He only meant to distract her, to keep her from asking questions. He had no intention of letting matters get out of hand. The problem was that he was never successful at keeping himself under control when it came to her. He should have known that beforehand. He should have known that the moment she would start kissing him back, all traces of rational thought would leave him. Her arms were currently tied around his neck and her mouth was kissing him with more passion than he had anticipated. Her tongue began to stroke his and he found himself incapable of holding back or taking things slow.
Without warning, he got up and pinned her against the counter. His mouth was hot against hers and his hands roamed her sides before they slid around her back. She gasped against his mouth when he began biting her lips and she buried her fingers into his hair. When they pulled back, they were both panting hard as if they had run a long distance.
Alec wanted to put an end to it then. He did not want to rush things for her sake, but there was a look in her eyes that told him that she did not want him to stop. He thought he was imagining it. He firmly believed that it was only wishful thinking on his part. It was why he found himself at loss for words when her shaking hands began unbuttoning his shirt. He could not say anything as he watched her release one button after another until she undid the last one. She slid it down his arms slowly before she began working on unbuckling his belt. It was then that he came back to his senses. He gently placed a hand on hers to keep her from going any further and demanded her attention by lifting her chin, so her eyes met his.
“Are you sure?” He asked in a shaky voice.
“Yes,” she whispered.
Alec slowly spun her around, pushed her soft dark locks to the side and began kissing her neck. His hands slid the thin straps of her dress down her shoulders before they felt their way to the side to undo the zipper and take her dress off. It took him a couple of tries before he put a little bit of force into it and tore it off. He slid it down, forced it over her hips until it slipped to the floor with ease. His hands felt their way back up again until they settled on her bare waist.
His breath came out hot against her neck as he whispered, “I want you…so bad.”
His mouth continued to nibble on her neck as he kept her trapped in his hold. He could hear and feel her breathing heavily as his hand slid from her waist, over her chest and up to the sides of her face. He held it gently and turned it towards him so he could kiss her. It frustrated her to no end to find herself pinned to the counter without being able to see him or even touch and kiss him properly. His bare chest was warm against her bare back. His arm was wrapped tightly around her tiny waist. His mouth was savagely devouring hers while his hand kept her chin in a firm hold. To have him rob her of control like that pushed her over the edge. Every time she struggled to break free, he bit her lip to discourage her.
Eventually, she managed to weaken his hold on her and to turn around so she could kiss him properly. Her hands fumbled blindly with his belt as her tongue sought his with the same carnal desire he showed her. The moment she got his belt off, Alec picked her up, had her wrap her legs around him and carried her to his room. He placed her down on his bed and laid on top of her before he claimed her lips once more. She felt so nice against him that he barely kept himself from groaning. His mouth kissed a trail down from her lips to her neck until he reached her breasts. He pulled back then, reached for the clasps behind her back and undid them with ease. His hands slowly removed her black strapless bra before he allowed his eyes to feast on the sight of her.
She was beautiful, much more beautiful than he had imagined in all of his erotic fantasies. His eyes swept over her slowly as he tried to burn every sensation the mere sight of her evoked into his mind. He wanted to run his fingers through her dark soft locks and bury his head into the crook of her neck so he could inhale her sweet scent. He wanted to ravish those swollen luscious lips, taste the sweet crevasse of her mouth and savor every moan and every sigh. He wanted to take those rosy nipples into his mouth and suck on them until she ached with the need for release. He wanted to trace his fingers over the soft skin of her inner thighs all the way to her center. He wanted to hear her scream, beg and moan his name as he stroked the heat inside her until she came apart beneath him.
She saw none of that in his eyes because she felt insecure. He could tell. The look in her eyes showed him how vulnerable she felt lying naked underneath him. There were barely noticeable traces of what seemed like burn marks on her abdomen. The faint circular patterns underneath her right shoulder were eerily reminiscent of his very own. A small scar lay further down right above the waistline of her dark lace panties.
Alec realized the extent of her insecurity when she tried to cover her chest with her arms. He gently pried her arms away, pinned them against the bed before he gazed deep into her eyes.
“Don’t hide yourself from me,” he spoke in a whisper. “Never hide yourself from me.”
His mouth savagely claimed hers once more before he tore his lips from hers and sought her ear. She could feel his hot ragged breathing against her neck as his hands began caressing her sides. One hand eventually settled on her breasts, cupped one mound and began rubbing the nipple to hardness. His thumb began to stroke her gently at first, but as he began whispering what he wanted to do to her against her ear, his strokes became more fervent. Lesly bit down on her lip the entire time, struggling to keep herself from moaning as he continued talking to her.
