The Yes Girl

by Michelle Maris

  I flash a look at Alexandra, “Funny; you’re a very amusing girl. Are you enjoying my little predicament?”

  Alexandra looks at Debbie then to me. “It’s entertaining but not much of a predicament… she seems easy, a sure thing.” Alexandra whispers for only me to hear.

  “Again hilarious…” I drain the scotch left in my glass.

  I turn back towards my date as she tries to order another drink. I look at the bartender and give the universal sign for cut off. “Deb, wait for me in the lobby.” I keep my voice low and steady, but the look on my face must speak volumes. I don’t want my date making a scene, but I won’t accept her piss poor behavior.

  She snaps a look at Alexandra then turns and stomps out of the bar.

  “Will your girlfriend be okay?” Alexandra asks as my date stumbles into the lobby.

  “She’s not my girlfriend, and I apologize for her rudeness. My choice of date is in bad taste.” I stand and look back at the mess that waits for me in the lobby.

  “No need to apologize. She’s apparently intoxicated; I’m sure she’s lovely when she’s sober.” Alexandra reaches her hand out. “I enjoyed our chat. You made my night a little more tolerable.”

  Alexandra’s hand hangs in limbo. “You are very kind and generous, but I have yet to see a better side of her. And I’m not leaving, she is.” I look around for the bartender.

  “Why ask her out?” Alexandra’s voice sounds curious, not judgmental.

  “Because unlike you I hate to be alone at a wedding. If single, weddings are a constant reminder you are alone. She was a last minute option.” Where is the bartender? I just saw him.

  “I understand completely. I think most people feel as you do. No one wants to be alone.” Alexandra looks down at her wine glass. She brings the last sip up to her mouth, gently places the glass on the bar and slides it away from her.

  “Alexandra, can you excuse me for a few minutes. Don’t go anywhere; I’ll be right back.” Finally, I see the bartender. I motion to him.

  Alexander turns back to look in the direction of her friend’s wedding. “I’ll be here.” She says then sighs.

  Finally, the bartender walks over. “Leaving?”

  “No, I’ll be right back. Can you get us another round?” I reach into my pocket for my wallet, “and this hundred dollar bill is for you. Make sure she doesn’t leave,” I point at Alexandra, “but don’t crowd her, just make sure she stays until I get back.”

  Her mouth opens. “I told you I am staying.” Alexandra sweetly reassures me.

  “I know. That’s just insurance.” I point to the hundred-dollar bill that the bartender shoves in his pocket.

  I walk away from the bar texting my driver who waits in the parking lot. I enter the lobby and see Deb slumped in a chair looking all pissed off. When I walk up to her, she immediately rips into me. I say nothing but I motion for her to follow me outside. Thankfully, as we step out my driver pulls up.

  Getting rid of my date was easier than I thought. I expected she’d make more of a scene. After she slurred a few expletives at me she jumped in the limo, and before she slammed the door, she yelled, “FUCK YOU, YOU ASSHOLE.” Not so bad.

  I walk back to the bar to find a man standing too close to Alexandra. As he leans down to say something in her ear, she leans back away from him putting her hands up in what little space he left between them. I calmly walk over though I feel like I want to tackle him to the ground.

  When only a few feet away, Alexandra looks over her shoulder towards me. Her face lights up, “Honey, there you are.”

  She stretches her arm out reaching for me. I move closer to her, as she moves her arm around me, I place my hand on her back. Her warm chocolate eyes look directly into mine.

  Being this close to Alexandra is exactly what I need. Though I don’t know her, I know I want to. I don’t wait for permission as I move my mouth over hers. At first, just our lips touch. She pulls back and looks at me. Then our lips touch again. The pace is slow, but only for a few kisses then it gains momentum. She opens her mouth to me, and our tongues move together.

  I could spend hours doing this, kissing Alexandra. I move my hand down her back, her bare skin warm and inviting. She glides her hand up to the exposed skin of my neck, and I hear a soft purr come from her as I draw her closer.

  She pulls her lips slightly away from mine. Her breathing hitches. Her eyes stare up at me.

