⌠ 𝛀. 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧 ✦ 𝐰 𝐫 𝐢 𝐭 𝐢 𝐧 𝐠 𝐬.⌡
when lexus pulled back, he nearly stumbled chasing the kiss to last longer. his eyes opened expecting to see her angry and pissed at him cutting off yet another conversation. but there she stood, as still as he was, their eyes looking into one another. god would someone just DO something, he finds himself yelling internally. yet here he stood, not doing anything either.
then suddenly— their lips CRASHED into one another, brad holding nothing back as a moan was muffled into their kiss, caused by her bite to his lip. before he could register all this that was happening, she’d pushed him down onto the bed, his legs buckling back easier than he’d expected. the erotic nature of her nails DIGGING into his skin sent him into some sort of frenzy, a deep groan emerging from him. his hands gripped her hips harshly, pushing them down onto him so that she could feel how hard she was making him. his tongue tangled with hers, his mind fogging through their sloppy kisses.
now THAT’S more like it, he responds to her in his head. and for a second, he forgets who he’s even doing this with. his eyes opening to see lexus hovering over him. and it’s almost like getting hit with some sort of wrecking ball. “—what the fuck’s gotten into YOU..” he says, half amazed while simultaneously smug, knowing he was responsible for this new side of her emerging. no complaints on his end, that’s for fucking sure.
his hand unclasps from her hips to sneak down past the fabric of her skirt, his fingers pressing against her underwear. he could feel just how WET she was getting through the material, digits rubbing over her in attempt to get any sounds from her. god this was so… this was so DIFFERENT but fuck he was so turned on that there wasn’t anything that was gonna keep him from fucking the shit out of her regardless. anything to get him to not keep their conversation going.
“look how fucking WET you’re getting for me.. i haven’t even touched you.” he spoke in a low growl, sure she could feel him harden below her. “you’ve thought about this before— HAVEN’T you…” brad instigated with a bitten back smirk, his fingers just pushing past the cloth of her underwear. “…me, fucking the absolute daylights out of you.. waking up with your throat hoarse from screaming..” his words trailed off, lips ghosting over hers— teasing them as a will he continue to kiss her or leave her hanging type of motion.
“take your fucking clothes off..”
her breath kept hitching, even with each move she made, that seemed so sure and confident, like a routine she’d practiced time and time again, it still scared the ever loving shit out of her ; because moments like this shook her, made her vulnerable, weak and open to critic and rejection. still, she swallowed down the lump that began to form in her throat. the cocktail of vodka redbulls, and tequila 5 hour energy shots. basically, any booze within arms reach, and anything that promised her enough energy to get through the calls and emails that she couldn’t seem to escape. HAD SHE THOUGHT ABOUT THIS BEFORE?
lexus had been a fan of his music far before she’d ever worked for him, when his music, the lyrics so angst ridden, telling a story of the lost, something that had spoken so loud to her once upon a time ago, sometimes, still does. though the perception of him has been skewed from his total dickatude. “ -- what’s gotten into me? ” she asks, her tone almost incredulous. pink swollen lips parting as brows perk, lust filled hues glaring down at him. “ i’ve been up for nearly three days, the last thing i had to eat was a celery stick and a piece of watermelon from craft services, because that’s all i had time for, not to mention i’ve had a CONCERNING amount of caffeine, whatever the fuck they put in redbull, and the last time i’ve had ANY sex was months ago. plus, you’ve been a complete asshole, so it seems like you need someone to properly satisfy you, since the groupie bitches, OBVIOUSLY, aren’t cuttin’ it. ”
lexus’ words were quickly replaced by the elicited moans that fell from her lips as he presses his hands into the soft lace that covered her, leaving little to nothing up to the imagination, and for once, she was rendered speechless, hands bracing against his chest. gasping out into the air, as eyelashes fluttered in slight shock. any trail of thought she had now disappearing into the abyss that they’ve created for themselves. dark and endless, just like the nights that seemed to drone on, and maybe now she understand, even if it’s just a little bit, of what this life takes from you, how it can tear you down. hell, it’d gotten to the point where even she wanted to call one of her previous life’s “ doctor ” that would prescribe her some adderall to get her through it all. ultimately, she didn’t go through with it.
letting herself get lost in his touch, hiking her skirt up for better access as her mouth sat agape. hips absentmindedly rolled against his, the feeling of his hardening shaft only making her head fall back in pure bliss. “ shut the FUCK up and do something about it then, ” lexus quips back quickly, biting down onto her lip, before her fingers all but tear the buttons as she began to undo the buttons that traced themselves down her chest, hips automatically rolling into his touch. before the devious smirk widens across her lips, backing off of him as she rolled her eyes, slowly picking at the buttons, slow, teasing him just as he did her. “ typical bradley, ” she tsks, shaking her head, as she picked the last of her buttons off, tossing it onto the hotel’s bedside chair. hands reach back to the curve of her lower back, slowly dragging the zipper down as she spoke again. “ -- expecting me to do all the work, ” she muses as the expensive garment pooled around her ankles, revealing the matching set. “ i’m going to expect you to do the rest, sorry to make you lift a pinky.”
