Things finally start to heat up between us...
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After the powerful emotions of our moment on the Observation Deck of the Prudential Center, I didn't want to give Lexi a lot of time to dwell on negative emotions. With that in mind, I led her to the elevators. To her surprise, we didn't go back to the high-speed set for getting back to the lobby. Instead, I led her to the regular elevators and pushed the button for the 52nd floor. She looked at me uncertainly with a puzzled expression, not yet back to her usual perky self.
Enough of that, though! We were the only ones in the car, so I quickly swept her into my arms.
"It's time!" I exclaimed dramatically.
"Time for what?"
"Time for more!"
"More what?"
"More Boston. More drinks. More me! Remember? That's what you wished for, and I know just the spot to deliver at least three out of four!"
The elevator doors opened onto the entryway of Top of the Hub-dark wood, soft leather lounging chairs, and a panoramic view of the evening skyline.
"I don't know about you," I said to her, "but I could use a drink!"
"Oh God, yes!" she agreed with the beginnings of a smile.
The hostess conducted us to a low table flanked by leather chairs. We were tucked into a corner, which was fine, and right up by the windows, which was amazing. Minutes later, she was sipping a violent orange mango mojito and I was enjoying an Irish whiskey Old Fashioned. The crisis seemed to have passed, and we sat knee to knee again, watching the traffic far below and the contrails of planes headed for Logan or for Europe as they streaked across the darkening sky. Lexi chatted happily about places she'd go if she was on one of those planes, and although neither of us mentioned it, some of them sounded pretty damn good, especially if we could have gone there together. Just the idea of her nubile young body stretched out on a beach in the Greek islands was enough to make me slurp the rest of my drink and think about a refill.
Flash forward 30 minutes. The dining room was more crowded and noisier, but Lexi and I were in our own little world. A platter of seafood and a bottle of German white wine were mostly gone, and things were definitely perking up. Being young, Lexi had never run into the old maxim about oysters being an aphrodisiac, so when I made a crack about it, she didn't know what I was talking about. That led me to explain, which made me feel ancient. She looked amused at this quaint piece of trivia, but then she laid her hand on my thigh and stroked slowly up and down, traveling from my knee all the way up until her pinky brushed my package. After a few back-and-forths that caused my cock to grow, Lexi leaned toward me.
"Maybe we should order some more," she murmured with a gleam in her eye. "You're gonna need them if we ever get somewhere besides tourist traps and bars!"
I leaned forward myself and kissed the side of her neck briefly, brushing a tendril of hair out of my way. My hand fell on her knee as I did that, and I returned her favor by trailing my fingertips up the inside of her thigh until they could go no further. Then I pulled my head back a little bit and looked her in the eye, my hand exerting firm pressure against her.
"All it takes is you, Lex...I meant it when I said how beautiful you are. And I'm sure I can find someplace that isn't so crowded so I can see what you have in mind!"
Lexi sat back, a pleased look on her face once more. I reluctantly took my hand from her leg and sat back myself. She looked so composed and lovely that I sat there frankly admiring her from booted feet to softly illuminated light brown hair. She crossed her legs composedly.
"Maybe you'd better get the check, then?" she suggested.
The car was only a half-mile away, and when we reached street level, she clung to my arm once more as we walked side by side. There was no place private along the busy streets, but when we reached Trinity church, the old-fashioned street lights were on and their glow was filtered by the remaining leaves on the trees around the plaza. With a laugh, Lexi pulled me from the sidewalk onto the expanse of grass in the middle of the block.
"Where are you taking me, woman?" I demanded in an aggrieved voice.
