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Happy New Years everybody! So this one is a continuation to Chapter 6 - Lace. A few of you wanted to see that one continued so I wrote this short as a bit of a sequel. If you remember what happened in that chapter you have a bit of an idea what this one will be like ;)

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"Adrian," Sydney whispers breathlessly.

She's straddling my hips, leaning forward to kiss my chest. It feels too good and the fact that I can see straight down her... lingerie... is only adding to my sensory overload. I need to calm down or tonight's going to get a lot less fun really fast.

I flip her onto her back, taking control of the situation. I kiss her roughly, loving the way she sighs into my mouth. My hands graze her sides, pushing up the see through black lace.

Oh god, even Jailbait's photo didn't do this garment justice. When Sydney first walked into the bedroom wearing it I nearly passed out. I mean, Adrian Ivashkov has seen his share of sexy lingerie, but seeing Sydney wearing it was something else entirely. She'd demonstrated a confidence that she didn't always show when it came to her sexuality and pushed me down on the bed, climbing on top of me.

I'd closed my eyes, letting her run the show for a little while, but I have to take control back now if I want it to last more than fifteen seconds. She has a power over me most other women don't. No other women, in fact.

I run my hand across her flat abdomen, up over her ribs. I hesitate, unsure if I want to push the thin black fabric out of my way, or leave it. I leave it, for now, bunched over her ribs, my hands wandering back down to her hips.

"Adrian," Sydney whimpers my name again and it's like electric shocks running through my veins. I love it when she's all needy like this. I look up to see her watching me, her chest heaving. I kiss her belly button, letting my tongue dip inside. Her hips buck slightly as she smiles down at me, biting her lip, the look in her eyes daring me touch her.

I love her like this. All wild and free. Who would have known my beautiful, repressed Alchemist could be such a sex kitten in bed? Well, I sort of always assumed she'd be fantastic. She's so damned feisty all the time, it had to spill over into the bedroom.

I kiss her stomach one last time before dipping my head lower...

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I woke up with a jolt, hot sweat dripping down my back. I was still breathing heavily from all the excitement.

Not my excitement, of course, but Adrian's.

Sydney's little birthday present had clearly gone over well. Not for the first time tonight, I regretted suggesting Sydney get lingerie for Adrian's birthday gift. I really, really wished I hadn't seen that. Voyeurism was totally not my thing.

Serves me right for going to bed early on a Saturday night, I thought.

The bond was always harder to block when I was sleeping. I'd wanted to stay up, wait for them to fall asleep before me, but I'd passed out due to sheer boredom.

I picked up my phone and checked the time. 10:30pm. They'd be at it for a while still, judging by what they were doing just a minute ago. I had two choices as far as I could see. One, turn on the TV and wait them out, or two, get dressed and find something to do. It was only 10:30pm, after all. And I did have all of this pent up adrenaline from all of Adrian's birthday activities...

I smiled to myself, thumbing through my contact list.

Maybe Eddie was still up.