Chapter 15 – Frequent Flier

I was tired and restless but couldn't sleep; the day packing had been emotionally and physically exhausting. My body hurt and not in a good way. My mind seemed to echo the sparseness of my room, all traces of me gone except my bed and dresser. I had five days left in this room, in this apartment with Matt and I wanted to absorb every last second before I left.

It was just after midnight when I got my nightly text from Alex, a ritual that was fast becoming the highlight of my day.

- Didn’t sleep last night, my bed is empty. Miss you Alex xx

- I miss your bed and will be in it soon enough. PS Miss you too Lexi xx

- Both my bed and I want you to jump on an earlier flight. Surely you’re making enough money now to pay minions to pack for you. The only thing you should be “tying up” is me

- While you may choose to spend your money frivolously, I am a lot more prudent preferring to spend it on more important things such as shoes! I’ve been wielding packing tape all day; your request is not a problem except for the distance xx

- This distance is bullshit, I curse every mile. Seriously - earlier flight xx

- I’m still on kilometres here. It’s only 5 more days. What’s that saying?? Absence makes the hard-on stronger? :-P xx

- I believe the words are “heart grow” and my hard-on couldn’t get any “stronger”. If you were here you’d see that!:-P PS There is a Virgin Australia flight leaving MEL in 6 hours. Earlier flight, hint! Xx

- I’d like to see this hard-on you speak of, my memory seems to have a tough time recalling. A pic might be nice, HINT! PS There is a United flight leaving JFK in 4 hours xx

There was a long pause after my last message. I stared at my phone, willing it to buzz. Why didn’t he respond? Finally after fifteen long minutes it vibrated to life.

- Baby, I would like nothing more to refresh your memory but I can’t do photos I’m sorry. I can’t risk if that shit ever fell into the wrong hands, phones can get hacked. I’m sorry baby. xx

Oh Shit! I hadn’t even thought of that and I’m the fucking publicist! I can’t believe I would ask him to take a risk like that, what was I thinking? Of course he couldn’t send a photo, the risk was too great. I mentally scolded myself for being so foolish. If I was my client now, I’d be firing my ass!

- No, I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking straight. Maybe you should be refreshing my memory that I’m your publicist and you are paying me to make sure shit like that doesn’t happen. I’m an ass, sorry xx

- You have an amazing ass, just like the rest of you. Don’t be sorry baby, I wish I could. PS Flight booked see you soon, thanks for the tip xxx

WHAT?! Was that what I thought it meant? I was kidding about the flight. I mean there was actually a flight but I hadn’t meant for him to be on it. Was he serious? Or was this like when he said he was printing out business cards??

- Alex, are you serious? Lexi xx

- Yes, flight is confirmed. Can you book me a hotel? Use the credit card Chris gave you. Emailing you my itinerary. 5 days is too long, see you in 20 or so hours. Alex xx

OH MY GOD!!!!! He was coming HERE!!!! This was crazy, what was he thinking? What was I thinking? He can’t just hop on a flight for a booty call, surely that was just plain insane. Part of me was elated, the fact he would travel all that way just for me was impressive but another part of me was appalled that I needed that validation. This is so not “playing it cool”. I did what I hadn’t done up until this point, I dialled his number. It rang and rang, finally his cool, smooth voice filled my ear.

“Hey this is Alex, I hate talking on this thing but leave me a message and I’ll see what I can do. Later!” BEEP

Crap, voice mail! Damn it. I hung up and my phone buzzed.

