“Is she OK to stay in here?”
Lexi asked Michael as he waited for her outside his bedroom door.
“That’s fine, she is usually in here anyway. I can hardly make her stay her in her own bed.”
Glancing back one last time before she closed the door, Lexi smiled at Paris who was sound asleep in her Father’s bed.
“She had a big day, we did a lot of walking at the mall.”
Michael smiled,
“Thanks for taking them, it’s good they get out of here.”
Grace looked up from her magazine at his comment but kept quiet as Michael silenced her with a warning look.
“We are going to go for a drive, watch the kids for me.” He told the nanny.
Again Grace didn’t respond but instead turned her attention back to the magazine, silencing the bitter words so close to spilling out.
Michael’s jaw clenched before turning back to Lexi,
“Let’s go, I’m ready to get out of here.”
Making their way to the Escalade, Bill drove as Javon sat in the passenger seat.
“I’m sorry about that Lex.”
Michael’s face was set with annoyance and Lexi hope to calm him before the night out was called off. Sliding over she took his hand and rested her head on his shoulder as he pulled the curtain across for privacy.
Bocelli began playing on the stereo causing Lexi to giggle.
“What are you laughing at girl?” he asked as a slight smile crossed his face.
“The music, it’s very romantic.”
Kissing her lightly on the forehead he answered,
“Yeah, I thought I would try it out on ya.”
Not able to see her blush in the dark, he moved in for a kiss. It was soft and sweet, so unlike the urgent passion they had shared the evening before.
Watching the country side slowly turn in to city lights, they settled back. Their hushed conversation kept from the two men riding up front. Michael spoke of the stay at the lodge and how the children seemed to enjoy being back in the country and how he loved the solitude. It wasn’t long before the urban lights continuously flashed upon their faces and he caught the look in Lexi’s eyes.
“Why….are you looking at me like that?” he asked coyly
Embarrassed, she looked beyond him to the traffic streaming by and shook her head.
“C’mon, tell me.”
Lifting her chin up, he looked in her eyes.
“Tell me!”
“I guess…Michael I, this feels so right to be with you. I can’t pretend that I don’t miss you or wish we were together.”
Lowering his head to catch her mouth he whispered,
“I miss you too.”
Her lips felt soft and inviting and it was only a moment before his hand left her chin and slid seductively down her throat, not pausing until he found the warmth of her inner thighs. Unconsciously her hips moved up, yearning for his magic touch. Thoughts flashed through his mind that he was thankful for her short skirt as she spread her legs and his hand slipped her panties aside. Gasping as her folds were separated, Lexi allowed his middle finger access to her warmth. With his tongue twisting together with hers, his finger began to circle. Slowly around he moved feeling it grow steadily underneath his touch. Lexi pulled away and laid back in the seat aching for the full sensation she knew he would soon deliver.
Sensing her desire, Michael moved down..intent on tasting her. Sliding his tongue along the path that his finger had just traveled made her buck towards his mouth. Even though they were aware they could be found out, their passion could not be contained. It was audible and erotic as the sound of Michael’s lips and tongue worked on the moist softness that lay between her legs. Around and around he worked, sucking and licking….occasionally looking up, seeking Lexi’s face as he was buried between her thighs. Grinding her hips she pulled him closer, just as his bottom lip grazed across her swollen peak. It caused a shudder and Michael moved upon her rapidly, flicking his tongue as his fingers entered her. As he filled her up he danced with his mouth, knowing she was moments from coming. Ultimately she burst open when his fingers twisted and found her sweet spot. She didn’t care about any prying bodyguards, because she wasn’t aware of anything but the supreme satisfaction he thrust on her. Spiraling up and beyond control she came. Shuddering and grasping his head with her thighs. Not daring to let her go, Michael tasted her, drinking it up like an elixir for his soul.
Unaware of anything but each other, and were startled when Bill’s voice called out.
“Mr. Jackson.”