  “He’s gone.” She says.

  “Who’s gone?” Absorbed in her kiss, I forget why we started kissing in the first place.

  “That drunk brute.” She points over my shoulder to space where the man stood before we started kissing.

  We gaze at each other as I try and gain my composure. Then she smiles. “I’d apologize for that, but I’m not sorry.” She swallows. “I have to admit that was nice, really nice.”

  I look down at her knowing that I shouldn’t say what I’m thinking, but I can’t stop myself. “Alexandra, when I was a kid I use to take the magnets off our refrigerator and hold two of them close enough to each other but never allowing them to touch. That feeling of an invisible pull the magnets had on each other fascinated me.”

  Without finishing my thought, Alexandra shakes her head.

  “I have a room here.” I add.

  Her eyes look away for a brief moment and then come back to mine. “Nick, I liked the kiss, and I feel that pull that you’re talking about but that doesn’t mean we should jump into bed with each other.” She shakes her head, as she seems to contemplate what I said.

  She didn’t slap me or say no right away which I’m grateful. I mentally back away just as she pulls me back in. “But that doesn’t mean that I don’t want to…” she takes a deep breath. “Or don’t need to.”

  “Alexandra, it’s obvious you are not the kind of girl that randomly sleeps with strangers, but this doesn’t have to be a one–night thing. I would love to be able to take you out on a real date, and get to know you.” I mean it. I don’t want this to be a one-time thing. “I don’t feel comfortable walking away from this bar and not seeing you again. I want to know every part of your body. I want to hear what you sound like when I make you come. I need to feel you from inside. I need to be that close to you.” I take the chance and put it all out there.

  She licks her lips, shakes her head and takes a sip of wine. After what feels like a very long pause Alexandra says, “Yes.”

  No words come from my lips, but I tilt my head in disbelief.

  “Yes, I’ll go up to your room with you, but I’d like to go slow if that’s okay? This is new for me. I’m afraid I might change my mind when we get to your room, and I don’t want you to think I’m a tease if I decide not to go through with it.”

  She is innocent, honest, and very nervous. All her emotions are out there for someone to cherish or to crush. “Slow it is, and I know we don’t know each other, but you can trust me. If you are uncomfortable, I will be happy just to hold you. We don’t even need to talk. But I need to be touching you even if it’s only with my arms around you.”

  She takes in a deep calming breath. “Oddly, I feel I can trust you.” Even though she spoke the words, I see in her eyes that she does trust me. “But I’ve been wrong before.”

  Unfortunately, she doesn’t trust herself.

  I take her hand as we stroll towards the elevator. It’s the first time I see her standing, she is tall for a woman. I am 6’3, and the top of her head reaches my chin. Looking at her, it is obvious that she takes excellent care of herself. Long waves of honey-colored hair cover most of her back. Her body curves in all the right places. She wears a silky plum-colored dress that hugs every one of those delicious curves. Her sensuality oozes from her naturally. She is stunning from head to toe; yet she seems oblivious.

  She is unaware of the men and women staring at her as we walk through the hotel lobby. “See I was right, you are universally good-looking.” She says as she looks to me.

  “Alexandra, I think they�
��re looking at you.” I bring her hand to my mouth and kiss the top of it. I release her hand and slide it to her lower back. “Come.” I escort her through the elevator doors.

  We stand in the back of the crowded elevator. Alexandra’s back is to my front. I wrap my arm around her waist, and she places her hand over mine. I sweep her hair back off her shoulder and breathe in her scent. It is a subtle sweet smell, like honey.

  She responds by leaning back into me a little more and reaching her other hand back rubbing the side of my leg. Being this close to her feels natural, and that fucking honey smell will make my dick explode before I am inside her. That’s if she even gives me the opportunity. This isn’t a sure thing, and quite honestly, I don’t give a fuck because the very fact that I’m touching her is enough for me.

  Finally, we reach my floor. We politely move past the other people in the elevator and step out in the hallway. I take her hand and make our way to my room. She waits behind me as I open the door. I step aside, and she walks past me, a shy smile stretches across her face. She steps into the room and glances around the room.

