I ignored the voices in my head telling me to stop as I gently peeled the covers back from Alexa’s body. Then I slowly rolled her onto her back.

“If you want me to stop, you better let me know right now, sweetheart,” I said.

She bit her lips together then gave a quick shake of her head. For once, I accepted her non-verbal consent. If she spoke, it would break the fantasy of this moment.

I eased her shorts down her smooth, creamy thighs. My breathing deepened and my heart raced as I peeled her white cotton panties down next. I watched Alexa’s face like a hawk for any sign she didn’t want this anymore, but she kept her eyes closed, letting me have my filthy way with her body.

Once I spread her thighs apart, I climbed onto the bed and moved between her legs.

“Goddamn,” I murmured, my hungry gaze fixated on Alexa. “You’re so perfect.”