Derailed (Terminal Book 2) (10 page)

“I miss you too, Des,” she whispers in return. “I miss you a LOT.”

“I think that I…” I begin but stop before I say something I might regret not saying in person. “I should probably let you get back to work,” I stammer out my cover up and punch my thigh with my right fist. Lexi grows quiet and I wonder if she wanted me to tell her what I almost did.

“Yeah,” she whispers. “I should go.” I can hear her swallow.

“Three weeks,” I remind her and trace the grain of the wooden tabletop with my fingernail in an attempt to keep the fact that I miss her like fucking crazy out of my voice.

“Three weeks.” She sighs. “Dublin, I can't fucking wait, Des.”

“Me neither, babe.

“Go to sleep. Talk to you soon, Des.”

“Night.”

I press end and toss my phone on the table with a thunk. Leaning back, I drop both of my hands to my lap and let my head fall backwards to stare at the ceiling, listening to the Sinners outside calling for us to give them some attention. Turning out the lamp I stand and walk back to the window to watch them wait for us. They don't even know I'm watching.

Propping my forearm up on the locked window, I lean my forehead against it and close my eyes to keep absorbing this Wembley experience, but also wishing Lexi was here to live it with me.

Chapter 12

Paris is fucking crazy but not the typical Terminal Sinner crazy, I mean all about Siannon and Landyn fucking nuts. Everywhere they go, she has fans screaming for her. It's fucking fantastic that even though Brooke tried to break her, the Sinners accepted our girl. I hope they accept Lexi the same way. Landyn and Siannon are bombarded by screamers, which gives me the opportunity to get into the venue before they do. Phones are out, screams are heard and our songs are being sung with Parisian accents. This is a beautiful thing. Siannon is shell shocked. Her mouth hangs open while we wave to the crowd as we enter the building.

I walk up behind her, resting my hands on her shoulders as if I was giving her a massage. Leaning into her ear I whisper, “Welcome to the group, hon. They love you almost as much as he does.”

She turns her head to look at me through the corner of her eye and brings her hand up to hold onto mine, giving it a squeeze she smirks and continues walking through the crowd. I nod at Landyn, who has come back to her after smiling and teasing the crowd a little outside. Looking between myself and his girlfriend he wrinkles his brow at me probably wondering why my hands were on her shoulders. I shake my head no and cross my heart, never would I take something he cared so much about. Besides, I have a saucy ginger joining me in a week. Tim isn't too happy about it. Siannon will be kept busy by Lexi and he won't get to leer at her. Fuck him, something has to be done about his creepy ways.

Reaching my hotel room, I drop on the bed and shoot Lexi a text.

ME: One week babe. Siannon needs you. I need you

LEX: It will be here before we know it.

ME: It's not gonna be shark week when you're here is it? That's one thing I just can't do.

LEX: LOL nope. No shark week.

ME: THANK FUCK!

LEX: So...you need me huh?

ME: I didn't say that.

LEX: Yes you did.

I smile at our conversation and decide to scroll back to the pictures she sent me a couple of days ago. I fucking jackhammered my cock to those magnificent tits. She has no clue how she is going to be ravaged when she gets here.

ME: I do need you. I'm tired of jerking off.

LEX: Call one of your contacts. Here's your get out of jail free card.

ME: I don't want to.

LEX: You don't want to slide your cock into something wet and warm, instead of your calloused hand?

ME: Nope.

LEX: Why not?

I pause momentarily and look around at my surroundings. I'm in a hotel. In Paris. Texting my girl back home, who is giving me permission to fuck a local and I am turning her down. Who would've thought Desmond Charter would be in this kind of predicament. Raising my gaze, I look at myself in the mirror and smile. Taking a deep breath I decide to delve a little deeper into how I feel about her.

ME: They aren't you.

LEX: Ummm. Are you...

ME: I miss you babe.

LEX: I miss you too... I'm confused.

ME: Don't be confused just…

LEX: I don't know what to say to that Des.

ME: Nothing. You don't have to say anything. This is text. We can talk next week.

LEX: I'm shaking.

ME: So am I.

I toss my phone to the table beside the bed and close my eyes. Traveling has already taken its toll on me and it's only been a few weeks. The Dublin break can't come soon enough. Four days off and I will be spending each one with Lexi, hopefully all in bed. Reaching for my phone again, I dial her number back at home and wait for her to answer.

“Hey, Des.” Her voice is soft.

“I just want to call to say goodnight, babe.”

“Goodnight, Des. One week.”

