Fumbling with the lock, Lexi finally pushed open the door to her apartment. Ramsey's arms were around her instantly holding her flush against him. He kicked the door closed with his foot and his mouth came down upon hers. He kissed her feverishly, hungrily as if the last month had been years. It had certainly felt like it. His hand crawled up her shirt and cupped her breast. He groaned into her mouth at the feel of her.
They heard someone clearing their throat behind them, and Lexi quickly backed away. She yanked her shirt down and ran her fingers across her wet lips. "Ray," Lexi murmured staring between Ramsey and her roommate. "I didn't know you were back in town."
Rachelle had been interning much of the summer at a Boston law firm and had rarely been around. "Ramsey," she said nodding her head in his direction but glaring nonetheless.
"Rachelle," he said smiling guiltily.
"Claire and Elizabeth were in town so we were all going to meet up," Rachelle told her. "I thought you'd be home and would want to come out with us."
"You're going out?" Lexi gaped at her anti-social, study-aholic, recluse of a roommate. They had lived together for three years and Lexi could count the number of times they had all gone out on two hands. She was actually a little disappointed that she was going to miss it.
"Yeah, but I guess you're busy," she said eyeing Ramsey again. "I was just heading out anyway." Lexi watched Rachelle scamper out of the apartment as fast as she could get away.
Letting out the breath she had realized she had been holding, Lexi wandered over to her couch and plopped down. All the interruptions were really starting to get old. First Ashley and then Ray. Would she ever just be able to enjoy herself with Ramsey or would everything else always be looming over them?
She honestly didn't have an answer for that and it kind of scared her. What was the point of seeing him again if they could never be again?
That thought hurt her and all she wanted to do was push it away. She knew she was over analyzing. It was a common thing for her to do, but sometimes she couldn't keep her mind quiet. She threaded a piece of hair behind her ear several times before glancing up at Ramsey. "Well are you going to sit down?"
He smiled and walked over to meet her. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into his lap. "You look tense," he murmured reaching up and tilting her head to meet his gaze.
"You know why," she said looking into the depths of his green eyes. They were a rich emerald green with gold specks shooting out from the center and a deep brown rim circling the iris.
"I know," he said his hand beginning to massage the back of her neck. "I want to make it better."
"I don't know Ramsey," she said her eyes closing of their own accord as his expert hands moved from her neck to the knots in her shoulders and upper back. Her hand reached out and gripped his upper thigh as he worked out a particularly troublesome spot. She could feel him tense under her at the abrupt movement, but she didn't move from her position.
His hands were so large when laid out flat against her back they covered the entire width of her body. Reacting to her touch, his hands moved from the massage and came around to the front of her body, rubbing her stomach. Just as they reached the curve of her br**sts, Lexi's head dipped back on his shoulder. He took that as encouragement and moved to cover her once more. She tilted her head to the side and kissed his neck. A smile crossed her face as she felt his black pants tighten underneath her.
She groaned as his hands moved from her br**sts to the hem of her dress and began working the muscles in her inner thighs. A pulsing began in her lower half at his advances and the heat coming off of her body only increased his desire for her.
Unable to continue, he effortlessly picked her up in his arms causing her to squeal in surprise. Carrying her into her room, he laid her down on her bed. Before he started up again on her, he quickly untucked his white button up, and threw his black slacks to the ground…where they belonged. In only his black boxer briefs and half-unbuttoned white shirt, he continued his work on her thighs. As his hands dipped farther and farther towards the most sensitive part of her body, her back arched with desire. His fingers brushed as lightly as he could allow against her thin black underwear causing her to buck against him.
He smiled knowingly and moved to her other leg. "Ramsey," she murmured opening her eyes and begging him with them to continue.
"Yes?" he questioned acting all too oblivious.
She wouldn't say anymore. If he wanted to pleasure her into submission, she was perfectly okay with that for the time being. His head dipped down and kissed a trail up her leg across her now wet underwear and back up the other thigh. Her body was already very ready for him and he had barely even touched her.
Her dress slipped up over her butt and revealed all of her tiny thong. His hands moved up to her h*ps and pulled her farther down on the bed wanting to get a closer look. He pushed his body firmly against her pressing all of his manhood, covered only by a thin layer of cotton, against her. She moaned loudly at the pressure from his movement and began to grind herself in circles against him.
His lips came down on top of her and he began passionately kissing the breath out of her. Her hands shot up and into his short blonde hair. She could feel how ready he was for her, and it was almost unbearable to have the barriers of clothing between them.
When they were together like this, she wasn't able to think properly. Even though she knew that she should be mad at him, and stay mad at him, her brain just wasn't putting two and two together. Her bodywas very happy to see him.
