’t want that. I love this
sexual power. Power he’s allowing me to have. Power I’ve never had
before in my life with a person I desire and want as much as I do
Gage.

Leaning forward I grab ahold of my
nightstand, ease myself forward on his chest and he licks the tip
and I shudder, gasping.

“That’s it, Angel. My balls are so sore from
not coming last night. I’m going to come today. As I suck on…
What’s it called?”

He’s testing me. The cocky grin playing on
the sides of his face and the raised brows tells me as much.

“Lady.”

“That’s right, she’s my lady.
My
lady
dick. Right?”

“Yours.” I breathe, trembling, anxiety and
wanton need flooding my veins. Then he takes me all the way into
his mouth and I work my length into his throat, gently making love
to his face. My hips rocking, sliding myself in and out, he hums
and groans, and I can feel his body shaking as he masturbates
himself, hot air bursts from his nose as he devours me, sucking me
into heaven.

It doesn’t take but a few moments I can feel
my balls tingle and I throw my head back. Scrapping his teeth on
the underside of my lady, he sends me over the edge. I moan,
jerking my rod into his mouth, coming, filling him and he swallows
it all down, with a low growl, vibrating deep in his chest. Looking
down and slowly trying to ease my semi-hard self from inside his
mouth, he sucks me back in and scrunches his eyes shut. His body
quakes under me and he roars, with me still inside of him, reaching
his own beautiful climax.

Reopening his smoky eyes, he dives his gaze
into mine, locking us together and my heart climbs into my throat.
Butterflies are flapping in my belly. An all-consuming dirty smile
covers his face and he sucks me harder and harder until I’m fully
aroused once more.

“Why are you doing this?” I croak,
unbelievably turned on again.