“One week, Sexy Lexi.” I realize the simplicity of the name I just called her and start laughing.

“Holy shit, dude, you ARE tired. I haven't been called that since ninth grade.” She chuckles into the phone. “Sexy Lexi, thanks for bringing back the trauma of being an overdeveloped girl in a room filled with pimply teenage horn-dogs”

“I feel like those boys used to, horny as fuck and I just want to see your tits.”

“Honesty, I love it.” She laughs at me. “Go to sleep, Charter, you have a gig tomorrow and you need all your energy to fight off those sexy French women.”

“I'm not the singer, babe, I don't have to fight that many off. Siannon, on the other hand, has a crap ton of shit to deal with here. She's handling it like a pro. It's pretty awesome.”

“I've been texting with her. She's having a good time, but that Tim guy is creeping her out.”

“I'll talk to him.”

“I told her to tell Landyn, but I know her she's going to keep it to herself and not say a thing.”

“Yeah, I don't blame her.” I readjust the pillow under my head and cross my ankles. “I don't know how Landyn would take it. He'd probably lose his shit. I know I would.”

“Definitely”

“Okay, babe, I'm going to sleep now. I miss you and I will pick you up from the airport when you land next week. You have your passport and ticket right?”

“Sure do, babe, I'm ready.” She pauses. “I can't wait to see you.”

“Me too. Goodnight, Sexy Lexi.”

“Goodnight, Desmond.” She chuckles and I just know she's rolling her eyes and shaking her head at me as we end the call.

Placing my phone back on the bedside table, I turn off the light and close my eyes.

One week.

Chapter 13

I watch the gate and wait for her to appear through the crowd of people and when she does, I wave my arm one time to get her attention. She looks amazing, even after the lengthy flight. Her head turns as she looks around for me through the sea of people, I watch her as her eyes light up, and she takes off in a jog, running for me. I can't help but smile knowing she is finally fucking here.

Running through the crowd, Lexi slams into me and in one fell swoop wraps her legs around my waist and presses her lips to mine. My hands cradle her ass and her tongue dives into my mouth. “Take me to the hotel and fuck me, Des.” She pulls away long enough to whimper.

“I think I'll bathe you first, you smell like airplane shit.” I smile against her lips. “I'm not fucking you till I know you're clean.”

“I thought you liked me dirty.” She puffs her bottom lip out and pouts as I place her back on her own two feet.

“I prefer you dirty, yes.” I squeeze her ass cheek with my full hand. Taking her luggage handle from her, I lead Lexi out to the waiting car. “But I like to be the reason you're dirty.” I kiss her lips as the driver takes her bag. “Get into the car.”

We climb in the back seat and she sits on my lap with her head resting on my chest. I pull her close and kiss her forehead. “Tonight,” I whisper. “I'm going to bathe you, then fuck you senseless. Tomorrow, I have a surprise for you. And in a couple of days, I'll let you see Siannon and you can do whatever the fuck it is that girls do.” I flick my fingers back and forth.

“You'll LET me see Siannon, huh?” Shaking her head back and forth she kisses my neck and laughs. “You couldn't stop me if you wanted to.”

“Maybe not.” I smile and look back out the window. My hand continues to rub her back, and she sighs while melting into my body giving in to her exhaustion, albeit temporarily. I hum into her hair and thank fuck that she's with me.

Quietly, we pull up to the curb and the driver opens the door for us. Lexi is still asleep, so I lift us both out of the car, standing slowly holding her under her knees. The driver takes the bag for me and opens the front door of the quaint house I have rented for the weekend.

“Thank you, Paul,” I whisper. “I'll get you on Monday, yeah?”

“No problem at all, sir. See you Monday.” He smiles at me and quietly walks out the door, closing it behind him while I take Lexi to the bedroom and lay her on top of the quilt. I dim the bedroom light and close the curtain before lighting the candles on the bedside table. Standing back I look down at Lexi, sleeping peacefully and decide to let her rest for a while before I fuck her senseless. I kiss her forehead and throw some fucking homemade holey blanket thing over her and turn to watch the television to catch up on news from back home.

After hearing the same story about some billionaire heiress back in LA for the hundredth time in an hour, I roll my eyes at the sense of entitlement this twat feels she has. What the fuck is it with chicks back home? I remember that one in question. She was at an event I was a part of one time and she tried so fucking hard to have me let her suck my dick. She was a walking STD though, so I stayed the fuck away. Turning off the television I glance at my watch and decide to wake Lexi but before I do, I enter our bathroom just off the bedroom and run the water for the tub. Glancing around the room, I light a few candles on the counter and press play on my iPod.

