She did as I asked and it was my turn to drop down to my knees. She moved her legs apart and held onto the wall as I buried my face in between them and sucked her into my mouth.
“Ian…”
I left my mouth against her lips as I said, “What baby?”
She sighed, “You’re just so good.”
“We’re so good,” I told her and then I continued my assault on her clit. She let me go at it for several minutes before she said, “I want you back inside of me.” Her voice was strangled with desire.
I stood up and kissed her lips again before telling her, “Turn around, baby. Hold on to the wall.” She did as I asked and arched her back towards me. I couldn’t help it; I slid back down again and put my tongue back inside of her. She groaned and wiggled her hips into my face as I let it slide in and out, slipping a finger in with it.
“Oh fuck! Ian! Oh God!”
“Feel good baby?”
“Oh God, there are no words!” I slid another finger in and she continued to move her hips against my hand, but when I tried to touch her clit she pulled forward and said, “No, no baby. It’s too sensitive. I want your cock. I want to come with your cock.”
I stood back up and grabbed hold of my throbbing cock. I lined it up and pushed into her slowly. She felt so fucking good. I leaned into her and just savored it for a few seconds. “Oh baby, you feel so good.”
I started moving in and out of her and as I did, I reached down and let my fingers find her clit. She let out a loud grunt or groan when I touched it and as I began to rub, she continued to make noises. Finally, she said, “I’m gonna cum, Ian. Come with me, baby. I want to feel you cum with me.”
I quickened the pace and pushed into her faster and deeper. I could feel myself hit bottom each time and I could feel her shaking underneath me. She shuddered once, violently and cried out my name. I knew she was coming and I was ready. I let myself go and for the second time in as many hours I had another intense, mind-blowing orgasm. We were both panting and gasping and I reached around her and held onto her tightly now, afraid that she was going to fall, she was shaking so hard.
“Oh God, Ian. Oh wow!”
“Yeah,” I said, breathlessly. “Wow.”
I reached for a towel and handed it to her, then I got one for myself and we both dried off. We went into the bedroom then and snuggled up on the bed. If someone had asked me to describe how good I felt at that moment, I wouldn’t have been able to do it.
“Do you have a pair of shorts I can borrow? Mine got a little…damp.”
I laughed. “Yeah, top left dresser drawer. The T-shirts are in there too.” She kissed me.
“Thank you,” she said. I finished drying off and went into the bedroom. She had on a pair of my boxers that hung almost to her knees and a T-shirt that covered most of it. “How do I look?” she asked.
I smiled and kissed her. “Gorgeous,” I said, honestly.
“Do you have a hair dryer?”
Laughing I said, “Top left drawer in the bathroom. Are you hungry?”
“Kind of, what did you have in mind?”
“I thought I’d make us some dinner.”
“You cook?”
I laughed, “Yes, I cook. I’m a fabulous cook!”
She raised an eyebrow and smiled, “I can’t wait,” she said. “But…while we eat, we’re going to talk, right?”
“Right. We will, I promise.” I got dressed and left her drying her hair while I went out to make dinner.
I looked into the refrigerator, hoping that I had something to make. I saw some strip steaks I’d thawed out a couple of days ago and never cooked. I took those out and some zucchini, green beans and Brussel sprouts. I plugged in the wok to heat up while I chopped and diced. When I finished, I mixed them with the strip steak and added some teriyaki sauce and ginger and mixed again. Then I dropped it all into the wok. It was flaring up when Alexa walked in.
“Yum! It smells good.”
“Thanks,” I told her, wrapping her up in a hug. “So do you. Good enough to eat.”
She giggled and said, “You’ve already done that.”
I pulled back and looked at her face. She was blushing. “After all of the things we just did, you’re going to blush over that?” She blushed deeper and said, “Want me to set the table?”
“Sure, thanks.”
While I finished dinner, she set the table. I liked this. It felt right. When dinner was ready, I fixed our plates and got us both a bottle of water. “Sorry, no fine wines around here to go with dinner. I might have a beer or two in there…”
“Water is fine,” she said. She took a bite and I waited. She closed her eyes and said, “Wow, Ian! That is so good.”
“Really?”
“Really,” she said, “I love it. I’m impressed.”
I started eating then and she was right, it was really good if I did say so myself. We made small talk while we ate. We talked about my championship fight coming up and her trip to the mall a couple of days before. She asked me about the fight she came to watch saying,
“Did you not like that guy you fought the other night…Billy?”
“I don’t really know him. That was the first time I fought him. Why?”
