Foreseen: Lex (The Four Book 2)

by Sloane Kennedy

  I knew Gideon wasn't trying to be cruel, but it still stung that he was doing this. He must've seen something in my expression because all of a sudden, he was leaning in and clasping the left side of my face while he pressed our foreheads together. "Lex, please just trust me on this."

  I nodded because I did trust him. He would never hurt me intentionally. "I do, Gideon," I murmured, eager to get past whatever he was trying to accomplish.

  "Tell me why you love the games so much."

  "They're an escape. When you're in a video game, the real world doesn't exist and for a while you can be anyone you want to be."

  "And when you were a kid, you wanted to get away and be something else, right?" Gideon asked.

  I nodded again. "I spent a lot of time in hospitals. During one of the longer stretches when I was in my early teens, one of the nurses felt sorry for me and brought me her son's old video game console and some games to go with it. When I was playing the games, I wasn't sick. Things didn't hurt. I was the valiant knight or the racecar driver or the brave fighter pilot. I wasn't a sickly kid tied to a dialysis machine. I wasn't someone whose body didn't work."

  "They gave you a purpose," Gideon offered.

  "Yes," I said. "They gave me a reason to open my eyes every day."

  "So it wasn't the actual games, it was what the games gave you," Gideon clarified. "They gave you joy."

  I nodded. He’d stripped it down to its simplest form and he was right. The video games had made me happy.

  "I know you won't be able to play the games like you used to, but what if we play them together?" Gideon asked.

  I shook my head in confusion. "If I can't play them on my own, how would I be able to play against you?"

  "Not against me, with me." Gideon shifted and took the controller from my hand. I missed having him close, but I knew he hadn’t gone far because I could hear him shuffling around. He began asking questions about how to set the console up with his television. I was curious enough about what his plan was to talk him through the process. After a couple minutes, I heard wood scraping over wood and I realized he was moving the coffee table in front of the couch out of the way. Then his hand was taking mine.

  "Let's sit on the floor," he said and then he was helping me down to the floor and positioning us so his back was against the couch and my back was against him. His legs were on either side of me.

  "Okay," I said when I settled my hands on his thighs. "I can get on board with this."

  I felt the rumble of Gideon's chuckle against my back. Just hearing him laugh was enough to make me not care about what would happen next. If me making a fool of myself while trying to play a video game in front of him would elicit this kind of response, I'd happily do it.

  I couldn't make anything out in front of me besides the shape of the television and the small entertainment center it was sitting on, but I did hear the familiar music of my video game as it booted up. An unexpected rush of excitement washed over me. It was only amplified when Gideon placed the controller in my hand.

  I still had no clue what we were doing. But then Gideon's fingers closed over mine on the controller and he began clicking some of the buttons as we walked through the stages of getting the game going. It finally registered what his plan was. He wanted us to play the game together. Together as in us being one character and working together to reach the end goal.

  It seemed like a ridiculous idea, but as Gideon began reading the prompts on the screen to help us figure out our character, the same giddiness I'd always felt as a kid when I'd started a new game washed over me. I still didn't really understand how we would manage it, but I automatically began telling Gideon which traits and weapons we should select for our character. To my surprise, he began describing what was happening on the screen in considerable detail. Everything from what our character was wearing to what he looked like. Even though I knew what every screen looked like by heart, his descriptions were so vivid that it was like I was seeing the image for the first time. Not seeing with my eyes, but with my mind.

  The man was actually being my eyes, but he was doing it in such a way that I could see. It was as if there were a rock in front of me but instead of just steering me around it, he was telling me its size, color, and shape, making it possible for me to see the thing in my mind’s eye and know what kind of berth I needed to give it.

  I didn’t think it possible, but in that moment, I loved Gideon even more.

  "Okay, here we go," Gideon said. He removed his hands from mine on the controller and said, "We're in a clearing in the woods. There’s some kind of jewel or something to the right. It’s suspended in the air."

  "That's an enchantment jewel. It will give us the ability to withstand any spells the Huntress puts on us." As I spoke, I moved the joystick to the right. Gideon immediately began correcting me. It was weird to try and follow his directions, but after a handful of seconds, I heard the distinct chime that said we'd claimed the jewel.

  "Oh, wait, there's something in the trees. It looks like some kind of bird. Shit, it's coming right at us!"

  "Does it have red wings or black ones?" I yelled as I began pounding on the buttons that I hoped would give the character his broadsword.

  "Black! It's right above us!" Gideon shouted. Before I could react, there was the telltale sound of the character being grabbed and carried off by the Night Falcon.

  "Fifteen seconds," I said with a sigh. "I think that's a new record for me."

  Gideon's lips skimmed my cheek and then he said, "Don't worry, baby, we’ll get them on the next go." Before I could respond, Gideon was hitting the button to select our next life.

