FATED (13 page)

Nineteen

I had never felt so wired i
n my life as we entered Alex’s apartment. He closed the door behind us and for a split second I felt like running. Such was the feeling of utter panic rising inside of me. He was looking at me with that same feral, wild look, that his eyes took on and his whole stance had changed. I felt like his prey.

‘Breathe, Frankie, just breathe. Nothing will happen here tonight, that you don’t want. But you do need to relax.’

He moved towards what I could only believe must be his bedroom. He stopped in the doorway and held out his hand to me.

‘Come.’

I only hesitated slightly and then found myself moving towards him. I slipped my, what seemed like tiny hand into his massive one and he walked us into the bedroom. The room was in semi darkness.

He held me to him briefly and then raised his left hand to cup the back of my neck whilst he placed feather like kisses onto and around my lips. His mouth left my mine and started to travel down and over my jaw line. He kissed and licked from the lobe of one ear all the way around to the other. His hand never left the nape of my neck. His fingers gently pressed into my hot skin.

My body felt like it was on fire, if he could do this to me by just placing his lips on me, what the hell else was going to happen tonight?

‘I’m going to undress you now, baby and I am only going to ask once if that’s OK with you.’

I nodded at him.

‘Uh uh... I need the words, baby,’ he resumed kissing my neck now and my heart was pounding so hard, I felt like it would leave my body. I couldn’t even think straight, let alone speak.

He stopped suddenly. My neck felt bereft.

‘Words, Frankie.’

‘Yes, yes its fine, take all my bloody clothes off, I don’t care, just carry on kissing me.’

The laugh that reverberated from him was one of the most joyful sounds I had ever heard.

‘Arms up.’ I lifted my arms on his command. He lifted off JJ’s rugby shirt.

Suddenly I felt dirty, dirty that he was taking off the same clothes as I had been wearing yesterday.

‘I haven’t showered,’ fell out of my mouth.

‘And. You. Think. I. Care. Because?’ He asked me this in between resuming the kisses to my neck, and now across the tops of each shoulder.

‘You need to stop thinking, baby,’ his voice was becoming even deeper.

I was beginning to shake in his arms now; the backs of my knees were starting to give way. Alex backed me slowly towards his bed and gently lowered me onto it. He stood up slowly and just stood there gazing at me, whilst relieving me of my jeans.

‘Commando, Miss. Jones? I am impressed.’

‘Yes some man stole my knickers last night,’ I smiled up at him watching, as he lifted his T-shirt off and away from his fantastically hard body, I could just make out some
bruising, probably from the rugby game. Was it only yesterday? I couldn’t think any more. I watched as still in his jeans he bent down to pick up one of my feet.

He kissed each toe slowly and torturously on both of my feet, sucked each one individually into his mouth and ran his tongue in between each of my toes. The warmth of his mouth creating a flood from my pussy that felt like a running river.

Shit he was totally out of my league. If he could do this to me by sucking my toes, I would spontaneously combust before he even got up to my pussy or my nipples.

He kissed up each leg, stopping to pay a ridiculous amount of attention to the soft spots behind my knees. I was panting now, long drawn out pants. I was so turned on.

‘Please,’ fell from my lips.

‘Please what?’ His eyes met mine.

‘I need you, and I need you now.’

‘Where do you need me, baby?’ His voice was so calm and in control.

Just then he slowly crawled up my body; I opened my eyes to find him inhaling from my pussy.  I could feel his breath there as he questioned me.

‘Do you need me here?’

He left my pussy, without me having answered and continued to lick up and over my stomach. My head, that had left the pillow to look at him, fell back with a thump and a moan escaped my lips.

‘I don’t know... I just know I need you.’

That bloody talented tongue of his, had found its way to the underside of my breasts and he was thoroughly enjoying running his hot, wet tongue around and around my nipples, but just not quite managing to touch where I needed him to be.

‘I have been waiting so long, baby, to hear that you need me.’

He suddenly sucked my left nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicking it quickly. But it wasn’t enough. My back had risen up and was arched just trying to find his jean clad erection. I needed some resistance against my clit and I was seeking it wildly, almost moving my hips around in circles. I realised I was following the rhythm he was creating with his tongue on my nipple.

