Page 29 of Lexi Lets Go

"I feel it too." She laid her head against his chest and listened to his heart beating, and again she noticed their hearts kept perfect time. It was almost as if their hearts were connected. "Did you know our hearts are beating at the same time?"

"Are they?" he said as he took a deep breath.

"They are. They were last time too. That's a strange coincidence."

"I don't believe in coincidences. I can't explain any of this, but it is not a coincidence."

She didn't know what to do with any of the information she had just gotten, but she did know she was lying on the chest of a man who had just given her two mind blowing orgasms and it was time she returned the favor. She traced her fingers down his muscular chest and continued lower to the band of his boxer briefs. She lifted her head and kissed him. When she deepened the kiss, he met her, but made no attempt to take the lead. He was going to let her lead this portion of the evening and she was more than happy to do so. She started to kiss down his jaw, feeling the rough stubble on her lips. The abrasiveness felt nice in contrast to the smoothness of the rest of his skin. She continued kissing lower, sliding her hand under his boxers and wrapping her hand around his cock.

She shifted and pulled at his waist band. He helped her take them off, and there she was. Sitting next to this naked, beautiful man. It had been too long. She stroked him again and he arched into her hand. This was going to be fun. She dropped her head and swirled her tongue around the head as she continued to stroke him.

"Fuck," he groaned out. Looking up at him, she sucked a little more of him into her mouth, never breaking eye contact. His eyes burned through her. They were so full of lust. She popped off and stroked him again. The little bead of pre-cum at the head spurred her on. She bent her head down and took all of him in until he hit the back of her throat. He groaned again and his hand fisted in her hair. Pulling up she swirled her tongue around the tip one more time then got to work. She wanted him to come. She wanted him to come as hard as she had. He started rocking into her mouth. Her eyes began to water as he hit the back of her throat, but the noises he made were pure heaven.

"Lexi, I'm going to come," he rasped out. She took him in deeply and with a loud groan and his hand fisted in her hair he released down the back of her throat, and she swallowed it all down.

She looked up at him. His eyes were squeezed shut and his breathing was labored. "Good?" she asked in an innocent tone.

"So. Fucking. Good. I can't wait until tomorrow. I am going to fuck you so good."

"Is that a promise?" She asked as she moved to rest on his chest again.

Pulling her face towards, he kissed her. "It's more than a promise, it's a fucking vow."

Chapter11

Liam

Liam stretched and looked at the clock. It was three-thirty in the morning. He had slept for three hours. He and Lexi had fallen asleep after she had given him what might have been the best blow job of his entire life. And here she was, her head on his chest and leg draped over him, making the softest cutest little snores he had ever heard. He couldn't help but smile and kiss her head. He couldn't describe what it was he felt for this woman. He had never felt anything like it before. Sure, he had been in love, but that always felt like a drug, felt like this thrill and need. Yet, here was tenderness and love. All the other times sent him into orbit, whereas this seemed to ground him.

He reached beside the bed for his jeans to get the phone out of his pocket as carefully as he could to not wake her. He had been MIA for most of the day except for the private show he had done. It went well, but it was nice to let that world fall away for a little bit. He couldn't remember the last time he felt this, for lack of a better word, normal. But he needed to check back in with the circus he usually lived in.

He unlocked his phone, and he had twenty text messages, most of them from Jacinda. Some of them apologizing, some checking on the show, others demanding he text her back. He closed out of them before replying. That was not what he was going to do right now. Instead, he checked his email. Things with the tour seemed to be getting back on track. The buses were all fixed and accounted for. All that was left to do was take a car to the city on Sunday. Tomorrow was Friday... well today was Friday he supposed, so he still had some time.

There was also an email from his sister. His family were the only other people who still made him feel like his life had any sense of normalcy. Well, until Lexi.

He ignored the rest and opened the email from his sister.

Hey Liam, I know you are busy being fancy pants McGee over there, but your nephew's birthday is in three weeks. We already have the gift you sent and once again you are always over the top. He’ll love it, but I wanted to invite you to the party. I don't expect you to make it, but you’re always invited. I attached the invite. We would love to facetime with you when you get a chance that weekend. Let us know what works. Love you Lots - Lauren.

He made a mental note to check his schedule and email his sister back tomorrow. He would love to be able to go to his nephew's birthday party. That was something normal uncles did. When he was with his family, he didn’t have to be Liam James he could just be himself. Sometime over the years his life had started to feel split into two separate people, Liam James and Liam Sheffield, and lately Liam James was taking over everything.

He loved his life. He couldn't live without music and song writing, but he also felt dedicated to his fans. His shows were a place for safe self-expression, anyone could be whoever they wanted to be at a Liam James concert. It was the team around him personally that had gotten a bit dicey lately.

He had never felt any shame about his life until the label started treating him like there was something to be ashamed of. They wanted him to appeal to a wider audience, but he wasn't sure he wanted to appeal to a larger audience. He hadn't quite figured out how to be for everyone but still be himself.

He wondered if Lexi would like to come meet his family… Woah. He wasn't sure where that thought had come from. This thing with her, as awesome as it was, couldn't last. He couldn’t pull her into the Liam James life. Lexi was amazing but he could tell she’d a troubled past. While she hadn’t shared much of her past with him, it was a gift he had, sensing people's pain. That is part of what helped him write his music, but it also made things difficult for him. He had been sensitive like that his entire life.

He should leave. He should get back to the city, but he couldn't bring himself to leave her. The draw he felt was inexplicable, but that was all the more reason he needed to leave. He wouldn’t bring scandal to another person. And as beautiful as he found her, he dealt with the media all the time. They wouldn’t be kind to her, and he refused to put her through that. Still, he couldn't bring himself to leave. But right now, he didn't need to. Right now, he had a sleeping woman on his chest and that kind of trumped all things he should be doing.

So, he took his phone and snapped a picture of this moment. Of him in her bed and her sleeping on his bare chest, arms wrapped around him. This moment may not last, they both had real worlds they needed to go back to, but he would always have this memory. And he had vowed to fuck her tomorrow and that wasn’t something he planned to back out of. Was it a good idea? Probably not. But he didn’t care. He was only here for a few more days and he would be upfront with her about everything, but if she was willing to be with him for those three days knowing that's all it was and all it could be, maybe that would be enough to get him through.

She stirred in his arms and snuggled into him. Snuggling her right back, he put his phone on the table beside him and tried to go back to sleep. All the while knowing, this wouldn’t be enough for him, but it was what was best for her. Life under a microscope was suffocating and he wouldn’t wish it on anyone. Let alone someone as wonderful as Lexi.

A few hours later he awoke to Lexi's alarm on her phone. She sat up to turn it off and the sheet fell off of her, revealing her glorious tits he hadn’t had enough time with. He wanted to reach out and caress them, but that might start something there was no time to finish. So, he settled for tracing the tips of his fingers down her arm. She was so soft. He wanted to pull all that softness against him and get lost in it.

Uncertainty clouded her face as she turned to him and pulled the blanket back up to her chest. He did not like that one bit.

"Good morning," he said as he pulled her back onto him. He wanted so badly for her to be comfortable around him, and when she nestled back in, his heart soared. He pressed a small kiss to the top of her head, and she melted into him. That was better.

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