His hand moved between their bodies and began massaging her cl*t through the soft material pushing her closer to the edge. She broke apart from his lips gasping for air. Biting down on her bottom lip, she lustfully looked up into his eyes giving him all the information he needed. He hopped off the bed and began swiftly unbuttoning the remaining buttons on his shirt. Lexi sat up and tried to find the stupid zipper on the side of her dress. She fumbled with the hook and eye on the top, but the zipper worked just fine.
As both of them were all but nude, the ring tone from a cell phone ripped through the apartment. Ramsey cursed and then looked up at Lexi apologies evident in his eyes. "Sorry, just give me a second," he said looking for the source of the noise. He grabbed his pants that he had hastily tossed on the floor and dug out his cell phone.
Lexi mouth opened in surprise that he would stop their exchange to answer a cell phone. Really? She couldn't believe this. It really must be important or she was seriously going to have a fit.
"Hello?" Ramsey asked after checking the caller id.
"What?" he asked cursing under his breath at whatever he was hearing on the other line. "No, no don't leave. Fuck. No I'll take care of it." There was a pause while someone on the other line spoke. Ramsey looked pissed all of a sudden. His eyes were fiery. His fist clenched to his side as he listened to someone ramble on. "I said I'd f**king take care of it. Jesus Christ, just hold tight. I'll be there as soon as I can."
Ramsey hung up the phone and threw it down on the bedside table. He closed his eyes and his breathing was deep and heavy. Lexi couldn't believe how utterly furious he looked. She had only seen him this way on a few occasions. If he had been a cartoon character, he would have smoke blowing out of his ears.
"Uh…what's up?" she asked cautiously.
"I have to…take care of some business," he muttered through clenched teeth.
"Right now?" she asked refastening the hook and eye in her and dress and closing the zipper.
"Unfortunately, yes," he said buttoning his shirt up and throwing his pants back on.
"You're serious?" she asked straightening her dress and standing up.
Ramsey stopped what he was going and moved forward towards her. His hand came up and cupped her cheek. "If there was any way I could get out of it, I would."
"Well, where are you going?"
Ramsey sighed heavily and looked back up at her from where he was redoing the button on his pants. "I just have to take care of something."
"Is this about work?" she whispered into the silence that had followed his comment.
"No," he said shaking his head. "I wish."
"Well, can I come with you then?"
He was shaking his head before he even answered. "You're not going to want to do that."
"Why do you always have to be so f**king secretive? We were just about to f**k and now you're running off to somewhere you won't even tell me. Stop doing that," she yelled at him.
"Fine, come with me then," he growled stuffing his phone back in his pocket. "But we have to go now."
Ramsey flagged down a cab as soon as he reached the street and gave the guy an address. Lexi leaned back against the scratchy cab cushion and wondered where in the world he was taking her. She had sort of freaked out on him so she figured wherever they were going she was going to just have to deal with it. The cab drove them clear across town and as the lights started fading into darkness one sign in particular caught her eye. A bright neon yellow sign above all others read Erotica: Live Girls XXX.
Lexi's stomach dropped. "What the f**k are we doing?" she cried looking over at Ramsey in surprise mingled with anger. "I thought you said…"
"I said I had to take care of something. You insisted on going with me. I'm sorry, but this is where we're going," he murmured obviously unhappy about the situation as well.
Lexi huffed noisily, crossing her arms over her chest. "I can't believe we stopped hav**g s*x for this." The look on Ramsey's face promised that it was only going to get worse before it got better.
The cab dropped them off in front of the entrance to the strip club. A burly man dressed in all black checked their identification before allowing them inside. A petite buxom blonde took Ramsey's card to pay for the cover, but after taking a look at the name handed it back to him and proclaiming it was on the house.
"Go figure," Lexi murmured walking past the blonde who had sidled up to Ramsey.
"Excuse me," he told the woman pushing her arms back at her sides and rushing after Lexi.
"So, what's the big emergency?" she asked her eyes sweeping the dimly club filled with girls clad solely in g-strings or getting close to that point of nudity.
"Uh…" Ramsey began but was cut off by Lexi's squeal.
Lexi was lifted off her feet from behind and spun around in a circle twice. When she was set back down, she swiveled around quickly ready to assault whoever had just picked her up. "What the…?" she cried her hand coming back. As her eyes began to adjust to the lighting, the face before her registered in her mind and her mouth popped open in surprise. "Seth?" she questioned wondering if perhaps she was seeing things.
"Lexi, baby," he crowed reaching forward and running his hands up down her the sides of her body. She would have normally slapped him away, but she was in such a state of shock that she didn't even know what to do. She could tell he was severely intoxicated, and from the rush of women surrounding his approach of her, he had obviously wasted a good deal of money.