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

The longer time she spent in Richards company the more Alexandra began to feel like her younger, more carefree self. And she realized she wanted to feel like that all of the time. It had been enough for a while to just duck her head down and do what her parents expected of her to smile and play nice at the parties and date the guy they wanted her to. It was definitely easier to just float along in life and enjoy the relative comfort of her social status, instead of struggle and fight to get out. Shed actually tried to run away once, long ago, but not long after she had Richard had split up. The socialite had been harboring deep resentment toward her father for him showing her what Richard had been up to, and she had wanted to get out of town and be by herself for a while. Lexi thought shed been clever, researching flights and train times on her computer and surreptitiously withdrawing small amounts of cash from her bank card. Shed never even made it to the train platform before her fathers bodyguards apprehended her and dragged the younger girl home to be disciplined. Alexandra had learned after that it was simply easier in the long run to just accept her role, until Richard showed up in her life like a breath of fresh air. His appearance was enough to spark the revival of her feisty former self, and part of that transformation included seeing if their chemistry was still as explosive as it used to be. The solid feel of the wall against her back made an interesting contrast to his hard chest pressed against her own, and Lexi reveled in familiar sensation of his lips moving over hers. I want to make you mine. The heiress chuckled, their breath intermingling as her blue eyes met his. Arent I already? It was so easy how they seemed to fit together, and one of her biggest regrets was that she had given in to her fathers manipulations without more of a fight. Quick fingers assisted him in drawing her camisole over her head, the clingy fabric mussing her hair and letting some of the strands fall to frame her face. A breathy hum of pleasure left her lips as his tongue and teeth began to venture down her flushed skin to where her heaving breasts were barely contained in a scrap of rosy lace fabric. Her nipples were already hard and aching for his touch, but she was too busy pulling at the fabric of his shirt to worry about shedding any more of her own garments. I need you to touch me. Lexi moaned out to him, the feeling of his erection pressing against the juncture of her thighs making her fingertips dig into the strong muscles of his shoulders. While their memories of their lovemaking were slightly hazy through time and distance, the heiress couldnt ever recall him being so enthusiastic or demanding of her in the past. Oh fuck! Alexandra hissed out at the sensation of his hot mouth enveloping one of her pebbled nipples at the same time as his fingers pressing into her slick pussy. Foul language was certainly something she would never utter in public, but there were simply no words that fit as well. Richard! His name left her lips like a prayer, her eager hips rocking into his hand even as one of her own hands pressed his head further against her chest and the other began to push her jeans and panties lower.