Michael was silent, his only wish was to bury himself inside of Lexi.”
The Escalade slowed and stopped…
“Mr. Jackson.”
Again Bill called his name.
Sighing Michael dropped a light kiss on her thigh.
“Ye…Yes?”
His voice sounded strained and unfocused.
“Mr. Jackson, Sir…we have arrived.”
Glancing up at Lexi, he saw she still had her eyes closed, she clearly was relishing the last moments of her ecstasy. The sight of her so vulnerable caught his heart in his throat.
“Than…thank you.” He replied, his voice still shaking.
It took a few seconds but Lexi finally opened her eyes and began to sit up pulling her clothes together as she did so.
“You alright?”
He asked, still hushing his voice from the bodyguards.
She nodded still too overcome to reply.
“I think we need to go for a walk…c’mon”
Again she nodded extending her hand as he opened the door.
For a moment he held her against the closed door of the SUV, she could feel his ache for her and she yearned to make love to him.
Longingly he groaned in her ear.
“I’m gonna need a minute, I don’t think I can walk very well right now.”
Lexi held him close, loving that his arms were wrapped so tightly around her. When she opened her eyes she looked up and saw they were under the Washington Monument. The obelisk rising high above their heads.
“Babe…babe” She said quietly
“Hmm”
“You feel as big as that damn piece of marble against me right now.”
Together they both laughed at her comparing him to what was formerly the tallest structure in the land, and it gave him something else to think about besides wanting to take her right there against the truck.
Eventually they calmed down and took a walk to enjoy their surroundings. Quietly taking pictures of the Monument and trying to outdo each other with historical trivia. Bill and Javon remained behind watching and gossiping amongst themselves as Michael and Lexi got to pretend to have a normal life for once.
Soon though they climbed back in the SUV where Michael asked to be driven by The White House. Slowly they drove by, stopping to take pictures and enjoy the beauty of the grounds. Michael reminisced with Lexi about the times he had been inside and how much it still meant to him to have been able to experience those days. It made her sad when he said that it would never happen again, since he had been through the trial. As they began down the road the SUV was lit up with police lights. Bill pulled to the side and Michael patiently listened to the conversation that was being exchanged as Lexi poked him with her elbow trying not to laugh.
“Yes Sir, I do know who this vehicle is registered to.” Bill spoke politely
The agent asked in turn, “Sir, can I see your license and registration, I need to confirm what the computer is telling me.”
Javon was handing the documents to Bill when Michael calmly rolled the window down.
“Is there a problem Officer?” His soft voice caught the attention of the agent who was clearly caught off guard.
Lexi coughed, as she desperately tried to stifle her laugh.
The agent stuttered as he spoke to Michael,
“No…no Sir we saw your vehicle on camera and wanted to make contact to verify who was inside.”
Using his best smile Michael replied,
“Oh..oh yes, that’s great. You can never be too careful these days.”
The agent was joined by his partner who was clearly amused by the look on his friends face.
“Well uh…um Mr. Jackson you are free to go. But, um would it be possible to get an autograph, you know for my kids?”
Bill shook his head in amusement as Michael reached for the pen and paper the agents offered. After much excitement Bill was finally allowed to drive away, leaving the two agents with a lifelong story to tell to their friends and family.
As for Michael, he rolled up the window and sat quietly for a moment before he leaned over to Lexi and cupped her ear to whisper,
“Now that man’s pen has your sweet honey all over it.”
Again she coughed…not knowing if she should laugh or cry.
He saw that her eyes were wide and embarrassment flooded her face.
“You tasted sooo good. Don’t be shy…now!” he whispered again as he placed her hand over his crotch.
He was hard and her body lit up with desire.
Anticipation overtook him when she unzipped his pants ready to convince him that she was not shy at all. When she dipped her head down, his eyes closed in pleasure as she expertly returned the favor he had so beautifully given her earlier in the night.
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