- Phone calls? Really? I thought we had an agreement? :-P I knew you’d try and convince me not to come, wasn’t going to give you a chance. I need to see you. Don’t fight me on this one. Alex xx

- Fine! I’ll have my packing tape ready. :-P You know this is crazy right? Don’t think I’ll be able to sleep tonight either. Xxx

- It’s not crazy, right now it seems like the sanest thought I’ve had all day. Try and sleep baby, you won’t be getting any once I land. PS wish you had left a voice message

- I don’t think either of us have had a sane thought between us lately so that’s a BIG call Mr. Stone. I look forward to sleep deprivation. PS I hate the sound of my recorded voice- YUCK

- Your voice is perfect. You are perfect. Need to go now, but I’ll see you soon. Alex xx

- See you soon- Lexi xx

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The night and the day that followed were horrible. Every second and minute seemed to linger longer than it ever had before. I’d organised Alex’s hotel at his request, and a town car to pick him up from the airport. I didn’t trust myself to drive; I knew I wasn’t going to be able to keep my hands off of him. It had been 2 weeks since we last saw each other.

I nervously looked at my phone, no messages. It was 12:30am and his flight had landed 30 minutes ago. I anxiously watched the gate as slowly, but surely, weary passengers spilled out onto the concourse. Most of them were being welcomed back with over the top PDAs, some even had flowers and balloons. I watched as they soon moved on, clutching luggage and loved ones as they cleared the area. No Alex. I quickly checked my emails on my phone to make sure I had the right flight number, date and time. Yep, this was his flight. Where was he? No messages either. I waited. The last of the passengers walked through as a Customs officer closed the doors behind them. My heart sank. He wasn’t on this flight. Disappointment seared my soul, I was utterly gutted. I stood in the now deserted concourse, unable to move or speak.

I felt two arms reach around me from behind. “Lexi” his unmistakable voice breathed in my ear as I whipped around to face him. His clear blue eyes were fevered with heat and lust.

“Alex, I thought you may have missed your flight, I didn’t see you arrive,” I managed to mumble, doing my best to keep my voice level.

“I’m sorry baby; security thought it was better to take me through a side exit,” he explained before continuing. “You should have known there was NO way I was missing that flight. I thought I made it clear I had to see you,” he murmured in my ear, his closeness sending shockwaves to my core.

He was dressed casually in jeans and t-shirt but he looked delicious. The fabric of the t-shirt caressed his sculptured chest leaving little to the imagination, while the denim clung low on his hips to enhance his already amazing butt. His blonde straight hair was tousled and sexy; he looked more amazing than I remembered. He had no luggage other than the backpack which I assumed he had carried with him on the plane.

“Where are your bags?” I asked as we walked from the arrivals lounge.

“I plan on being naked most of this trip so I packed light, figured I’ll buy what I need here,” he whispered, his voice low and deliberate.

“Good plan. Car is this way.” I stuttered as I lead him to the exit.

“Not your car I hope?” he mused.

“No, not my car,” I hissed. His hand brushed up against mine and I opened the door and lead him to where the town car was parked, a small but audible groan escaped his lips. His eyes met mine and there was no doubt as to what his intentions were.

The driver opened the door for us and we slid into the comfortable, sleek black BMW while he stowed Alex’s backpack. “Mmmmmmmmm,” Alex groaned in my ear as my bare leg brushed his while reaching for my seat belt. “I like this.” He stroked my naked thigh while pushing up the delicate hem of my cobalt blue silk mini dress.

“Not here”. I whispered as I gestured to the driver who was climbing into the driver’s seat.

“You’re killing me,” he groaned. His lips kissed my shoulder as the car pulled away from the curb.

“This reminds me a little of our first car ride,” I smiled “although that time I believe it was me who was struggling with restraint.”

“Don’t be so sure,” he muttered as he slid his hand up my thigh again. We both rode in silence as we struggled to reign in the heat and lust that emanated from our pores. The air between us was electric; almost unbreathable with anticipation.

Finally we arrived at the Crown Towers hotel; the driver had pulled around to the back service entrance as instructed. I had checked in earlier in the day, so there was no need to go through the front desk. I led him up to the familiar doorway.

“Lexi” he breathed as he kissed me passionately in the dark.