  Since it clearly meant so much to Gideon for us to try and play the game together, I went along with him, even though our character was killed off almost instantly yet again, this time by the Ogre of Truth. Despite our continued demise round after round, I found myself getting caught up in explaining the different elements of the game as we came across them. Gideon's descriptions made it easy to know what was on the screen and while we hadn't made much progress when it came to the level itself, every time the telltale sign of our character dying occurred, I found myself eager to hit the button to start a new game. Gideon's enthusiasm grew with every attempt we made at clearing the first level. His excitement fed into mine and by the time he paused the game for a bathroom break, three hours had passed.

  I could only sit there in stunned silence, staring toward the television, while Gideon was getting us some drinks. Never in a million years had I believed it would be possible for me to once again enjoy something that had been such an important part of my life for so long.

  "You okay?" Gideon asked as he settled in behind me. "Lex?" he said softly when I didn’t respond. He wrapped an arm around my chest. He was clearly worried, so I turned my face so he'd see my expression.

  "Thank you, Gideon," I said and then I risked reaching a hand up to search out the back of his neck so I could pull him down for a kiss. I realized it wasn’t really necessary because even before my fingers came into contact with his skin, his mouth was on mine. There was nothing tame or sweet about this particular kiss. It was raw and hungry and desperate.

  When Gideon and I came up for air, we were both breathing hard. I could tell that Gideon's mouth was still near mine because I could feel his breath drifting over my lips.

  "Do you, um, want to keep playing?” he asked uncertainly.

  My stomach was in knots as I shook my head. I'd loved every moment of playing the game with him, but right now, I needed something more.

  I needed him.

  All of him.

  So I slowly shook my head again at the same time that I whispered, "No" and prayed to anyone who would listen that Gideon heard what I wasn't brave enough to say.

  Chapter Twenty

  Gideon

  While I might not have had much experience when it came to dating, reading Lex and knowing what he needed came as naturally to me as breathing. Though it hadn’t always
been that way. Over the past several weeks as I’d spent more and more time with him as he’d comforted me while I’d begun the process of finally mourning everything I'd lost, I'd had the opportunity to pick up on the things that Lex did in addition to the things he said.

  Getting the video game console had been a huge gamble on my part, but after hearing Lex talk about the role video games had played in his life, I'd wanted to give a little bit of that back to him. I’d wanted him to always know that even if he couldn’t see something, it didn't mean it was lost to him.

  I'd enjoyed both playing the game with him and watching him as he'd played it, but now as his mouth moved beneath mine, I had no interest in what was happening on the television screen. All my senses were in tune with Lex.

  As I kissed Lex hungrily, his fingers pressed into my thighs. His ass was notched up against my lap so there was no doubt that he had to be feeling the erection that was quickly becoming more and more prominent. Over the past few weeks, my grief had tempered my sex drive, but it was back with a vengeance and I had no interest in thinking about the consequences of what was about to happen between us. All I cared about was that I was finally going to make Lex mine. From the way he was returning my kisses, I knew in my gut that he was ready too.

  But despite my body's obvious readiness, my mind still had some catching up to do. I pulled my mouth from Lex's and tried to catch my breath before whispering, "Tell me what to do, Lex."

  He seemed to know what I was talking about because he brushed his mouth over mine and then responded with, "Just love me, Gideon."

  My heart seized in my chest because I wasn't sure if he was talking about making love to him or actually loving him.

  I did love him. I was scared to death of it, though. What I felt for Lex was a thousand times more powerful than what I’d felt for Serena, and while I knew he would never hurt me the way she had, if he didn't feel the same about me, I wasn't sure my heart would recover. So I chose to focus on the making love part because it was all my heart could really handle at the moment.

  I kissed Lex again, then climbed to my feet. I reached down and wrapped my fingers around his hand to help him up. As soon as he was standing, I pulled him against me so our bodies were flush and then I was kissing him again. I forced myself to break the kiss before it got too intense and then I led him to my bedroom. He was back in my arms the moment we reached the bed. This time, it was Lex who controlled the kiss and I was just fine with that. His warm hands sought out my lower back.

  "Off," he murmured as he gave my shirt a tug. I reached behind me to pull the shirt off. Before it even cleared my shoulders, Lex's mouth was on my chest, specifically my nipple.

  The sensation of him running the flat of his tongue over the little bud nearly sent me to my knees.

  "Fuck," I ground out as I covered the back of his head with my hand so I could hold him there. But Lex was on a mission of his own and he ignored the pressure I had on his scalp and moved his mouth to my other nipple. His hands were on the move too. I could do nothing but stand there helplessly as I became completely ensnared in his seduction. I'd never felt anything like it. Sex with Serena had been fine, but even the best orgasms I'd had with her couldn't touch what Lex's caresses were making me feel. Not only was I hard as a rock, but I felt like I was going to bust out of my skin.

  "Lex," I whispered. His mouth searched out mine and he kissed me soundly. I ended up following him when he pulled his mouth away. He smiled against my lips.

  "Gideon, if I do something you don't like—"

  "You won't," I declared before I dragged him forward and kissed him hard. He returned my kisses, but then his fingers tightened in my hair so he could ease my head back enough to get my attention.

  "Please, Gideon, I have to know that if I do something that you don't like, you’ll stop me."

