A/N Well, how about this chapter? Do you still think Lex is so amazing with giving Chloe a chance to have a future?
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Part 4
The end of the week was coming and Chloe had a very hard time dealing with it. She was scared of that new life awaiting her. Scared of coming back to Metropolis. She knew Lex made sure no one would ever bother her again, but still, she had difficulties with just letting go and making that one huge step into the future.
She would come back to her family town, go to college, hopefully get an internship at the Daily Planet… and she would be all alone in this.
She hated herself for growing attached to Lex. She kept telling herself it had nothing to with him alone, she’d just bonded to him, because she’d been all alone and he’d helped her out. In such situations it was dangerously easy to mistake that for real feelings. She might be a little confused of what she felt towards him now, but that was certainly only an illusion, a fluke, the unavoidable result of them spending so much time together and having so much sex. At least, that was what she was telling herself.
“What are you thinking about?” Lex asked as they were strolling in the Gotham park.
It was daytime and it was the brightest part of the city, so there was no danger of Chloe running into anyone that might want to hurt her. And even if, Lex was carrying a gun.
“Just life… where I’ve been… where I am now… what is to come…” She shrugged.
Lex was eying her with ambiguous expression on his face. It was something between sadness and happiness.
Then, he did something that stirred Chloe and made her feel butterflies in her stomach.
He took her hand in his and they kept going on like that.
It was just a simple, idle touch, nothing as powerful as having sex, but still, it felt significant, special.
Chloe saddened as well. She really didn’t want to let Lex go, but what other choice she had? She couldn’t have possibly fallen for him, could she…?
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When they got back to the hotel, Lex took her face in his hands and looked her deeply in the eyes. There was no joy, only that strange sorrow. The same she felt right now. They seemed to need each other, but none of them actually voiced their desires.
Lex kissed her with no words. Then stripped her gently, caressing and kissing her whole body.
It felt final. It felt like it was the last time.
Chloe didn’t really understand it, but she could feel it. They still had two days ahead of them, but this… she knew it was their last time.
He entered her and she took him all in, placing her arms around him, sliding them down his back, cupping his buttocks and lifting her legs to put them around his waist.
They made love to each other. Wanted to feel each other when they still could.
This time it was bittersweet, gentler than all that previous fucking. Their bodies moving in well established rhythm, slowly building to imminent climax.
They didn’t rush, they wanted to enjoy it, to make it last.
But they finally had to come, it was inevitable.
So Chloe’s back arched, her nails dug into the skin on Lex’s, and her channel contracted around him, milking him.
Then, they just laid side by side, looking up at the ceiling. None of them speaking.
After few minutes Chloe felt like she needed to tell him something. Something he didn’t know, but should. The real reason.
“Lex…” she started, her voice a little hoarse. “I want you to know…” She bit her lower lip in fear of what was to come.
“What is it?” he prompted, but they still didn’t look at each other.
“I… I want you to know why I wanted to have sex with you so much after the first time,” she said, swallowing a gulp that was forming in her throat.
“Why?” he just asked, scared of the answer. Had he hurt her? Was he, after all, just another jackass who’d used her?
“I… I never actually came in my life before that night… with you…” she finally uttered, her voice barely heard, but he did hear it anyway.
He didn’t answer at first, digesting that information. Wondering if he should just find all the bastards that had used his poor Chloe… wait, not his, she was never his. He wanted to kill them all, to hurt them. On the other side he felt kind of exhilarated to hear that. He was the only one who’d ever brought her to climax. And he’d succeeded every single time.
“I’m sorry,” he finally said, turning his head aside to look at her.
She turned to him, too.
“Are you ok with it?”
“I wouldn’t be if I didn’t make you come,” he said. “I feel… I feel sorry for you, Chloe. It pains me to think of what you’ve been through.”
“It’s ok, it wasn’t your fault. I just wanted to make it clear that…” she stopped for a moment, “that it was never about giving you something back. I enjoyed it. You’ve given me the greatest pleasure. Thank you.”
“I’m still sorry. If I used you… even if I gave you…”
“You didn’t use me, Lex. You actually gave me the best week of my life. Thank you,” she repeated.
He didn’t say anything to that. They both felt weird. They both seemed to recognize the doom that seemed to be hanging in the air.
Then, Lex just spooned her from behind and Chloe, to her astonishment as it was the middle of the day, feel asleep pretty quickly.
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When she woke up, she felt cold.
She was the only one in bed, she could feel it even without opening her eyes. Lex was not there. The heat usually radiating from his body, gone.
She turned to check the clock and there it was, the piece of paper on his pillow.
Chloe seemed to know what it said. She could feel it coming from the day before.
There was something more than just physical attraction between them, but they were both scared of taking action.
And what kind of a man would want such a woman like her? She didn’t have a college degree, she might’ve not officially been a hooker, but she’d sold her body on occasion in the past. And she’d just confessed to Lex that he’d been the only man ever, who’d been diligent enough to actually bring her to climax.
She scared him off. She was too much to handle. She would only complicate his life.
She took the sheet of paper with her trembling hands and read it.
Sorry, I have an emergency business meeting in Europe. Have to go right away.
Don’t worry, I left you money on the table and my private jet is waiting for you on the roof. It’ll take you to Metropolis.
LL
The last words were soon deformed as Chloe’s tears fell on the paper.
She’d known he would leave. She’d just hoped he wouldn’t lie to her.
She also knew there was no meeting in Europe. Lex had either come back to Metropolis without her or moved to some other room.
Chloe allowed herself only for ten minutes of feeling sorry for herself and crying.
Lex actually left a huge hole in her heart and if that wasn’t real then she didn’t know what was. She’d tried to believe that it was all just an illusion, but she knew deep down in her heart that it was all real.
She got out of bed, took a shower and, as she started packing all her new clothes that Lex had given her to a brand new bag, she thought that maybe he was feeling the same right now? Maybe he realized that living was wrong? Maybe he realized he loved her, too?
Chloe didn’t believe in fairytales, but she allowed herself to have hope. Till the sunset. Then, if he didn’t come back, she would leave.
She cried at that time, realizing that she must’ve been only a body to fuck for him. She must’ve made him feel guilty with her confession. Maybe he’d been just skilful and he hadn’t intended on giving her the best sex in her life.
He didn’t love her. He didn’t care. He just wanted to do one good thing, so the guilt, that he’d been having from all the bad, lessened a bit.
Chloe left the penthouse.
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