“Mmmm” I managed to mumble into his mouth as we walked blindly to the elevator. “Easy,” I whispered, “there are cameras.” I pointed to the small black spheres that hung from the ceiling. I keyed in our floor and the silver doors closed behind us. Alex’s hand travelled up my back, following the curve of my spine then down my shoulder, sending shivers through my body. I pressed up against him and felt the evidence of his arousal straining against his jeans. The doors opened on our floor, as we made the short yet excruciating walk to the room.

My skin burned. I wanted him. I flicked the key card at the door. As it beeped open, his hand pushed down on the door handle, and we were inside. He dropped his bag to the floor and enveloped me in an all-consuming kiss. His hands travelled up and down my body while his mouth continued its desperate need to be sated. My hands grabbed and pulled at his clothing, as I longed for his skin to touch mine, my lips just as hungry as his.

“Lexi,” he mumbled over and over again as he kissed and touched my body, unable to stop.

“Alex, I’m here,” I murmured back, having lost all self control and reason.

He cupped my ass and lifted me off the floor as I wrapped my legs around him. He carried me slowly, and laid me gently on the king size bed. He hovered above me, his eyes ablaze as he slid off his t-shirt. My fingers travelled over the firm, smooth ripples of his chest before pulling him down on top of me.

“Slow,” he groaned as he eased me out of my dress. His lips found mine and resumed their previous objective. My hand travelled down his chest and found the waist band of his jeans as I fumbled with the button and zipper.

“Ahhhhhhhhh,” I moaned as his hand pushed down the cup of my bra and gently twisted my nipple. I pushed down his jeans and placed my hands on his athletic thighs, encased in thin cotton trunks. He kicked off the jeans and unhooked my bra, replacing his hand on my breast with his hungry mouth. “Ohhhhhh Alex,” I whimpered.

“Slow,” he begged.

“I can’t, please just take me now,” I pleaded. He tore off my panties in one swift movement as his hand strummed my newly exposed skin. I yanked at his trunks, managing to shimmy them down his legs where he kicked them off.

“Baby, you’re so wet,” he gasped, his hands exploring every inch of my body, returning to the slickness between my thighs. “Lexi, baby. I can’t live without you, without this. I need you.” His tongue trailed down my body till it reached my inner thigh where he paused and slid a finger inside of me. My head tilted back as the pleasure spread across my body. He moved his tongue to the other thigh while he slid in an additional finger, my slickness coating his hands. “Mmmmm, you are so ready for me baby” he crooned. His tongue moved to my centre where he slowly but purposely licked my wet, glistening folds, gently flicking my clitoris with the tip of his tongue.

“Ahhhhhhhh,” my moans spurred him to continue as he brought me close to climax.

“That’s it baby, I need you to come for me,” he moaned. “Oh baby, you are so beautiful.” I gasped as he pushed me over the edge, my skin prickled all over and waves of pleasure rolled over and over through my core. He smiled with satisfaction.

He kissed my inner thighs as I sat up in the bed, “Two weeks was too long” I agreed as I rolled towards him and pushed him down onto the mattress.

“Easy Lexi. Slow.” His voice was almost a growl.

“You had your turn, now it’s my turn.” I laughed as I straddled him, my knees either side of his legs.

“Baby, please. I haven’t had sex in two weeks. I’m pretty locked and loaded right now.” A hint of a smile spread across his lips. I paused as the words finally hit me; he hadn’t had sex in two weeks. That was the last time we had been together, he’d been with no one else. “Baby?” the question was in his eyes and his voice as he lifted himself up onto his elbows.

“I guess I didn’t really expect you to wait. For me, I mean. I thought, maybe you would... maybe with someone else while you were gone...” I stammered, “I’m a little surprised.”

“Why, baby?” he asked. “I said I didn’t want anyone else and I meant it.” He lifted his hand to gently graze my chin. “Lexi, Trust me, this is new territory for me too. I only want you, any way I can have you.”

My heart sank. “Alex, I can’t do relationships, I’m just no good in a relationship.”

