As it turns out, the man Andy fell in love with is more of a mystery than she first thought. When they give their relationship another chance, it's not long before Lex's secrets begin to unravel, threatening their happily ever after.
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Lex struggled to close the door behind us, as I didn't even try to hold back on my fervent assault. With my hands framing his face, I was frantically claiming his lips, overzealous in my passion.
When the panel was finally shut, I took care of turning the lock myself, blindly reaching for it, refusing to let go of him. In a matter of seconds, his large, powerful hands were coursing over my body, his tongue meeting mine, our kiss hungry and irrepressible. He was just as lost in passion as I was. The whiskeys he'd drank had knocked down his good sense, which was the only explanation as to why he'd be here, savagely kissing me, about to fuck me in the small bathroom stall of a crowded airplane.
Fuck, I shouldn't be letting it happen either, but I couldn't stop myself from wanting him. He'd turned me into a helpless pile of need with his filthy words, his bewitching presence, and I needed him inside of me. Now.
My hand reached for the buckle of his belt with feverish moves, trembling but determined. I undid it, eager to feel his shaft in my hand again. I'd missed this, missed the overwhelming pleasure, the restless need, the indescribable sense of belonging...
Without him, I'd felt desperately empty, both physically and emotionally. I'd missed feeling like I was his and he was mine. This emptiness was about to be filled – in both ways as well.
The button of his pants was easily undone, and I fidgeted to find the slider of his zipper, very aware of the hard member that laid under the thick fabric. In a few seconds, it would be inside of me, his whole length pounding deep into my greedy flesh.
His hands left my behind, and he clasped them around my wrists, pushing them away to stop my attempts at ravishing him. A whimper of mine landed in his mouth, already knowing he would fight this and try to make me see reason. I didn't want to listen to his logical argumentation. I wanted to fuck. Needed to.
Adamant to win him over, I kissed him harder, but I was helpless when he straightened up, his inner strength both impressive and infuriating. We remained silent for a moment, close enough for his warm breath to caress my face, far enough for his lips to be out of my reach.
"Lex..." I whimpered, begging him with my eyes to give in. "I want you inside of me."
"Andrea, we can't do this here. I'll give you whatever you want when we get to the hotel, but this is reckless."
"I can't wait for seven more hours. I need you now."
To stress the urgency even further, I plastered my front harder against him, his erection digging into my lower stomach. With my wet lips on his throat, I kissed, licked, and nibbled every inch of skin available to me, wishing more than two of his shirt's buttons would be undone, so I could have more to explore. A low growl rolled in his throat, and I felt its vibration under my tongue as I was licking my way up to his chiseled jaw.
"I want you so much," I whispered in his ear, gently biting its lobe. "I'm so wet for you, baby... Don't you want to see?"
He groaned disapprovingly, but didn't push me away. "Andrea, I'm trying to be reasonable for the both of us."
