A Twist of Fate
Lexi... Argggh,” he muttered as
I flicked him one last time with my tongue.
    I climbed on
top of him, straddling him, my legs either side. I pushed myself
down hard onto his waiting erection. My eyes locked onto his. I
gasped as he filled me, shifting to allow him to slide in deeper. I
arched my back and rocked against him, pushing myself further down
his cock. He reached down to support my back as I rocked back and
forth, controlling the tempo. My breath quickened and my body
quivered. I felt every muscle tense, begging for release. I shifted
my weight forward so I was lying on his chest; he slid his hands up
to my shoulders. He kissed me deeply. “I don’t think I can hold out
much longer” his voice was pained with desperation. I rose up
again, pushing down hard, allowing the base of his cock to
stimulate my clitoris. I felt myself teeter on the edge as I pushed
down one last time, harder and faster than before.
    “Aghhhhhh
Alex,” I screamed. I pulsed and spasmed as I came, I gripped his
shoulders, my teeth sinking deeply into his flesh. I pushed down
again and this time he found his release. “Lexi, oh my God...
Lexi... oh fuck!” I watched him unravel underneath me.
    I rolled off
him and laid back on his bed. We were both still gasping for
breath, our bodies shaking as the after effects rippled through us.
He faced me. His sexy, just fucked smile was lazy on his features.
“Wow...That. Was. Insane. I haven’t come like that in years.” His
hand travelled up my hip to my waist and pulled me into an embrace.
“You are so fucking intense but so fucking hot... I’ve never met
anyone like you, I think I just came from my toes,” he laughed.
    I laughed back,
“Glad you enjoyed it but it was really for my pleasure not yours.”
I glowed, my head cocked to the side.
    “Oh baby, you
can use me for your pleasure anytime.” His voice was low and
loaded.
    I smiled as my
eyes followed the line of his ridiculously well built body and as
much as I wanted to stay for an encore performance, clarity was
starting to set in. Yep, time to cut my losses and leave. I rolled
out of bed and started to get dressed.
    “What are you
doing?” he asked.
    “Getting
dressed.” I answered dryly as I slipped on my bra, “I need to get
back to work.”
    “Ummmm, ok...”
He looked at me puzzled as I searched for my panties. I went into
the bathroom to freshen up and check my makeup and hair, reapplying
some lip gloss and slipping back into my skirt. I adjusted my shirt
as best I could, thankful that the popped buttons were the ones
that tucked in, and sprayed on some perfume. He was still naked but
sitting up in bed when I re-entered the room.
    I felt him
scrutinize me as I gathered my shoes. “Lexi?” he asked, his sexed
up blonde hair pressed hard against the bed head.
    I sensed his
hesitation. “Everything is fine Alex...seriously. We’re cool. This
doesn’t change anything, don’t worry.” Illustrating that while our
encounter had been amazing, it didn’t have to change our working
relationship nor was I going to become some psycho, clingy
fan-girl.
    “That’s not
what I was going to say....” his voice trailed off.
    “OK. What were
you going to say?” I questioned.
    “Nothing, never
mind.” He shook his head. “See ya soon.”
    “Yep, we have a
press call tomorrow announcing the new tour dates, see you at 9.” I
announced. He gave me a wary look then I turned to exit the
door.
    I made my way
back through the ornate hallway and back to the service elevator, a
lot calmer than when I had taken the ride up. And what a ride it
had been! I shook my head and smiled.
    My phone chimed
as the chrome doors opened to the basement.
    - I’m sorry, let’s
work this out. No lawyers. I promise – James
    - Yeah, I agree. Talk
soon Lexi xx
    I unlocked my
car and took a deep breath. I was no longer angry. I knew that I
was going to have to eventually address what just happened with
Alex but I couldn’t think about it right

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