He hushed me as he kissed my lips. “Shhhhh Lexi, I’m not asking for anything right now, just what we are doing. Don’t freak out. I didn’t expect to feel the way I do about you, but I do. I need you and only you. Just no one else ok? I can’t stand the thought of someone else being with you. That’s my only condition.”

“I don’t know, THAT kind of feels like a relationship.” I hesitated.

“Baby, it’s just a label. There is no label for what we are.” He sat up as his clear eyes looked directly into mine.

“Alex, are you....do you...?” I couldn’t bring myself to say it. People throw love around like it’s just another word. I’d only ever said it to one man and he’d almost destroyed me, shattering my heart into a million pieces and leaving me broken and alone. I was now stronger than I had ever been, but the thought of returning to that place of despair made me want to dry heave. The emotion was still raw, I felt like I was going to pass out.

“Lexi, I’m not going to say words I don’t understand.” His tone became suddenly serious. “I’ve never told a woman other than my mother that I love her. I’m not sure I could ever say it. I don’t know if that is what this is. What I do know is that I need you. Being away from you is unacceptable for me. I can’t function without you and there is no one else out there who makes me feel like you do. I know I’m a better version of myself when you are with me. Do you understand, baby?”

“Alex, I’m not sure how I feel right now.” My head buzzed with confusion.

“You don’t have to know. You don’t have to say anything. Let’s just see where this takes us. I can’t give you up Lexi.” He pressed his lips tenderly to mine as I tried to speak. “No words, not now.” He mumbled as he kissed me. He was right, there were no words.

His kiss deepened as I put my arms around him. No labels, we are what we are. My hands travelled down his body, he responded to my every touch with soft groans of pleasure. My need for him was as desperate as his had been for me. He was right, this was right. He tore open the condom packet and handed it me. I placed it in my mouth as I moved deliberately down the bed to his hard, waiting erection. I took him in my mouth as I had done on our first time. With my lips wrapped around my teeth so as not to puncture it, I let my tongue unravel and smooth the latex down the length of his shaft.

He moaned as I gently sucked the head of his cock. “Lexi, I need to be inside of you” he hissed, his breath uneven and jagged. I released him from my mouth and he grabbed my waist, flipping me over onto my back. “I’m on top,” he demanded. “Ooooohhhh, I have missed you so much.” He hooked his arms around each of my legs and drew up my knees.

“Don’t you trust me?” I smirked.

“I’m pleading the fifth on that one” he winked as he slowly pushed himself inside of me.

“Ahhhhh” I moaned as he filled me, his thrusts slow yet urgent.

“Oh God, Lexi. I want to go slow but I don’t think I can. This feels so good.” His voice was strained.

“Don’t hold back, baby. I want this. I want you.” I urged. He thrust deeper inside as he picked up the tempo, my arms firmly locked around his neck. I felt my own arousal building as he shifted my weight, tipping my hips up. He knew my body so well; he knew what to do to make it feel amazing. He released one of my legs and I laid it to rest on his shoulder giving him even deeper access, his face contorted and he fought against his own desires, desperate to prolong it as much as possible. My insides tightened around him as my own anticipation grew.

“God Lexi, you do that again, you’re going to make me come” He growled. His thrusts became more desperate and deeper.

“Ahhhhhhh Alex!” I screamed. I tightened around him yet again.

“Aggghhhhh Lexi.” He moaned as he felt me getting closer to my finish. He reached down and with his thumb massaged my clit; it was all I needed to find my final release. I tightened one last time and pushed him over the edge so that we came together, gasping and panting, covered in sweat.

He collapsed beside me, both of us unable to speak. My hand reached out and touched his damp, matted hair. He laid his head on my shoulder, kissing me gently.

“Two weeks was too long” he smiled.

“That was pretty intense” I agreed.

“Just like us,” he laughed.

“Yeah,” I admitted “just like us.”