"Here," Lex said, walking towards her, "Let me."
She turned to face the wall. He came up behind her. She could practically feel the heat radiating off of his body, making her feel even hotter than before.
She felt a little chill run down her spine as his hands grazed over the back of her neck, pushing her hair forward so that he could get his hands on the necklace.
And he felt so close to her now. She closed her eyes for a second, feeling heat pool in her belly.
Before she knew what she was doing, she’d leaned back into him. A little thrill ran through her at the closeness.
He unclasped the necklace but made no move to back away. She heard it hit the floor a second before he placed his hand on her hip, his fingers digging into her flesh.
She leaned her head back until she felt his collarbone at the base of her skull. She wasn't sure when she made the decision to arch her back. Still, she did, and suddenly she could feel the rough material of his pants, containing a sizeable bulge pressed up against her.
His grip on her hip became stronger at the sensation. She heard him let out a small sigh; his lips were dangerously close to her ear.
She arched her back a little more and leaned her head slightly to the right, leaving her neck exposed before him, hoping he'd get the message.
His breath was hot; she felt it just below her ear. He lowered his head a little and placed his lips on her neck.
"You're drunk," he mumbled against her skin.
It wasn't what she wanted to hear. She wiggled her hips a little.
"So are you," she whispered as his other hand settled on her left side, traveling up her torso much too slow for her taste.
"Yes, but that's different," he whispered back. To her surprise, his left hand kept going until he reached her left breast. She let out a moan when he finally grabbed it, cupping it in his large hand.
He gave it a little squeeze before putting his lips back on her neck, kissing slowly all the way down to her shoulder blade.
She reached behind her to run her hand through his hair, urging him on. It was softer than she'd imagined it would be.
"Lex..." she whispered.
His hand moved from her breast to the strap of the dress located on her shoulder. He pulled it down until her breast was exposed. His hand moved back down, and he grabbed it a little rougher than before.
She let out a small moan at the contact.
"Aria...you're drunk," he said. His voice came out a lot shakier, a lot rougher than usual.
The hand she had in his hair pushed his head back up a little until she felt his lips on her neck again. Yeah, I am a little drunk, but I don't care. Just shut up and fuck me, she thought. She wanted to say it, just as he pulled away again.
"I can't fuck you. You're drunk," Lex whispered in her ear.
His other hand traveled up to her shoulder, pulling the other strap down until her right breast was exposed too.
He placed his hand back on her hip, pressing her even closer to him.
She turned her head towards him, and with her eyes closed, she kissed Lex Mills for the first time. Really kissed him. Not like the peck he'd given her at their wedding.
His tongue slid into her mouth, and his left hand moved from her breast to her neck, his fingers wrapping around it as he deepened the kiss.
The throb between her legs was almost painful by that point.
"Touch me," she whispered against his lips.
The hand that had been on her hip traveled down until it reached the slit in her dress. He ran a hand down across her exposed leg, stopping when it was over the skin on the inside of her thigh.
Slowly, painfully slowly, it went up and up until he reached her center. He cupped her for a second before running his finger up and down her slit through her panties.
For a second, Aria felt a little embarrassed. There was no way he couldn't feel how wet she was, even through her panties.
The thought left as soon as the tips of his fingers went underneath the thin fabric of her underwear.
He let out a low moan, more of a growl really, against her neck when his fingers made contact with the wetness gathered between her thighs.
The grip he had on her neck became a little tighter as he shifted to kiss her mouth again.
His middle finger moved up and down between her folds, spreading the heat and wetness around.
She bit his bottom lip, tired of the teasing. He inserted the tip of his middle finger inside her.
He roughly bit her bottom lip as his finger went all the way in. She shuddered at the sensation.
They stayed standing in the same position as he kept going, giving her another finger.
She was finding it hard to breathe.
Her breaths became rapid and shallow as her muscles went rigid. She let out another moan, this one louder and needier than the ones before it.
"I-I need..." she whispered against his lips.
"Shh.." he whispered back, "I know what you need."
He slid his fingers out of her and brought them up to her clit, roughly rubbing small circles into it. She felt her muscles coil as he went faster, pushing her over the edge.
The grip he had on her neck kept her upright as she reeled forward a bit. Her legs shook with each wave as she tried to keep her moans quiet. He bit down on her shoulder and all thoughts of keeping quiet vanished. She couldn't help it. She moaned loudly, his name on her lips.
When she came back down, he took his hand out from under her dress and backed away until she couldn't feel him behind her anymore.
They slept on opposite