  “This is very nice.” She runs her hands down her dress. She turns around to face me, and takes in a deep breath and releases it in a calming exhale.

  I slowly close the space between us, and glide my hands over her neck to the sides of her face. “Are you okay with this?”

  She answers with a nod of her head and a bite of her lower lip.

  Within seconds our lips and tongues move together needing to devour every inch of each other’s skin. My hands glide over Alexandra's body slowly removing her dress up and off of her. She wears only her panties and high heels – no bra. I guess her dress didn’t allow for a bra, which you would have never known by looking at her.

  Her breasts are full, and her nipples taut. I cup her breast in my hand and bring my mouth over the nipple. Sucking and nibbling its firmness, Alexandra’s fingers rake through my hair and gently push the back of my head, so my mouth takes more of her.

  I lower her on the bed while hovering over her admiring every beautiful fucking sexy curve of her body. With her long hair splayed out on the pillow, she stares up at me, inviting me with her eyes and her body to have her, all of her. I circle my hand over the soft, warm skin of her stomach.

  “Lift your hips.” She does as I say. I remove her panties and just stare. She is fucking beautiful. The narrow line of soft hair creates a small path to where I want to be.

  Alexandra reaches up and unbuttons my shirt. Her fingers glide over my chest leaving a trail of intense sensation. I move off the bed and toss my shirt on the floor. I undo the button on my pants and then the zipper. I pull my boxer briefs and pants down at the same time. My erection springs out and up. Alexandra bites down on her bottom lip. I grab her ankles and gently separate her legs as I move my body between them. I look down at her. "I want you."

  I hear a softly spoken yes come from her lips.

  I glide my hands over her inner thighs and in between her legs. I slip my finger inside of her. She is warm and wet. Her head tilts back as she releases a staggered breath. I slip my finger out and replace it with my tongue. I circle her clit with my tongue. She lets out a sexy sigh, and I feel her body tense and then settle into what I am about to do to her.

  The honey smell becomes stronger as her body warms.

  I move rhythmically over her clit then softly lick her folds as a warning before I stick my tongue inside her warm opening. She grabs tighter to my hair, and my name escapes from her mouth in a gasp of breath. I glide back over her clit while my fingers replace the emptiness left by my tongue. I continue sucking and licking her clit. Alexandra arches back slightly while soft moans come from her mouth.

  Her body gyrates while milking my fingers and her toes grasp at the sheet below them. Her thighs tighten around my head, and then she breathes out my name as her body relaxes into the bed.

  I crawl up her body to meet her eyes and with the softest voice barely audible she thanks me. I cover her mouth with mine. I bring both her arms over her head and cuff them together with my hand. I nibble on her neck, her breast, and back up her neck until I rest my mouth near her ear. “I need to be inside of you.”

  She shakes her head. “I want you there.”

  I move off of her as I reach for my pants on the floor at the end of the bed. Hoping I have a condom; I take my wallet out of my pocket. Unfortunately, I have only two. I toss the one on the nightstand and the other I tear open. Alexandra watches me the entire time. “Would you like the honor?” I ask her.

  “You better do it? I’ve never used one.”

  “You’ve never used one?” I ask, shocked by her admission.

  “Oh no! Don’t get the wrong idea, I’ve only had two partners, and both were committed relationship and I take birth control…” She pauses, “I told you this is something different for me.” She motions with her hands at the space between her and me.

  I say no more, lean over, and kiss her nose. I love the fact that her body is made for this…so fucking sexy, warm, and responsive, yet she remained particular about whom she shared it with.

  As I kneel back, Alexandra props up on her elbows watching me.

  “Would you like a tutorial?” I tease her.

  She laughs, “I should learn at some point. No time like the present.”

  She watches as I roll the condom over my erection. I explain to her how important it is to leave some room. Again, she laughs and relaxes down on the bed. “That makes sense, its all got to go somewhere.”

