Starstruck (Heartstrings Duet #1)

17. come alive

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COME ALIVE

BAXTER

“HANDS” BY JJ WILDE

L ennon’s eyes stay locked on mine as the weight of my words settle around us.

Did I really just admit I’d do anything for her?

Yes.

Did I mean it?

Also yes.

Do I regret it?

That depends on what the next words out of her mouth are.

“Oh, well, um…thank you,” she says, uncertainty laced in her tone.

My brows furrow.

That’s it? Just a stuttered, uncertain thank you ?

This whole scene played out much differently in my head.

I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. An awkward tension grows between us as we continue to stare at each other, neither of us willing to speak first.

My face is still inches from hers until, finally, she breaks our stare, turning to walk around her desk. But before she can, I grab her by the hand and spin her back around to face me. There’s no way I’m letting her get away with a pathetic thank you .

Not again.

“Bax—” she starts, caught off guard by my sudden movement, but I cut her off by pressing my lips to hers.

I’m immediately transported back to our first night together, the feel of her mouth against mine igniting a fire inside me. I’m reminded of how soft her skin was as I trailed my fingers over her nipples and how tight her pussy squeezed as she came around my cock.

All I fucking want is for it to happen again.

The room around us falls silent as we stand there, her body pressed firmly against mine. I bring my hand up to her neck, tilting her head back slightly, and she relaxes, her mouth opening for me.

I allow myself entry and sweep my tongue against hers, sucking it into my mouth. Her arms come up around my neck and I bend, lifting her by the legs. I turn us so she’s seated on her desk, but her legs stay wrapped around my hips. My cock grows hard in my jeans as she grips me tighter, pressing our centres against each other.

My hands roam her body, making their way under her shirt to tease her soft skin. I bring one hand up to cup her breast, and she moans, pulling her mouth from mine.

“We shouldn’t do this,” she pants, her cheeks flushed and her eyes half-lidded. It’s clear she wants this as badly as I do, but something is stopping her. I’m determined to find out what.

“Why not?” My teeth graze her ear, and she hums, shuddering as goosebumps break out over her skin.

“One night,” is all she says, her voice an octave deeper from the lust coursing through her. “We agreed.”

I press my hand to the side of her neck and capture her eyes in mine. “We did,” I rasp. “But we’re both consenting adults, which means we can also agree to more, if that’s what we want.” I trace my thumb over the pulse point on her neck, squeezing gently, her eyes not once wavering from mine. “I want this, Lennon. I want you .”

Her lips part slightly as my fingers find their way up her skirt, skimming over her core.

I let out a groan. “Based on how soaked your panties are right now, I’d say you want this, too.”

My eyes darken as she catches her bottom lip between her teeth, and my grip on her neck tightens.

“Do you, Lennon?” My voice is hoarse and full of hunger. Hunger for her. Only for her. “Do you want this?”

Do you want me?

My unspoken question dances in the tension between us. Her eyes find mine as she nods. It’s subtle at first, but the longer her eyes stay locked on mine, the more sure she becomes, pulling my face down again. My lips hover over hers as she presses her body against mine.

“Use your words, Lenny girl.”

“I want you,” she whispers, and that’s all it takes for my lips to meet hers.

She kisses me with such vigor, such passion, and I bask in this feeling. It’s not one I’m used to, not one I’ve felt with anyone other than her, but it’s one I’d do anything to feel over and over again.

I grasp the bottom of her shirt, breaking our kiss only for as long as it takes to peel it over her head. She moves to get mine off, too, her hands skimming my bare chest once it joins hers. She pulls me close again, her fingers working the button on my jeans and her movements hurried and impatient.

“You’re a greedy little slut, aren’t you?” I tease, my eyes drinking her in.

A frown mars her face as she realizes she’s rushing. “It’s not my fault you ruined sex for me.”

I can’t help the joy that courses through me at her admission. It’s nice to know that night affected her as much as it did me. “ Well, Lenny girl. You just ruined me .”

A sharp release of breath escapes her, her lust-filled eyes finding mine.

“And I’m going to ruin you, too,” I promise. “But I’m going to take my time doing it.”