Alex swapped nipples, sucking up my right one so quickly into his mouth I almost screamed out loud, such was the relief. He leant his body weight onto his right arm, and his left arm found its way down to where I desperately needed it to be.

‘Oh my God...Alex.’

‘You are so wet, baby.’

He was trailing his index finger through my folds and moving it over my anus and back up to my clit. It only took the pressure of his thumb on my clit and I began to fall apart. I squeezed my eyes together hard, trying to shut out the blinding white light that threatened to engulf me. My hands reached for my nipples and gently squeezed the tight buds. Wave after wave rolled over and over. Just when I was beginning to relax and feel my orgasm ending Alex moved suddenly. He went down, separating my legs and hoisting them over each of his shoulders. His mouth moved immediately to my pussy and he began to lap at me, sucking and probing. The orgasm that was fading away, suddenly leapt to life once again and I screamed his name, both of my hands now holding onto his head like my life depended on it.

Just when I felt I couldn’t take anymore, I was that sensitive, his face appeared wearing a huge grin and wiping the back of his hand over his mouth.

I felt horrified.

‘You taste divine, baby. In fact possibly the best fucking meal I have ever had, so wipe that look off your face. This,’ he blew on my clit as he spoke, ‘from now on, will become one of my favourite places to be.’

Alex crawled up my body and pressed his mouth to mine. I had always thought the taste of me would be disgusting, but sharing it with him was so natural. Our tongues began to explore each other once again.

Just from him kissing me again my desire ramped. I found my hands running down his muscular back, feeling every piece of hard muscle and sinew I could.

He continued to kiss me, but I could hear his groans as I ran my nails over his shoulder blades. It felt almost heady realising in my inexperience that I could pull these sounds out of him. I pushed down towards the waistband of his jeans. Trying to divide us slightly to undo them and expose him.

He had felt huge before, but so far after all we had done, I still hadn’t laid eyes on him and I had to admit I was beginning to feel a little desperate, even after two mind blowing orgasms. My pussy was soaked again and my clit was throbbing.

‘I want these off,’ I managed to get out.

With one swift movement, he broke away from me and stood at the end of the bed. His eyes captured mine as he all too slowly undid the top button, and then the next. Finally he pushed them over that well defined arse, which right now I wanted to bite. His cock was exposed almost all at once and I felt myself take in a deep breath. He was a sight to
behold; his cock was large and completely engorged. It went well with the rest of his well-defined body.

As Alex moved a step towards me his large cock bobbed. He crawled back up the bed to one side of me now.

‘Just getting a condom, baby.’

Whilst he stretched over me I couldn’t help myself and shimmied down a little. I just needed a taste of him.

‘Don’t!’ I heard the command, but couldn’t stop myself, my need was too great.

I opened my mouth wide and took in his large crown; I dubiously ran my tongue around the hot, smooth skin. He tasted so male and so Alex, obviously the cologne was also a body wash. Yummy.

‘Enough, I want to cum in you and with you, not in your mouth this time.’

He rolled on the condom with an expert hand; just watching him roll it down his length was enough to have my pussy flooding again. He ran his fingers through my folds and closed his eyes, bringing his wet fingers up to coat his cock.

‘So wet, Frankie, so goddamn wet. I love the way your body responds to me.’

After positioning himself above me for a few seconds, slowly the crown of his cock began to penetrate me. My pussy was on fire with need. But I now had the glorious feeling of being stretched beyond capacity, even if it was also slightly painful. After a final push all the way in, he slowed and stopped, his mouth regaining its previous hold on my nipple as one arm came under me to lift me off the bed.

‘ALEX...ALEX I need you to move, this is killing me!’

With a noise of almost victory, he lowered me back down to the bed and began to rock in and out of me, rubbing my clit with every out movement. The pain had left me now as he quite obviously knew it would. I could feel my body climbing higher and higher as I grabbed hold of him tightly.

I looked into his eyes, just as I exploded with a force I had never felt before. Electric shocks travelled up and down every part of my body.

‘Oh God...Yes...Yes!’

