Neo traced her lips and Lexi’s eyes rolled back in her head. His touch was intoxicating and addicting. She had lost track of time since she was last with him. The bad incident was in there somewhere but she had easily discarded those memories as desire for him rose. Lexi hadn’t realized it, but when she had said she would forgive him, she was acting on the addiction that was Neo. Perhaps it was part of his skill as alchemist or maybe it was just that he had that special something that made ladies’ men the irresistible devils they were, but he had it in spades. Lexi didn’t analyze it too far beyond knowing that she wanted him.<br/><br/>Her eyes were already heavily glazed with desire when he ripped the spoiled top from her and sat admiring her bra. His kiss drove any common sense away and she reached for him. The sofa was large and leather which made for a sensual lover’s platform. She pulled the large back cushions off the couch and tossed them to the floor to make more room.<br/><br/>Fingers flying, she yanked on the buttons that held his shirt closed, popping off one before she managed to unfasten the rest. All the fear of the curse, all the uncertainty of the future fled with that kiss. All that was here was right now, Neo with his hands on her body. She felt she could live like this forever, suspended in time with the man who was the consummate lover.<br/><br/>Her hands found his chest, warm and solid where his pecs were adorned by brown nipples that responded to the slightest touch of her fingers. Looking into his eyes, she saw fire burning there and everyone knew that Lexi liked to play with fire.