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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I woke up thirsty and hot. So, so hot. I was having a hard time breathing, and it took me a moment to understand that the massive body sleeping half over me was the reason for it.
"Lex, you're crushing me," I grumbled, still nebulous. He didn't budge, and I understood he was just as exhausted as I was.
Groaning, I struggled my way out from under him, the fresh air of the room suddenly cooling down my overheated limbs, my lungs able to fully breathe again. Lex mumbled something in his sleep and rolled away to lie on his back. He was frowning slightly, and I wondered if he subconsciously knew I wasn't in his arms anymore.
Earlier, he had brought me a bottle of water, and it was still standing on my nightstand, half full. I downed the rest of its contents in one go and looked around at the dark room. On Lex's side, the alarm was showing 2:33 in the morning. I'd been sleeping for a little under an hour.
I gazed at the sleeping form next to me, his broad chest expanding with each breath, his light snoring following the same rhythm. His hair was chaotic, short strands going in every direction, his skin just as sticky as mine, if not more, the covers a tangled mess around him. I could clearly see his erection through the sheets, and I bit my lips, feeling naughty.
After he'd made love to me the first time, he had mercifully allowed me some time to regain my strength. We had talked for a moment about our date, about what the future held for us, about finally professing our love for one another... I couldn't remember who had started it, maybe both, but we ended up having sex again. Lex had held my legs wide open while pounding into me endlessly. It had started slow and gentle, and ended rough and hard. I had practically passed out afterward, with his shaft still inside of me.
Now that I was awake again, I was ready for more, the short nap apparently enough to give me some energy. I had been promised six hours of intense fuckery, and I wanted him to pay up. Sliding back against him, I playfully kissed his jaw, enjoying the saltiness of his skin.
"Baby, wake up," I whispered in his ear before nibbling at his lobe. Once more, he stayed absolutely unmoving. "Lex, I want you again," I added, a little louder. This time, my words seemed to stir him up a bit.
Amused by how much of a heavy sleeper he was, I pulled the sheets away from his muscular body and moved to straddle him, settling my intimacy right over his hard length. After one quick look at his superb form beneath me, I attempted a few gentle sways of my hips, pleasuring myself on the veiny skin of his shaft, spreading some wetness all over it.
His hands found their ways to my hips before he even opened his eyes, pressing me harder onto him. "Andrea," he moaned, his voice hoarse and sluggish.
Since he was half-awake, I felt more comfortable moving on with my lustful enterprise, so I lifted myself to have enough room to maneuver him into me. The instant his round head met my greedy slit, he opened his unfocused eyes, his hands clutching my hips almost painfully.
