Alexis POV - cont

"Scares you? In what way?" She asks, with a raised eyebrow. "Has he hurt you? That crumpet eating mother fucker!"

"Jesus! Calm the fuck down. He would never." I think. "Bradley, isn't the violent type." I hope.

"How would you know? You've only known him for like what, a week? Hell, you never even knew who the Vaughns were six days ago." She replies.

Right. "I guess I don't know, really. But that's not what I meant when I said he scares me. It's just...the way he talks to me, and the words he says to me. It's so intense, so deep, so... so You know? I'm just... I've never had anyone say those things to me before and I don't know how to feel about it. Like, is it all too much too soon or am I just incapable of believing that this could be genuine? That this could lead to something.. real? I mean, he's like freaking perfect, seriously it's not even fair! I'd be lucky to have him as... as my first boyfriend or anything really."

I feel her gaze on me as I twirl the empty shot glass in my hand. "And what about Mr Serious? Mr I-am-damaged-goods?" She says after a few silent minutes.

Harsh, but quite accurate.

Hmmm...Benjamin...

"I don't even know what to say about that man." I begin. "He drives me fucking insane... in every way possible. Good and bad."

I close my eyes, thinking back on the moment we had out on the balcony a few hours ago and I feel my pussy start to pulse.

Goddammit, here we go again. I couldn't stop the sensations washing over me as I remember the way he looked at me, the way he touched me with his possessive hands and skilful words. Every part of my being came alive when he was close to me. He made me feel... . And I hated that.

"Well?" Shannen chimes in, pulling me away from my thoughts.

I sigh heavily as I pour myself another shot, hesitating momentarily before downing it. "Benjamin makes me-"

"Horny?" She interrupts.

The fuck? "Oh my god Shan.Seriously?"

I reply, looking around us in the empty lounge bar.

"What? Oh relax Mother Theresa, there's no one here." She says rolling her eyes. "Anyway, It's true, right?"

Yes. 100% fucking yes. I am so pathetic.

"Well duh. No point denying it, but that's not what I was going to say." I reply. "What I was about to say is that he makes me-"

"Wet?" She interrupts again.

"Fucking stop that will you. That's not even close to what I was about to say."

"Probably not, but doesn't mean it ain't valid. Description still fits." She says cheekily. "I mean look at you, you're so wet I can't tell where the pussy juices end and where the rain water begins."

Jesus Christ. The mouth on this one.

"You know what, forget it. Ok?" I say, covering my face with my hands as I lean my elbows on the bar counter.

"Ok ok I'm sorry. What were you going to say?" She pleads, poking me in the ribs repeatedly, forcing me to turn and look at her.

"I was going to say, before you rudely interjected your perverted words into my thoughts, that... He makes me feel I say, pausing for a moment to let her respond, but she motions for me to carry on. "I don't know how to explain it either but when I'm with him, I feel like a different person, a person that wants to feel certain things, say certain things and do certain things. A person that isn't afraid to try something out of the ordinary. A person.. that is happy to be alive."

"Wow. That's.... She comments. "But also kinda sounds like you want to be his sex slave and do kinky shit with him."

I bring the empty glass to my mouth, hoping she won't realise my sudden silence and pray I can avoid commenting.

"Oh my fucking god. You're not even denying it. You so want to be his sex slave!" She screams, slamming her glass down on the bar.

"Jesus Christ Shan, can you be any louder? Fuck sake." I reply, hitting her on the shoulder. "I never said I wanted to be his damn sex slave, but-"

"Oh my god, there's a but?" She chimes.

"But... I'm not gonna lie and say I haven't thought about it and wanted to do certain things with him, that are out of the ordinary."

"Mind fucking blown." She says. "You dirty little whore. Who are you and what have you done with my bestfriend?"

Bradleys POV

My head was all over the place, as I ponder over the picture in the wallet, when I hear the terrace door open. I whip my head towards it as Seth steps out onto the balcony.

Goddamn this guys freakishly tall and insanely handsome.

"Oh hey man. You haven't seen my mate Brendan anywhere by any chance?" He asks, towering over me.

"Yea actually he was here a few minutes ago, but went back into the bar to take a phone call."

"Ahh shit. That's why he ain't answering." He replies, looking irritated. "Shans knackered and wants to call it a night."

"Shan? Is she back? With Lexi?" I ask, way too keen.

"Yea, they came back a few minutes ago. They're just by the bar." Seth replies. "You guys all good?"