“You seemed really angry with him. I’ve never seen you like that before. Usually, it’s kind of funny to me how calm and pleasant you seem in the ring.”
I was pissed that night, but not at Billy. I was obsessing over what her dad told me and I was missing her like crazy. I took it out on Billy. It was not about him. I wondered if I should tell her. If I didn’t, it would be just another thing that she’s going to find out and be angry with me for not talking to her about. I was lost in my thoughts about it when she said, “Ian?”
“Yeah?”
“Can I ask you one more time what you were angry with me about…the other day here at the apartment and then at the fight and at the pizza parlor earlier?”
“I wasn’t angry with you Alexa, not at all. I need to tell you what was going on, but I don’t know how to explain it….”
“Do you want to stop seeing me?”
“Not even a little bit,” I said, honestly. “I let myself try to imagine that for a couple of days. It was not good. Part of why Billy got such an ass kicking was because of that.”
“Will you make me a promise?”
“Sure…”
Not that my track record with them was any good lately. I already broke the one I made to her dad, and I was probably going to tell her that too.
“Will you promise that if or when you do want to stop seeing me, you’ll tell me to my face?”
“If I want to?” I clarified.
“Yes.”
“I doubt that’s going to happen, but okay, I promise.”
“I have a hard time with people thinking it’s okay to just walk away. I guess because of my mom…”
She put her fork down and wiped her lips. Her pretty face looked so sad when she mentioned her mom. I’d never asked about her. I figured she’d tell me when she was ready. She seemed like she needed to talk about it now.
“What happened to your mom?” I asked her.
“Nothing…as far as I know. When I was little, she cheated on my dad. She never told him; instead she just packed her things one day and left him…and me, a note.”
“She ended her marriage…and walked out on her daughter in a note?”
“Yeah, classy, right? I always thought she was such a coward after that. I hated her. That was twelve years ago and I still hate her. It doesn’t matter though, it’s not like I ever saw her again or ever will. She thought a man was more important than me or my dad. My dad never got over her and that makes me even angrier. He’s been single ever since. I know that he’s afraid of getting hurt again. I hate that he’s not living his life because of her.” Suddenly everything her father had told me made perfect sense. Alexa’s mom had ripped out his heart and he expected that I would do the same thing to his daughter. Shit!
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br /> “That explains a lot,” I said.
“What do you mean?”
“I have to tell you something, Alexa.”
“Uh oh,” she said, “Sounds ominous.”
“It is, kind of,” I said. I put my own fork down and said, “The reason I was so moody those days you asked me about was because I was trying to push you away.”
She furrowed her brow and looked confused. “But you said you didn’t want to stop seeing me.”
“I said I wanted you. I did and I do…but your dad told me that I should leave you alone. He’s afraid that I’m going to hurt you.”
“What? My dad said that? He told you to leave me alone?” I suddenly began to regret that I told her. She looked really upset. What if she got pissed at me again? I should learn to keep my big mouth shut.
“He was just worried about you. He wasn’t mean about it or anything. He’s afraid I’m going to hurt you…He said I hurt you already and I was afraid he was right.”
“When did you see my dad?”
“I went by your house the morning after you left here and told me you needed space…”
“I was at the mall. He encouraged me to go and spend some time on me. What did you come by for?” she asked.
“To tell you that I wanted you and I wanted to make this work.”
“And he invited you in?”
“Kind of,” I told her. “He said, ‘Come in’ and ‘Sit’. He expressed his sympathy about my sister again and then he said what he had to say about you and me. He said that you were miserable and I should leave you alone. He said I wasn’t good for you and I wasn’t helping you get over your grief.”
“He makes me so mad when he does this!”
“He’s done it before?” I know it’s silly but that made me feel a little better. I could tell myself that maybe it wasn’t just me.
“He’s done it my whole life. I rarely dated at all in high school because when I did, he’d pull them aside at some point and tell them pretty much what he told you. Then he would point out all of their flaws to me every time he and I talked. He’s so messed up emotionally from my mother leaving that he can’t see that everyone is not a cheater and an abandon-er like her. I’m sorry, Ian.”
Whew, she wasn’t mad at me at least. I didn’t like seeing her so upset with her dad though. I hated to be the cause of that. “Don’t be sorry. It’s really okay…now. I know his reason behind it and you and I are going to be okay…right?”
She got up and came over to me. She sat herself down on my lap and kissed me. She tasted like teriyaki and ginger. “Right,” she said. She curled up against me and I held her like that. I didn’t envy her dad the conversation I was pretty sure she intended to have with him when she got home. But selfishly, right now, I was content.
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