Page 23 of Lexi, Property of Rhyder

My mind reels back to Lexi, and I wonder if she’s okay. I am hoping she has obeyed me and doesn’t go out alone.

What is it with this chick?

I wanted to lay her across my thighs and slap her toned ass with the palm of my hand from being out alone, and I almost did until my memory came back about what had happened to her a couple of months ago. I didn’t need to add to her already-raging anxiety.

If it were any other woman, I wouldn’t think twice about spanking her ass until it turned pink under my palm. If there’s one thing I demand, it’s obedience—must be the dominant side in me. She thinks I’m crazy for how I acted last night. Well, she has no fucking clue how crazy I can get, especially when something is mine and someone tries to take it away.

Wait! What? Did I just say she’s mine?Fuck me, I’ve got serious issues.

Lexi’s fucking mouth, I have to admit when she talked back to me, I wanted to show her exactly what she could do with that smart mouth of hers, but I know that would send her running for the hills. Dammit! Just thinking about her mouth has my cock rubbing against my zipper.

Fuck! I’ve always gone commando, but now I’m wishing I’d worn some boxers. I’m going to get a case of blue balls if I don’t think of something soon.

LEXI

I hand my suitcase to the driver, then join my family in the car. Today’s the day we’re going to Mexico for our summer vacation. I’m actually looking forward to it. It’s been two years since our last vacation together. It’s exactly what I need—sun, beach, and spending time with the family before I start medical school.

Heading into the plane, I take my seat next to Paige and get my Kindle ready. It’s been a while since I’ve caught up on my reading, and with the flight being six hours, I will have some time to pick up where I left off.

My parents are sitting behind us and enjoying a glass of wine while Paige and I drink our Coke. That’s the great thing about being in first class, the extra service we receive and alcohol, well, for my parents, anyway.

Gazing out the window, I can’t help but feel all my problems are long past me. I’ve been trying to put behind me what happened a few months back. I think I’m doing okay and simply want to begin a new chapter in my life. When I finally told Diane and Stacey about what happened, much to my surprise, it felt as if a burden had been lifted off my shoulders.

I smile remembering how I had text messaged Rhyder an image of me in a black two-piece bathing suit in the change rooms of a boutique store yesterday. I don’t know what came over me, I’m not usually this courageous. There’s no way I would normally show off my figure to any man for that matter, but Rhyder is different because he makes me feel sexy and wanted. The text I got back from him made me laugh.

I sent him the image along with a text.

Me:Thoughts? I need a new bikini for Mexico.

I got a reply instantly.

Rhyder:What? What’s going on in Mexico?

I paused wondering what he meant, then realized I hadn’t actually told him I was leaving for a holiday vacation with my family. It seems whenever I’m around him, nothing else exists. So, I had to text him to explain that my dad had organized the vacation, and I would see him when I got back. I reminded him of the bikini and that I wanted his opinion about how it looked. I laughed out loud in the change room because he sent me a link with a message.

Rhyder:These are the ones you are allowed to wear

Allowed?

Me:I didn’t realize I needed permission when it came to clothing.

When I told him that, he replied straightaway.

Rhyder:When it comes to being half-naked in public, then you need my permission.

I have to say, this alpha side of him is kind of a turn-on, and I love having this control over him. When I clicked on the link, he sent me pictures of swimwear that was appropriate, according to him. I giggled loudly as the images popped up of this so-called appropriate swimwear suitable for grandmas. We left the conversation with me assuring him I wasn’t going to buy the two-piece suit, and that I will indeed look into the others. If only he knew that those same bikini pictures I sent him are packed in my suitcase.

“What’s so funny, Lex?”

“Oh, nothing, just something I’m remembering.”

Paige smiles, looking so cute today in her denim shorts and a white singlet top. She has her hair up in a braid the same way I have mine, but I’m wearing denim shorts with a light blue T-shirt. We’ve always been similar in a lot of ways, but then again, I think Paige likes to be like her older sister. Most sisters don’t get along, but not Paige and me. We’re only two years apart, and people always confuse us of being twins.

“Is it about the guy on the motorcycle?”

I look quickly at her. “What man on a motorcycle?”

“You don’t need to lie to me Lex, I’ve seen him around, out our house now and then.”

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