"To be honest. I have no idea, but I think I should talk to her before the night ends." I reply. "Any chance I can take her off your hands and take her back home?"

"Fine by me but Shan, Brendan and I are staying in one of the suites for the weekend so you'll have to ask her yourself bro."

"Ah right. Yea I better head in then. Wish me luck." I reply, as we shake hands and I enter the lounge, with my heart noticeably beating out of my chest.

Why am I so god damn nervous when it comes to her?

I round the corner, and the bar finally comes into view. I slowly walk over as I notice the inquisitive look Shannen has on her face as she continues to intently listen to whatever it is Lexi was saying.

Hmmm I wonder what they are talking about.

Even though I was dying to catch a bit of their conversation, I didn't want to be rude. I stepped a little louder and cleared my throat before I finally place myself beside Lexis left side. Shannen straightens up in her seat as Lexi follows suit and turns her head towards me.

God, she is still so damn beautiful. Wet messy hair and all. She literally takes my breath away.

"Bradley! Hi!" She squeals softly.

"Hey you." I say with a smile. "You ok?"

She hesitates for a moment as she bites down on her bottom lip, before completely turning her body towards me, in her chair. "Yea, I am now. Thanks. Listen about before, I'm sorry-"

"Babe it's ok. You have nothing to apologise for. Trust me. I'm just glad you're back and you're ok." I reply. "It's pretty dark out and the streets aren't exactly the safest place for women. I was getting worried."

She chuckles as she softly traces a finger over my hand, which had been resting on the counter beside her. "That's really sweet, but like I said. I should be the least of your worries Brad. Plus I've lived here a long time, I can take care of myself."

But baby, you don't have to.

"I believe that babe. But its in my nature to be caring, especially for the things and people I truly care about." I reply, as I gently remove a strand of her hair from her face. "Blame my mother for that." I chuckle.

She reaches up and places my hand against her cheek, moulding it into my open palm as her eyes smile back at me.

God, I could kiss her right now.

"So, why don't you just stay with Brad tonight?" Shannen says, pulling my attention away from Lexi.

"What?" Lexi says as she turns her head towards Shannen.

Exactly my thoughts. Say what now?

"Well just a few minutes ago, you asked me to take you back home, but since we're staying in one of the Suites tonight and you refuse to join us, why don't you just stay in the Penthouse? I mean, we've all been drinking babe and we're all staying here, so you might as well stay over as well."

Um. Fuck yea? I'm down!

"I'm cool with that babe. I did ask you earlier, before you ran away, which I now believe is why you freaked out in the first place."

"No, it's ok. I wasn't freaking out." She says, turning back towards me.

Lie.

"I'm flattered you asked me to stay over Brad, but I just don't think we should right now. I think it's best that I just go home, to my own bed. It's been a long fucked up night for all of us and my heads all over the place. I wouldn't be much company anyway." She says, not once looking me in the eye as she toys with the overly large shot glass on the bar.

"Brad, It's not you. It's her. She's bloody hard work." Shannen pipes up. "I mean, we even have 3 seperate rooms and she still won't stay over in our Suite."

"Eww and stay in the same suite with Brendan. Yea no thank you." Lexi says, as she pulls a face. "I don't care if he's on the other side of the damn Suite, I'm still not placing myself in a situation where he has access to me in the middle of the night. He's such a creeper."

I internally crack up, hearing the words about Brendan come out of her mouth.

Guess I don't need to worry about him then.

"Whatever you say Princess." Shannen replies, rolling her eyes.

"Look, no pressure babe. You can stay at the Penthouse if you want. There's one other spare room available as well. It's not my intention to try anything with you tonight. Like we said before, nice and slow... remember? But if you are adamant about going home then, atleast let me walk with you. There's no way you're walking home alone tonight."

"Brad-" She begins.

"It's still pissing down though." Shannen chimes in.

"Ok? I live in England. It practically rains 365 days of the year, so I'm used to it. But I'm guessing you ladies aren't? Is that gonna be an issue?" I ask.

"It's just rain. No big deal, I'm already wet anyway." Lexi says.

Already...Wet.

......Fuck.

"She's right Brad. Even her panties are soaked through. Trust me." Shannen adds in, giving me a cheeky wink.

And....I'm gone.

The images of Lexis wet pussy are now plastered all over my brain.

Fuck me.

I could already feel my dick growing by the second and there was no stopping it. I was worried it might scare Lexi into hiding again so I quickly excuse myself. "Lemme quickly run upstairs and grab my jacket, then we can head out ok babe?" I give her a quick kiss on the forehead before she can answer and I quickly make my way towards the exit.