“I wanna kiss every inch of you.” His hand travelled further down to rest between her legs.
“I wanna know what you taste like,” he whispered gruffly against her ear as his fingers began to caress her lightly over the thin moist fabric of her lace panties.
She tried to draw him to her, to hold his face in her hands and stare deep into his eyes as she told him what he meant to her, but her attempts only got him to pin her arms to the bed which made her whimper in protest. Her whimpers turned to sighs as his mouth kissed her shoulder next before it traced its way to the valley between her breasts. Her gasp came out loud when he took one nipple into his mouth and began to suckle. His teeth grazed the sensitive skin as his tongue continued to rub against the hardened nub. Her back arched to meet his hot mouth and her moans of pleasure told him that she wanted more. He took his time with her breasts. His hands finally released hers and began to explore her naked body erotically as his tongue continued its sensual assault on her areolas. His teeth grazed her delicate nipples playfully and had her silently begging him for more.
Her fingers were laced into his hair as he continued to kiss his way further downward. He pulled back, stared into her misty eyes and kept his piercing blue ones locked with hers as he gently removed her black lace panties. Then he kneeled down and began placing hot wet kisses on the inside of her thigh. He had one intention and one intention only and he knew from the way she responded when he got close to the object of his desire that she was aware of it too.
Her loud moan interrupted her request when she felt his mouth against her. His tongue stroked her. His teeth grazed her sensitive insides. The things he did to her almost made her go mad. Her hands gripped the sheets underneath her as she felt herself growing more wet with every stroke of his tongue. He built her up to a point of no return only to leave her a moment later. She knew when she saw the look in his eyes when he pulled away that he wanted to savor the moment.
She pulled him up to her, covered his mouth with hers and would have made love to him with her tongue if she hadn’t cried out in pleasure against him. His fingers had entered her and began rubbing her wet folds. His mouth took full possession of hers and allowed his tongue to mimic what his fingers were doing to her down there. It was all too much. She was close to becoming undone. He must have felt it too because he pulled away from her mouth and kept his eyes focused on her as his fingers continued to pump in and out of her.
He wanted to watch her as she came. She knew that. She cupped the sides of his face and tried to talk to him.
“It’s okay, baby,” he whispered. “Let it happen.”
She climaxed almost immediately and felt the ripples of pleasure overwhelm her. Her eyes were shut as they consumed her, and she found herself incapable of doing anything but try to bring her breathing under control. Lesly felt his fingers leaving her soaked folds a moment later. When she opened her eyes, she found him licking the very same fingers that were inside her in the most erotic manner ever. His lustful gaze was locked with hers the entire time.
Lesly pushed him on his back and kissed him with so much fervor that he could not help but groan. She bit his lip, sucked on it and drove him insane with her tongue. She caressed his hard chest next and made certain to kiss every scar he had. Her kisses were tender now and the way she looked at him as she caressed the marks left by his injuries, old and new, told him how much she cared about him.
Alec could sense a hint of reluctance as she laid her hands on his waist and knew that she was anxious. He laid a hand on hers and spoke to her in a hoarse voice.
“You don’t have to.”
“I want to,” she whispered back before she removed his boxers.
She held him, stroked him, caressed him until he could not take it anymore.
He pushed her on her back and kissed her long and hard. His voice shook when he pulled away to ask her once more.
“Are you absolutely certain?”
“Yes,” She whispered back; her fingers were buried in his hair.
Alec pulled the drawer on the side of the bed open, took a packet, and once he was ready, he nudged her thighs apart and entered her slowly. He felt her grow tense instantly. Her eyes were shut, and her hands had a death grip on the sheets beneath. He immediately realized what was happening and tried to talk to her.
“Are you okay?”
“We can stop.”
“No, keep going.”
“Sweetheart, we don’t have to…”
“I’m fine,” she said in a low shaky voice.
Alec stroked the side of her face and tried speaking to her one more time.
“Look at me.”
She didn’t, so he pleaded with her again, “Sweetheart, look at me.”
Lesly slowly opened her eyes and stared deep into his.
“It’s me,” he whispered. “I’d never hurt you. You know that.”
“I know,” she spoke softly as she threaded her fingers into his hair.
He kissed her tenderly and felt her gradually relax against him. She began to hold on to him and to kiss him back. He slowly began moving in and out of her. His hand went between their bodies to stroke her. She began panting heavily as she felt herself getting close to becoming undone again. Her legs wrapped around him. Her fingers dug into his shoulders. Alec felt her closing in around him and knew she was close. Her loud cry as she found release triggered his climax and he joined her a few seconds later. His body collapsed on top of her and felt her wrap her arms around his neck.
