Avoiding Responsibility (Avoiding #2)(61)

He broke contact with her lips to explore her neck and ears with his mouth and tongue. He trailed down her front leaning her backwards so she was lying flat against the table her body exposed to him. Pushing her tank top up, his mouth trailed down her body kissing across her stomach and to the waist of her shorts. After trailing a series of kisses close to her thong, his hands reached down and pulled her legs up and open in front of his face. He placed light, teasing kisses across her inner thighs where he was in complete control.

She whimpered as he drew closer and closer to her core and retreated each time. She was ready for him at any time, but he was being deliberately slow and drawing out her pleasure. Just when she felt she was going to have to beg him for more, he yanked off her shorts tossing them to the kitchen floor. He gently rubbed against her already wet underwear causing her back to arc off the table as she released a low moan of approval.

Pushing the thin material aside, he finally made skin to skin contact causing her body to shudder with anticipation of release. Bending down his hot breath landed against her sensitive skin before his mouth reached her clit. His fingers spread her wide to him as he sucked and licked her into submission. Just when her panting became feverish and he could tell that she was close to climax, he inserted two fingers directly into her. Just the feel of him was enough to send her over the edge. Her hands came up across her face as her lower half tightened around him. After she was spent, he stood just long enough to retrieve a towel to clean off his hands before lifting her off the table and making his way towards the stairs.

"Ramsey," she squealed from where she rested in his arms.

"Yes?" he asked before covering her mouth possessively with a deep kiss.

She giggled against his mouth. "Oh nothing," she finally said deciding not to fight what was about to happen.

Just as he reached the stairs, a jingling of keys was heard from outside the door. Ramsey paused as the doorknob jiggled.

"Were you expecting company?" Lexi asked.

"Uh, no," Ramsey said confused.

"Well, then who's here?" Lexi asked realizing suddenly that she was naked from the waist down and someone was about to walk in the door.

"No idea," he said gently placing her on her feet. She scurried across the floor and grappled for her shorts just as the door swung open.

Lexi froze embarrassment immediately reddening her face. There was nowhere to go to eliminate the possibility that whoever walked in that door was going to see her mostly naked. She silently prayed that whoever it was didn't lead to a potentially more problematic week. She wasn't sure how much more she could handle.

Bracing herself for the worst, Lexi glanced up just as a tall beautiful blonde walked through the door. "Alexa darling, please reconsider coming to work for me. You have such a killer body," Lola said admiring Lexi as she snatched her shorts off the floor to cover herself.

Lexi's blush deepened further. "Lola," she said breathing a sigh of relief.

"Lola, what are you doing here?" Ramsey asked hoping to draw her attention away from Lexi sliding her shorts back on.

"Ramsey, are you certain we can't get her into the club?" Lola asked ignoring his question.

"Absolutely not. You already know that."

"Oh dear," Lola said still looking at Lexi, "no need to blush and cover up. It's not as if I've never seen a woman naked."

Lexi laughed uncomfortably as she did precisely that. "So much for being alone," she mumbled yanking the zipper back into place.

"Oh were you two alone," Lola asked a devious smile playing across her features. "Did I interrupt?"

"Lola, an explanation please," Ramsey asked attempting to keep his cool.

"It's Sunday. I hardly thought I needed an explanation."

"Sunday, right," he said smacking his hand against his forehead in frustration. "Fuck, I forgot."

"You forgot?" Lola asked confusion clouding her face. "I don't understand."

"Oh God Ramsey, were you planning to have a party tonight?" Lexi asked pointedly crossing her arms.

"It wasn't a plan per say," he admitted begrudgingly.

"We set up here every Sunday. It's more of a routine," Lola reminded her. "You should know that dear." Lexi nodded, but she wasn't happy about it. The last thing she wanted was to be surrounded by Ramsey's friends and employees from the clubs. She had been to her fair share of such events, and she was hardly in the mood for what the night typically entailed.

"Lola we have to talk about this," Ramsey said motioning her towards the door.

"Everything's already here though," she told him standing her ground.

Just then Ramsey's phone began to ring loudly. "Fuck hold on," he said digging into his coat pocket and producing the thin phone. He cursed again when he checked who was calling. "I have to take this," he said apologetically to the two women in his living room. "Lola just…I don't know…just bring everything in. We'll talk about this when I'm done."

"Ramsey, are you joking me?" Lexi asked following behind him. "You're really going to have a party…tonight?"

"I have to take this call. I'll talk to you about this in a minute," he said his face set and stern while his eyes pleaded with her to let it go for now.