I bring my hand up her back, my fingers undoing her bra clasp. She lets it fall, revealing her perfect, pert breasts.

“ God ,” I murmur, gripping one in each hand, my fingers twirling around her nipples. I lean down to kiss her neck as her head falls back slightly. “I’ve thought about this every single day since that night.”

A blush rises in her cheeks as she pulls my lips to hers again. “Me, too,” she confesses as my finger pushes her panties aside, slipping deep inside. I curl it up, and she lets out a gasp as I hit her G-spot in perfect succession.

Her nails dig into my biceps as I hold her close, my hand resting on the small of her back while I repeatedly bury my finger in her warm heat.

Pressing my thumb to her clit, I add a second finger. She clenches her legs shut as she whimpers, making it clear that pressure is already building in her core.

“Let me hear you, Lennon,” I demand, keeping my eyes locked on hers as I continue working my fingers. With a few more thrusts, she lets out a cry and her body pulls taut, her nails leaving crescent moons on my arms while her pussy squeezes unbearably tight.

Eventually, she relaxes, her head falling forward against my chest. I pull my fingers out of her and bring them to my mouth, holding her by the chin to make her watch as I suck her release clean.

Pushing her skirt over her hips, I spread her legs wider. I grab a condom from my wallet and roll it on before lining my cock up with her entrance. “You sure about this, Trouble?” I drag my thumb over her lower lip. “I’m not just going to go away after this. Now that I’ve had another taste, I’m going to keep coming back for more.”

She nods gently as her eyes meet mine. “I’m sure.” Her throat works as she swallows, her voice breathy. “But just friends…” she trails off as I begin to push the tip in. I smirk as a sigh falls from her lips, her mouth forming a perfect O.

I don’t know where this girl came from or who sent her to me, but I thank my lucky stars that she’s here and that we’re on the same page. Repeat sex has never sounded better than it does with Lennon on the other end.

“With benefits,” I finish with a smirk. “Use me, Trouble. Let me make you feel good.” My lips ghost over hers as she stretches around me. “Let me help you forget.”

Her eyes gloss over as I fill her entirely. “Make me forget,” she breathes against my lips.

I grip her hips, pulling all the way out before pushing back in. “ Fuck ,” escapes me in a whisper, both of us watching me disappear inside her. I bring my lips down to meet hers, my pace quickening.

“Oh, my god ,” she cries between kisses, wrapping her legs tighter around my hips as I continue to drive into her. Our tongues explore each other in a heated dance as her nails trail up and down my back, leaving scratches in their wake.

Each one marks me more as hers .

Hers to fuck, hers to use, hers to do whatever the hell she wants with so long as she continues making me feel like this.

I grit my teeth as my balls tighten. “Who fucks you best, Lennon?” I ask, bringing one of my hands down between us to skate a finger around her clit, teasing her just enough to make her squirm.

Her fingers grip the hair at my neck, her eyes meeting mine as she lets out a whimper. “Y-you do, Baxter.”

With that, I skim my finger over the bundle of nerves and revel in the way she gets even wetter without pushing her over the edge yet.

A shiver runs up her spine as she adds, “Nobody’s ever fucked me like you.”

Those words coming from her lips are all it takes for me to give in. My mouth finds hers in a hungry kiss, and I finally put pressure exactly where she needs it.

It’s all it takes to set her alight.

Her body tenses around me, but I keep my pace, swallowing her screams while her pussy grips me like a vice. I continue tracing circles over her sensitive skin until her body relaxes.

The feeling of her pulsating around me is enough to push me to my own climax, my thrusts becoming more frantic.

“You’re a fucking goddess, woman,” I rasp as I press myself to the hilt and freeze, spilling into her.

With her arms around my neck and me still buried deep inside of her, she pulls back. Her breathing is heavy as her eyes meet mine.

“Thank you,” she whispers as I pull out. “For agreeing to headline. And for…this.” She hops off her desk, righting her skirt as I dispose of the condom, tucking myself back into my jeans.

“Like I said, Trouble,” I start as I turn to face her. “Anything for you.”