For a minute, neither said a word to the other. He rolled on his side, drew her close to him and kept her in his embrace as he stroked her arm. She fell asleep a moment later and he joined her shortly afterwards.
When Alec woke up in the middle of the night, Lesly was gone. He felt her side of the bed and found it cold. She must have left a while ago. His hand blindly tried to search for the light switch as his mind began looking for one explanation after another as to why she was not next to him.
Had she perhaps gone back to her room? Did she find lying next to him unbearable? Did she believe she had made a mistake by sleeping with him too soon? Did she regret everything already?
Alec turned the light switch on and examined his surroundings. The door to his room was slightly open. The clothes he had on earlier were folded and placed on one of the chairs in his bedroom. Other than that, nothing else seemed to be out of the ordinary.
He got up, put on a pair of cotton shorts and went into the living room with the intention to look for her. He was about to walk down the hallway so he could take a look at her room when a delightful scent tickled his senses. It took him a moment to realize what was happening.
Good God she was baking!
Alec hastily walked towards the kitchen and was dumbstricken by what he saw. Nothing Michaela had said prepared him for the scene that greeted him. There was a mountain of dishes in the sink, measuring cups scattered over the counter, two large bowls filled with batter and trays of baked muffins over the stove. The woman was about to bake enough muffins to feed an army!
Lesly was totally oblivious to his presence. She was occupied with sliding another tray of muffins into the oven. Her short shorts as she bent to get the task done left little to the imagination.
Alec carefully walked into the kitchen and tried to speak gently so as not to startle her.
“Lesly, what are you doing?”
She was startled despite his efforts. She turned around and found him standing at the entrance to the kitchen with a concerned look on his face. Confused, she blinked a couple of times and then spoke to him.
“Uh-huh,” he said as he took a couple of steps towards her. “Are you okay?”
She stared at him for a moment before she turned around to direct her attention back to the task at hand. She reached for a bag of chocolate chips and snipped it with a pair of scissors before she dumped its contents into one of the bowls on the marble counter. Alec could not help but watch her silently as his mind struggled with one possibility after another that could help explain her behavior. None of the possibilities his brain suggested made him feel at ease. There was only one thing he could do to keep the situation from escalating.
He walked closer to her, held her arm and gently turned her around so that she was facing him.
“Sweetheart, please talk to me,” he pleaded.
“What do you want me to say?”
“Tell me what’s bothering you.”
Her expression was unreadable, but he could see that something was wrong.
“Was it something I did?” He inquired gently.
“Did I hurt you?”
“Sweetheart, I’m getting worried here,” he said with a nervous smile.
Lesly cast her eyes down and tried to answer him. Her voice was low as she spoke to him.
“It’s not you.”
Alec hoped that she would explain, but she would not say anything beyond the words she just spoke. Anxious and worried, he lifted her chin up and tried to get her to look at him.
“What is it then?”
“It’s nothing you should worry about,” she whispered.
“Baby, I can’t help but feel worried when you’re acting like this.”
“I’ll be fine. I’m just trying to sort through something,” she said in an attempt to reassure him, but she could see that he was getting more concerned with every passing second. His next question proved it.
“Do you…regret it?” He asked hesitantly.
“No, no, not at all.” She shook her head emphatically. “Let it go, Alec. It’s not something I can say to you anyways.”
“Do you trust me?” He inquired stubbornly, unwilling to let the matter go.
“Then you can tell me.”
Lesly looked at his eyes for a moment and wondered what he was going to think of her if she told him. Letting someone in on her darkest insecurity was not something she was able to ever do. Even Michaela did not know, but at the moment, she felt that she could trust him completely. He had already seen her in her most vulnerable state. She could reveal one more secret to him. He would never use it against her.
“Was I…,” Lesly struggled to phrase her question. She shut her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried again. “Was it great for you too?”
Alec realized instantly what she was afraid of. He tried to answer her, but no words came to him as he stared into her expectant eyes. The only thing he found himself capable of doing, was cradling her face in his hands and kissing her tenderly so as to tell her without words what this night meant to him.
When he pulled back, he whispered against her lips, “Does this answer your question?”
He could see the traces of a blush on her face as she smiled at him before she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. Things turned carnal in an instant and he found himself wanting her again.
“How long are those muffins gonna take in the oven?” He whispered between kisses.
“About twenty-five minuets,” she said breathlessly.
“That’s more than enough,” he responded before he lifted her up and carried her back to his bed.
I'll let you be the judge on whether you liked this chapter or whether it would have been better if I brushed over the encounter in a paragraph or two before continuing the story.
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