When yet another curveball puts Andy and Lex's relationship into serious jeopardy, the stakes become higher than they've ever been, forcing the couple to fight not only for their love but also for their lives.
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Life see...
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"Water," Lex grunted next to me, his panting breath as heavy as mine.
"Yes, water... Great idea..."
I was sprawled on my stomach while he was on his back, in the middle of the absolute mess that was his bed. No parts of us were touching for the first time in hours, as we were desperately trying to cool down and get our heartbeat to return to normal. Slexathons always left me wrecked, but in the best of ways.
After being deprived of each other for three long and lonely months, it seemed we were trying to catch it all up in one go. But even at that pace, we'd need days if not weeks to completely make up for lost time.
My entire body was sore, the spot between my legs most of all. All of my muscles were achy, and my intimacy was so sensitive and raw, I could feel the pulsing of my heart in it. We were both covered in a film of sweat, as we'd been for a while now. The wetness on my skin was as much mine as his, since we'd been a tangled mess of limbs for the past thirty minutes. The slickness between my legs too, a mix of his four loads and my countless orgasms.
Shit, I won't survive this...
Especially given how severely dehydrated I was. Lex didn't move, though, and I wondered if he expected the water to deliver itself.
"Lex, go get a bottle," I ordered while giving his side a firm push, my voice muffled by the covers.
"Why me?"
"I can't walk right now."
"Fuck, I don't think I can either."
Amused by his astonished tone, I opened my eyes and adjusted my head to glimpse at his profile. "Baby, are you saying I wore you out?"
"Maybe..."
"Does it mean I get to tie you up again?"
That didn't fail to get a reaction out of him, and he mumbled a curse before forcing himself up. With a delighted smile on my lips, I observed his naked body as he crossed the room. His legs were a little wobbly, clearly weakened by all this insane activity.
Once he was gone, I pushed myself on my back and stretched lazily, my grin unshakable. I'd missed this so much. This feeling of being utterly satiated. It was when I felt the most alive. At least it used to in the past, but now, it was at an entirely new scale. At long last, my needs for love, pleasure, intimacy, and Lex were filled.
The object of my thoughts came back, holding a bottle that was already half empty in his hand, and a couple of others in the other hand. The extra water was a great idea. Smart man...
As he came closer, he didn't hold back on his need to gorge on me, and despite everything, my modesty kicked in under his intense stare. I didn't move to cover myself, though, already knowing he would lecture me on it. Wordlessly, he handed me the bottle he'd already drank from, unscrewing the cap for me. I sat up while he settled the other two on the nightstand, impatient to quench my thirst. The cold water felt like heaven on my parched throat. All the screams and moans I'd released had irritated the back of it, but it would be back to normal quite fast. At least from personal experience.