Thank fuck.

I wonder if I can squeeze in a quick wank.

Hmmm. Nope. Probably not. Just get the damn jacket and go. You can wank all night if you have to.

And going by the events of tonight, I will probably have to...

I was well aware that there was a high chance Benj would most likely be in the apartment. I was quite sure that he wasn't ready to see me again tonight, so I grabbed the first jacket I saw, which happened to be his blue hoodie, that was draped over the lounge chair and ran back inside the elevator as the doors were slowly closing.

Lexi had just taken off her black angel wings as I was re entering the private lounge. Her already petite frame looked even tinier now, without the grand feathers behind her. The hem of her dress had risen higher, exposing her black lace garter that was once hidden from me, earlier this evening. A low grunt escapes me as I desperately try to control the urge to bend her over the bar counter and slide my throbbing dick inside.

Even though I was completely bare underneath the jacket, I left the zipper undone as my body quickly heats up from the pornographic images filtering in through my perverted mind. To say I was hot and bothered would be an understatement.

"You look.. good." Lexi states as I catch her eyes slowly lingering over my exposed torso. Thank the fucking lord I did my daily workout this morning.

"Thanks babe. But you know you could stare at this a lot longer, if you chose to stay with me tonight." I joked.

She rolls her eyes at me, not finding any humour in my comment. Ouch!

"Anyway, ready to go then?" She asks.

"Ready when you are babe."

"Message me when you get home ok?" Shannen says as she pulls Lexi in a tight embrace. "I'll see you for brunch tomorrow ok?"

"Ok babe. Love you." She replies.

"Love you girl!" Shan says as Lexi turns away and starts walking towards the door. I give Shan a reassuring smile before turning towards Lexi, when she reaches out and grabs my arm. "Brad, wait a sec."

I turn back to face her, as she cheekily gives my biceps a good squeeze, which makes me chuckle inside. "What's up Shan?"

"Don't give up on her yet." She pleads.

Why would I?

I give her a funny look but remain silent, hoping she would elaborate.

"Just give her some time. I know it seems like she's being selfish and making it all about her, but deep down it's really about you and Benj." She continues. "She lost her parents at a young age and I know she doesn't want Blake missing out on a chance to have a happy family."

Hold the phone. Say what now? Happy family?

My face must've said it all, as she chuckles nervously on her last words.

"Ok maybe the term "happy family" wasn't quite fitting. But just the chance to at least grow up with his real father." She says. "I can only imagine what's going through your head as well. Reliving what you went through 4 years ago must've been..."

"Fucked up? Traumatising? Horrific? A Train wreck? All of the above? Yea, pretty much." I say shrugging my shoulders.

"Well as her bestfriend, I absolutely adore her and will tell you she is definitely worth waiting for. She needs someone to push the boundaries, but to also keep her safe and within the lines, and I believe you're the perfect fit. In more ways than one." She chuckles. "So if you are who you say you are, and feel what you say you feel, then... just give her some time."

"I will do. Don't worry." I say, reassuring her. "I better head out before she decides to ditch me. Night Shan."

"Night Brad."

The walk to Lexi's house was quiet and short lived. She seemed to be lost in her thoughts, so I didn't pressure her to engage in conversation. I was just happy being around her and wanted to make sure she got home safe. It just started to rain a little harder when we arrived. We pushed the back patio doors open, as we quickly duck inside.

"Damn, it's raining pretty hard. Maybe you should just wait a bit for it to die down." She says, peering out into the cold.

"It's just a little rain. Nothing I haven't seen before, especially growing up in the UK." I say, even though I would really love to stay a little longer.

"Yea I suppose." She replies timidly, looking down at the floor. "Anyway, thank you so much for walking me home, I really hope you don't catch a cold."

"Don't worry about me babe. I'm a big boy." She smiles but doesn't comment, as she shifts from each foot awkwardly.

Just say it. Whatever you have to say, just say it already. Please.

"Brad, I know we should probably talk about everything that happened sooner rather than later but I... I just don't think I have the energy to get into it tonight." She sighs. "I'm soaked through and my heels are absolutely killing me. Can we talk about this tomorrow maybe? When we've both slept on it and I have dry panties on?"

Little does she know, that if it were up to me, I'd ensure her panties were always .

"Of course. To be honest, I don't have the energy for it either. I'd rather just move on and get back to where we were before that evil succubus showed up."