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She wanted him to have everything. It's what he deserved.

Lexi walked over to the couch and curled up with the throw blanket, unlocking her phone she pulled up the information she needed and hit send.

Lexi knew then it was time to stop going through the motions herself and search for a way forward.

Unlocking a door didn’t always mean you had to walk through it–it created the option. She didn't know if looking back would help her move forward. There was only one way to find out. Even if the light at the end of the tunnel felt like an oncoming train.

She steeled herself to pick up the phone and calling a private investigator that had been referred to her. “Yes, I’m looking for information on…I,” she paused, sighed, and cleared her throat. Refusing to let her courage waver she knew the next step was forward, no matter how slowly you went. “There was a form. I need to find someone.” She hated the tremble in her voice, wishing she could pull her work face but the treacherous bitch was nowhere to be found.

“Did you fill out the query form on my page? I need that number.”

“Yes, it was 1487-66,” Lexi read the numbers on her phone from the heading of the submission email she’d sent to Hatfield when she decided to take this undoable action.

“Do you have any further information that can help in the search? I received your form and I’m concerned with there being more than eight years since last contact. Paired with old possibly outdated history it might be difficult. Even with a thrown out criminal charge...”

“So, you mean expensive?”

“Double. Unfortunately.” Money made the world go round.

What use is good credit unless you use it when you need it? “I need to know.”

“Understood, Ms. McDonald.”

After a few moments of pleasantries, Lexi began to explain the details of her inquiry. The private investigator listened carefully, taking notes before assuring her that he would do his best.

Niceties and her banking information later, Lexi made her way into the bedroom, ready to shed herself of the weight of the outside world.

She caught sight of Noah’s sleeping form on the bed, the room barely lit by the light from the hall.

Lexi slowly moved closer to Noah, taking in the sight of him sleeping soundly. He was sprawled on an angle, one arm outstretched over her pillow with the sheet tangled around his middle. His dark hair was mussed up from sleep and his strong jawline was relaxed. She felt a wave of tenderness wash over her as she watched him sleep.

She closed the gap between them, reaching the edge of the bed she pulled her shorts off, leaving them on the side of the bed and her in only his sweatshirt. She climbed up the grey silk sheets and stretched out next to him. His breathing stayed slow and even, signaling he was in deep sleep.

Her hands ran gently up his sides, trailing along the muscles in his hip and chest. Her nail trailed the intricate tattoo of his own drawing he had just below his left shoulder—an image of a gnarled rose entwined with thorns and a crescent moon above it. It suited him somehow–strong but also beautiful in its own way.

He stirred slightly under her touch and Lexi paused again, tempting and teasing him only to pull away when he stirred.

When he settled again her fingers continued their exploration.

Her fingertips trailed along the curves of his abdomen and chest when she decided to take things further. She lightly grazed an old scar on his abdomen and he grunted in his sleep.

She eased her body over his waist, straddling him and laying across his chest, she brought her lips close to his. His breathing seemed deeper now with every inhalation and exhalation making her insides tingle with anticipation.

Noah sputtered in his sleep, moving his hips unaware of her weight but Lexi held on tightly, enjoying the moment despite its unusual circumstances. After what felt like an eternity she finally pressed her lips against his waiting for some kind of reaction from him but it never came.

Using her adva ntage, Lexi leaned up onto her knees and reached toward the permanent bed restraints hidden by the pillows in the center of the headboard.

The cuffs clicked into place around Noah's wrists leaving him unaware and at her mercy.

She placed her hands on his chest, using it for leverage. She made easy, hypnotic circles over his sleeping form, grinding her bare pussy over his cock.

Lexi gasped in wonder, even in sleep his cock stirred from the friction, throbbing between her thighs and in turn teased her more than she did him.

"Bay-beeeee," she sing-songed hoping to rouse him awake.

Noah rolled his hips and groaned, tugging the cuffs still unaware of his predicament.

She changed momentum and took advantage of the new position. His thickening shaft slipped between the lips of her sex and the friction against her clit stoked the fires even more.

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