  There was so much worry in his voice that I knew it was really important to him, so I quickly nodded. "I'll tell you," I agreed.

  Lex let out a little sigh of relief and then he kissed me again. But his mouth didn't stay on mine for long. It trailed down my jawline, then over my throat. His hands slid down my hips and over the fronts of my thighs. I willed him to touch me where I needed it most, but he seemed to enjoy teasing me.

  When I growled his name, I heard him laugh softly, but then his fingers closed over my cock. Even with my jeans separating his hand from my skin, the contact had me moaning deep in my throat. Lex rubbed his hand up and down my shaft as he continued to torture my chest with soft bites followed by gentle licks. No longer content to leave my hands at my sides, I reached for Lex's shirt and practically dragged it off his body. It forced him to stop kissing me, but his hand kept up the caresses.

  I dragged Lex forward and took his mouth in the hopes of relieving some of the pressure that was building within me. Lex eagerly kissed me back. He stopped rubbing me through my pants long enough to work the button and zipper free. I expected him to reach into my pants and play with me some more, but he caught me off guard when he suddenly dropped to his knees, using his hands to take my pants down in the process. My heavy cock bounced up and down as it was released from the confines of my underwear. I looked down just in time to see Lex's mouth land on the spot between my thigh and the base of my shaft. "Oh, Jesus," I cried out at the sensation of his hot lips on my sensitive skin.

  I didn't have time to dwell on how close he was to my painfully hard cock because in the next instant, his lips closed around my crown. This time when I cried out, nothing I said made sense. Even though I'd told myself that I'd take this whole thing slow, Lex's mouth felt so damn good that it was impossible to do that. I threw my head back and threaded my fingers through his dark hair to hold him in place as I shoved my dick deeper into his mouth and ultimately down his throat. I felt instantly bad when Lex gagged, but when I tried to pull back, Lex's hands closed over my ass and gripped me hard. This time, he was the one pushing forward until he was gagging on my flesh. The sound shouldn't have turned me on, but it did.

  Then I looked down.

  And my entire world went haywire. Because the sight of Lex's mouth wrapped around my cock, his nose pressed against my groin and his stormy gray eyes looking up at me, caused the pressure in my balls to explode and then I was shooting down his throat. I didn't have time to regret the orgasm as it consumed me. My eyes were fixated on Lex as I pumped my release into the lushness of his mouth. He swallowed over and over as he attempted to consume every drop that I fed him, but he couldn't keep up and soon thick lines of cum were seeping from the corners of his mouth.

  The sight had my orgasm going on and on for what seemed like an eternity and by the time it ended, I could no longer stand. Lex had no choice but to release me as I practically fell onto the bed. I managed to stay sitting upright at least, but my limbs felt like jelly as I rode the high of the prolonged release. Lex was still on his knees before me. His cheeks were bright red and his lips were glistening with my juices. He was still swallowing repeatedly. The thought that he was continuing to take in every bit of me that he could left me feeling frighteningly possessive. I’d gone into this thing trying not to think about the future, but as I watched my lover discreetly lick his lips as if embarrassed about needing to keep tasting me, all I could think was that he was mine.

  Absolutely and completely mine.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Lex

  The very last thing I expected Gideon to do was to reach down and pull me onto his lap and then cover my mouth with his. I couldn't even remember one guy that I'd been with who'd kissed me after they’d come in my mouth. Most had been disgusted by the idea of tasting themselves but with the way Gideon was going to town on my mouth as he kissed me, he clearly had no such inclinations.

  "You're definitely going to need to teach me how to do that," Gideon said against my mouth.

  "I think if you can do that to yourself, it kind of makes me unnecessary," I responded without really thinking about my words. When I realized how now might
not be the best time to be making a joke, I wished there was some way to call the words back.

  But Gideon surprised me yet again by lifting me enough that he could toss me onto my back on the bed. As his weight came down on top of me and his mouth covered mine, he breathed, "Brat," before kissing me hard. The idea that I could joke around with him eased some of the pressure in my chest. In the past, I hadn't always said the right things in bed and whoever I'd been with, Grady especially, had made their displeasure clear. I'd gotten so nervous about saying the wrong thing that I'd stopped speaking at all during sexual encounters. But I sensed that it wouldn't be a problem with Gideon.

  When Gideon next broke the kiss, I could feel his eyes on me. "You're incredible," he said simply. With any other guy, it would have sounded like empty flattery, but when Gideon said it, I felt it everywhere. I knew in my bones that he meant it and I wanted so badly to believe that he wasn't just talking about my skills when it came to oral sex.

  It was on the tip of my tongue to tell him that I loved him, but then I remembered that we weren't there. That it was a place we’d probably never be able to get to. Everything that was happening was merely a result of the Fisher Cove bubble effect.

  "You make it easy to be," I ended up responding. It was the truth. When I was with Gideon, I didn't find myself questioning how to please him. He was so genuine in his reactions that I didn't have to worry about whether he was faking it or not like Grady apparently had been for our entire relationship.