My explosion made the walls of my pussy clamp tightly together. As they contracted again and again he came almost immediately after me. I watched in complete awe as the beautiful man above me called out my name time after time. He rolled suddenly and pulled me on top of him. Tears fell down my face and onto his chest, to join the beads of sweat on him already. With a sure hand he removed the condom and dropped it to the floor.

‘Holy hell, what you do to me, baby... sleep now, it’s way past late.’ His speech was so quiet it was almost a whisper. With that he kissed the top of my head and wrapped his arms around me tightly. 

The sound of the rain awoke me the next morning. One of the many things I loved was the warmth and comfort of being in bed, whilst watching the rain hit the panes of glass outside.  This feeling washed over me. The bed was beyond comfortable and huge. It took me all of a minute to realise exactly where I was. My body felt used and achy in places I had never ached before. Stretching my arms out wide over the blue sheets, it became very quickly apparent that I was alone, and even quicker panic engulfed me. Clutching one of the sheets to my bare chest I sat up suddenly.

Where is he? Has he had what he wanted from me, and I’ve been discarded?

Closing my eyes, I lay back down on the bed. It didn’t feel anywhere near as warm and cosy now. I started to listen, in case I could hear him in the apartment anywhere. But unfortunately I could hear nothing over the rain.

Stop it Frankie, you’re over thinking.
But the truth was, I was shit at relationships, I didn’t know anything about one night stands.

Is that what this is/was?
I felt it was so much more. I must be more naive than I thought.

I decided it was flight time.

I jumped out of bed quickly and started to rummage around the floor looking for my few items of clothing. This seemed to be becoming a habit, me picking up JJ’s rugby shirt off one of Alex’s floors.

Just then I heard a loud ‘Huh hmm’ from behind me. I span around so quickly, in shock that I ended up on my arse. My limbs where in a tangle, and I held my few retrieved items of clothing.

But it was so worth it. My gaze lifted and found the absolutely captivating vision of Alex, leaning on the open doorframe to his bedroom. Hands tucked under his armpits and arms crossed over his chest. His sheer physicality took over the whole of the doorway. He was wearing the most gorgeous smile, full blown dimples in each cheek. His hair was messed up and very slightly damp. His eyes sparkled with their emerald green; once again I could not tear my eyes away.

Jesus Christ have I got this bad!

‘Frankie, you look like an excerpt from Bambi, you OK?’ He couldn’t keep his amusement from covering the whole of his face. I smiled back. He started to make his way towards me. He was only wearing black gym shorts, and his body seemed to be glistening. Obviously, he had been working out.

No shit Sherlock?

Alex’s bedroom was large, and it took him a few steps to get over to me. Giving me the extra gawping time I needed just to appreciate this man. I expelled a small sigh and became conscious that the wonderful achy parts of my body, which I felt when I woke up, had once again become alive and were now throbbing with the need of him.

I accepted the out stretched hand he had offered to me. He pulled me up and straight, flush with his body. His hands went around and cupped each of my bum cheeks. I had the feeling of being right where I was meant to be, like I belonged with him and to him. My soft curves seemed to fit exactly against his large, hard frame. He buried his head into the crook of my neck and inhaled deeply.

‘I was just checking on Nathan. Sorry you woke up without me being here. I had already checked on you a couple of times. You were fast asleep, in my bed... I liked it, seeing you there.’ He removed his head from my shoulder now. Bending his knees somewhat so our eyes were at the same level and resting our foreheads together.  ‘Why were you getting your clothes together?’ he asked.

I smacked my lips, and sucked in my bottom lip. I was just trying to think of an answer, that wouldn’t make me sound like a childish, insecure wreck.

‘Oh, I was thinking that I needed a shower, just picking up my clothes on the way and tidying up.’ His eyes continued to seek out the truth in mine.

‘Yeah, of course you were? Now, the truth?’ He nodded slightly in encouragement.

‘Oh... you weren’t here and... well I just thought that perhaps that was deliberate. Perhaps we had done what you needed from me and it was time for me to leave?’ Alex’s face changed; his jaw was tensing in front of my eyes and the amber flecks had started to make a reappearance. I could clearly see he was not happy with my answer. He didn’t push me away though, which had to be a good sign I thought.

‘Right number one, I don’t bring women back here. This is my space and I choose carefully who I invite into it.’