  I crawl up her body, kissing her skin as she responds to my touch, pulling me closer to her, making me want her more. The tip of my erection presses firmly near her opening. I slide the tip of my cock in and with short deliberate thrusts, I move through her. She is tight. I lift her hips to establish a better position for her to take all of me. I thrust hard and firm until I completely fill her. She moans, and I reciprocate. “Alexandra, you feel amazing.”

  Alexandra’s hips move up to meet my thrusts. She is tight around me yet so open taking me in deeper.

  I want to see all of her as I move inside of her. With one quick movement, I flip her on top of me. She moans and touches her stomach. “Oh my God, it's so deep.”

  “I want you to come again, and I want to watch you as you come.”

  She starts riding me, moving more forward on my erection. Her head tilts back, and my eyes follow the beautiful line of her neck down to her swollen breasts. I reach up and gently pull on her nipples. Her raspy voice says my name as her hands grip my shoulders. “Alexandra look at me when you come.” She looks into my eyes, and I can see her orgasm building. Continuing to stare into my eyes, I feel her milking my erection. She drops her head back as her orgasm takes over her entire body.

  “You are so fucking sexy, Alexandra.”

  “Nick.” She pleads.

  Hearing my name and watching her body respond to me, I follow, coming hard and fast.

  Alexandra falls on top of me, and I feel her heart beating rapidly. I wrap my arms around her enjoying the heat of her body on my skin. As her heart slows, she carefully lifts off of my semi hard dick. I remove the condom, tie it and toss it on the nightstand.

  Alexandra sits up on the side of the bed. “I’m not sure of the proper etiquette for this… Should I go now?”

  She’s so fucking cute. I don’t answer her. I grab her around her waist and move her into my body holding her close to me, her back to my front. I reach for the sheet and cover our bodies. I kiss the top of her head and slowly feel myself fall asleep.

  I open my eyes not sure of where I am until I become aware of her warm body against mine. I glance behind me at the clock, 3:39. I turn back to look at her. She is sound asleep. I hear her steady soft breathing while I feel her warm naked body against mine. I glide my hand over her soft skin. Suddenly, her hand moves back behind her, and she places it on my leg.

  “Nick.” Her voice is raspy from sleep.

  “Yes, Alexandra
.”

  “Thank you.”

  That is all she says, and my heart softens more for her. I don’t respond with words. I sweep her hair off her shoulder and kiss her skin. She releases a sweet moan while I press my erection into her behind. She reaches back for me pulling me closer as she opens her legs. She is ready to take me again. I reach back to grab the foil packet off the nightstand.

  We stay spooning each other as I press between her legs. She is wet and hot as she tightens around my erection. I grab onto her leg and push my hips firmly into her behind, deep, hard thrusts. She pushes back absorbing the pounding. I let go of her leg and reach my hand down in front of her, circling my fingers over her clit. She says my name but her orgasm stops her, a few more deep thrusts inside her and I follow bracing myself to her body as I empty inside her.

  We continue spooning, my hand rests on her stomach, and her hand rests back on my thigh. I slip out of her, remove the condom and sleep comes again.

  I wake when I feel her turn on to her back. I open my eyes to Alexandra’s beautiful face staring at me. “Good morning.” She says with a full smile. I return the sentiment. I brush her cheek where a line from sleep imprints her skin.

  She stretches up and sighs contentment. “I slept so well.”

  “So did I.” I twist to look at the clock. “I never sleep this late.”

  Alexandra reaches her head up to look over my shoulder, “Ten-twenty! We were tired.”

  “Well, we had a busy night.” I lay my arm across her. She caresses my arm sending chills over my skin. “When do you need to check out?”

  “We have time. I want to lay here with you for a while, and then we’ll order breakfast.” I hold my breath waiting for her to decline. She doesn’t say anything but snuggles in deeper and closer to me.

  I ordered breakfast to the room. I’ve never witnessed a girl happily eat in front of me.

  We ate pancakes, eggs, bacon, rye toast, coffee, and juice. Alexandra went toe to toe with me consuming the breakfast. It was a pleasure to watch. We showered together, and as she finishes drying her hair, I flip through the television channels.