Thread: The Heiress and the Hacker [[Silva & Quix]]

The information broker felt as if he were in a dream. To finally be able to spend time with Lexi, alone, after all these years was something he'd long wished for, but never anticipated would come to fruition. Even when he'd entered the Family Manor the night of the cocktail party, he hadn't been aware of his full intentions, or where it may lead. Richard had wanted to speak to her, in person, so that he could attempt to move on, but what had occurred after their initial reunion had been on the spur of the moment. It entered his thoughts to just ask her to stay, and not return to the mansion. Ever. They'd figure out a plan maybe relocate to another State, another country whatever it took, so she'd need not endanger herself. However, Richard knew that would be impossible - Huntington had deep pockets, a vast network of contacts and, most of all, a man's pride and unfair to ask of Lexi. She'd spend the rest of her life in hiding. As much as he wished to just talk to Alexandra, to rediscover her, and speak about what had occurred in the intervening years what had she been through, was she ever content, was there anything about the life he'd promised to help her escape from that she'd miss? in the recesses of his mind lurked the fear that this may be their last opportunity to be together. If things went awry, the imprisonment Lexi had endured would be nothing in comparison to that which would surely follow. The repercussions for Richard were best not contemplated. They would succeed. It was that urgency, and the need to be as close to Lexi as he could possibly be, which caused him to press her against the wall. Although their lovemaking had always been full of passion, Richard, as a young man, had been gentle not daring to hurt or disappoint his lover in any way. However, this was different he'd matured and become more sure of himself, and in what women desired. Richard was torn between simply ripping Lexi's panties off and fucking her, right there and then against the wall, hard enough so that she'd still feel him throbbing between her legs when she retired to bed that night, and taking a few moments to savour her in the short time they had together. His deep blue eyes sparkled, and he nodded in affirmation when she responded that she was already his. Forever. Then his head dipped. Richards hips pressed her ass to the wall and his burgeoning erection ground against her as his teeth and lips found her neck. Her fingers digging into his back, and undulating hips brought forth a groan of pleasure, and caused him to nip the skin of her throat harder than he'd intended. Richard paused to assist Lexi to remove his own shirt, and it joined the other garments at their feet breath shortening, and defined abdominals, with a fine trail of hair which lead down to his taut, trim stomach, heaving from desire and exertion. 'I need you to touch me'. So he did. She felt so good, smelled so good. The naked skin of his torso pressed against her body, and his mouth covered one firm breast. The tip of his tongue darted out, and flicked a pebbled nipple back and forth, before his lips wrapped around it. Simultaneously, he slid his hands between her thighs her fingers brushing his as she pushed her clothing further down her hips and slid two digits into her pussy. His eyes lifted to meet hers when the exclamation fell from Lexi's lips, and he curled his fingers inside her, wanting to elicit further moans and sounds of pleasure. His thumb brushed her clit, and his hand began to move faster as he toyed with her erect nipple, and finger-fucked her slick cunt. He thrust his digits in and out with increased speed, and the pad of his thumb applied more pressure to her clit. The feel of her hand in his hair, holding him against her breast, brought forth moans, and his hot breath vibrated against the stiff nipple he held between his lips. It took an effort for Richard to release himself of her grip enough to allow her bud, glistening from his ministrations, to pop free, and he moved up to kiss her. Hard. I want to taste you. Every movement still full of urgency and heat, he wasn't asking permission. Richard broke the kiss, then, with one final brush of her clit, withdrew his digits from her pussy, and dropped to his knees. Hands reached around to grip Lexi's ass, then glided down to her thighs. Her sex directly in front of his eyes, Richard needed to taste her, to savour her, to pleasure Lexi, before he fucked her. It wasn't gentle. The second he forcefully pulled her ass off the wall, and pried her legs apart with his grip, Richard's lips enveloped her folds. Nails raked the back of her thighs, and fingers dug in hard enough to leave bruises as he thrust his hot, wet, writhing tongue inside Lexi, and commenced to ravish her with his mouth.