Gently I creep into the bedroom and see my girl laying across the bed, in the same position I left her. I reach out and remove her shoes one at a time, trying not to wake her yet. I follow with her socks, and then I unzip her pants before she wakes.

Taking a deep breath, she rolls and stretches her arms to the sides. “Mmmm, hi, baby,” she greets me. “Thanks for the catnap.”

“It was a little more than a catnap, Lexi.” I inform her as I continue my duty in undressing her. Lexi raises her hips off the bed to assist me. “You were asleep for three hours, babe.” I snicker, slowly pulling the pants from her legs.

“Three fucking hours?! Are you serious?” Her eyes fly open and she sits up on the bed. “I'm so sorry, baby, I know you had plans.”

“And you have jetlag. Raise your arms.” I gently order her and she complies, raising her arms above her head so I can remove her shirt. Pulling it over her head and off her arms, I get to see her perky tits in that pretty little yellow bra. I drop my mouth to her chest, just above her breasts and run my tongue up to her ear. I need her in the bath NOW. Placing my right arm under her legs and my left behind her back, I scoop her up and walk to the dimly lit bathroom.

Her arms are around my neck and she brings her mouth to mine. My tongue dives in between her lips and slides against hers. Each slip makes my dick harder. I withdraw tenderly and she maintains the suction bobbing her head as if she was sucking my cock. I'm rock hard in seconds.

Backing up two steps so I can admire her from head to toe, once I notice the apparel I look up at her and shake my head. Lexi shrugs and lets out a laugh. I love how quirky and real this chick is.
Love. Fuck
. Taking another step back, I lean against the counter, placing my hands beside each hip and curl my fingers around the edge of the granite. My legs are crossed just in front of me, and I remain fully dressed. Studying Lexi and trying really fucking hard not to drop her on the floor and fuck her brains out.

I stare at her. Watching her as she stands there, waiting for me to either undress her or tell her what to do. I tilt my head to the side and smirk at her before hooking my fingers under the hem of my shirt and pulling it up over my head with one hand and discarding it at my feet. Pointing at Lexi, I hook my finger and motion for her to come to me. Obediently she steps forward and bites her lip attempting to maintain an innocent façade. Her eyes follow an invisible trail from my face to my dick and the slower she goes, the harder I get and the more painful it is.

“Take them off,” I demand quietly without moving a single muscle. Blinking twice, Lexi smirks and her hands rake down my chest. I close my eyes and tip my head back. Her nails on my body is almost too much to handle. I feel her fingers make short work of the buttons on my pants and I open my eyes to watch her as she starts to pull them down while lowering herself to her knees. Licking her lips, Lexi wraps her fist around my shaft and begins to stroke while licking only the tip. Her tongue traveling down my cock to tease the underside of my balls before wrapping her lips around them.

I release a puff of air and shift my stance so she has complete access. Her tongue dances around my balls and she tightens her grip on my dick. I reach forward and grab her hair for leverage so I can start thrusting into her mouth. I coax my dick in deeper and deeper until her lips reach the base of my cock and she barely gags. She looks up at me as I punish her mouth, faster and faster. I hold her steady as I explode into her throat.

Rocking back on her heels, she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and smiles sheepishly up at me. I reach my hand out to her and help her stand.

“Hi,” I whisper.

She swallows again and looks up at me. “Hi.”

“Your turn,” I tell her as I back her up to the edge of the bathtub. My hands snake around her back and unfasten her bra. Lowering it down her arms, her nipples call to me. Dipping my head, I wrap my teeth gently around the bud and bite down. She whimpers and closes her eyes tipping her head down. After giving attention to the needy little nubs, I lick between them and follow the trail down to her belly button. Dipping my tongue in, I make a quick pass and drop lower until I can grab her panties in between my teeth. Without rushing, I lower the material enough with my mouth that I am level with her pussy. My nose is the first thing to dig in and rub her clit. She gasps and presses herself against me. My tongue is next to follow once my hands pull the material free of her pussy. Stepping out of the material she makes my hands free to hold her lips apart and flatten my tongue over her pussy. She twitches several times before grabbing my ears like handle bars and riding my face until she comes, groaning out my name.

Once she shakes out the last of her orgasm, I stand again running my face up her body between her breasts and I run my tongue up her neck.

“Now get into the tub, I want to fuck you.” I growl in her ear.

“Holy shit, Des.” She pants. “I'm gonna need some time to catch my breath!”