by Rose Cody
She walks inside, kicking off her shoes as she looks back at her dad before placing her purse on the table by the door.
“You didn’t have to wait up for me, you know.” Alia says, shaking her head as she looks up at her dad. “I was coming right home…”
“I just want to make sure there was no funny business.” He says, closing the door behind him and locking it before walking out of the living room and into the kitchen.
“I’m home!” She says, watching her dad drink a glass of water. “What kind of funny business could I possibly get into? You have to work tomorrow; I can’t believe you would stay up like this…”
“Alright…” Her dad says, clearing his throat as he places his glass in the sink.
“Go to bed, dad.” She says, pulling off her sweater. “I’m going to have a shower then I’m going to get to bed, too.”
She watches as her dad walks down the hall, turning right to go into his room before he shuts the door behind him.
She leans against the counter, sighing out and rubbing her fisted fingers over her eyes before reaching up to the back of her head and pulling the elastic off her ponytail.
Alia walks down the dark hallway, passing her parent’s bedroom, careful not to make a ruckus as she makes her way into the bathroom.
She steps onto the cold tile with her socked feet before closing the door behind her and locking it by pushing in the doorknob.
She unbuttons her cardigan, before sliding it off of her arms and hanging it on the hook behind the bathroom door, the ivory buttons scratching lightly against the wood as her sweater swings.
Alia pulls her t-shirt over her head, sighing as she tosses it to the ground before unhooking her bra and letting it fall to the floor, too.
She walks over to the tub, turning on the hot water and letting it run over her fingers before adjusting the temperature with the cold water tap.
She pushes down her pants, letting them fall, along with her panties, before kicking them to the side and stepping into the tub.
She shivers as she pushes the curtain closed before bending down and lifting the lever to turn on the shower’s spray before quickly stepping back as the water begins to fall.
Alia steps under the droplets, first wetting her shoulder, then her legs, before finally stepping under the showerhead and submerging herself in the spray to wet her hair.
“Lovely…” She whispers to herself as she leans back, letting the droplets fall on her face before reaching for a bottle of sweet smelling apple shampoo.
She squirts a dollop onto her palm before rubbing it against the top of her head, lathering it up as she works it from roots to ends.
Alia closes her eyes as she leans back under the running water, threading her fingers through her hair to rinse before she picks up her loofah, squeezing it in her hand before covering it in her body wash.
She washes herself quickly, the heat of the water and the lavender of the soap readying her for bed as she struggles to stay awake any longer.
She quickly rinses herself off before turning off the water and stepping out of the shower into the chilly bathroom air.
Alia pulls a towel off the rack, placing it over her head and rubbing it back and forth over her wet hair before sliding it down her skin to wick away the droplets.
She wraps the fluffy towel around her chest, pushing the loose edge in under her armpit before she reaches for her brush and pulls the bristles through the wet strands of her hair.
“They can’t treat me like a child forever…” She says to herself as she picks up and elastic from the bathroom counter, snapping it against her wrist before pulling her hair to the side.
She braids it, carefully pulling one side over the other before wrapping the elastic around the tail and tossing it back over her shoulder.
“But I guess I can’t blame them.” She whispers, picking up her clothes from the ground. “Now that they got me back, they probably don’t want me leaving again.”
She huffs as she stands before looking in the mirror one last time.
“Like I have anywhere to go… or anyone to take me…”
She pulls open the bathroom door, quietly stepping out into the hallway before rushing into her bedroom and shutting the door behind her.
She lets her towel fall to the floor before she drops her dirty clothes on top of it and kicks the pile to the side on her way to her dresser.
Alia opens the second drawer from the top, pulling out a large, grey oversized t-shirt before sliding her arms through it and pulling it over her body to cover her up, her damp braid staining the fabric darker along her shoulder.
“Ugh…” She groans as she walks over to her bed, letting herself fall to the mattress before crawling under the covers.
She rests her head against the pillow, closing her eyes as she sinks into her covers, her mind drifting off to sleep.
She opens her eyes, her heart stopping, as she hears her window pane rattle, a distinct knock coming from just outside.
“What the hell was that?” She asks herself, not moving a muscle as her chest pounds in her ears.
Alia takes a deep breath as she gathers up the courage before slowly turning her head towards her window just as another set of knocks hit it.
“Leon!” She shouts before quickly covering her mouth as she sits up.
She slides off of her bed, walking quickly over to her window before opening it up for the waving man.
“Leon!” She says again, whispering this time as she sticks her head out of the window. “What are you doing here?”
“I told you…” He says, shooing her back as he climbs through the window before falling down to the floor. “I told you, I’m coming over…”
“You can’t be here, Leon!” She whispers, covering her mouth as she tries to stifle a giggle. “You can’t just climb through my window!”
“I wanted to see you again…” He says, getting up to his feet before stepping out of his boots.
“My parents are home…” She says, stepping back as she watches him gaze around her room. “They’re only just across the hall! They’re going to hear you!”
He steps forward towards her, wrapping his arms around her waist as he pulls her in close, leaning down to whisper into her ear.
“You’re a grown woman, right?” He asks her, his breath tickling her. “Can your parents really tell you no boys allowed?”
Alia turns around, nodding her head up and down as she bites her bottom lip, her brown doe eyes connecting with his heavy ice blue ones.
“My dad was right… you are so much trouble…” She whispers, standing up on her tippy toes as he lifts her chin before he places a soft kiss against her lips.
“Yeah, I guess I do feel like getting into some trouble right now…” He says, backing her up before gently pushing her down onto her bed.
“They’re in the next room…” She whispers, sighing out as she feels Leon’s finger tips drag against her calves as he stands over her.
“Well then. You’re just going to have to be a little quieter this time…”
She gasps, covering her mouth with the palm of her hand as Leon grabs her by the hips, pulling her forward towards him as he kneels down in front of her on the floor.
“Be gentle…” She whispers, her face flushing as Leon spreads her knees apart, resting them on his shoulders as he leans in, his breath tickling her tingling sex.
“No…” He whispers back to her, his voice harsh as he tries to stay hush. “I want to see how quiet you can be…”
She bites her bottom lip, moaning deep in her throat as she feels the tip of Leon’s finger spread her folds apart before roughly sinking inside of her.
“Oh…” She sighs, her finger tips gripping the covers as Leon enters her with another finger, spreading her further as he pumps them in and out, curling them up to press against the top of her walls.
“Shh…” He whispers, his hot breath tickling her aching clit as he leans into her, pressing his
nose against the inside of her thigh as he kisses her skin, trailing his lips down until he reaches her folds.
Alia’s back arches as he presses his tongue against her sex, licking up between her folds before swirling the muscle around her tingling pearl.
He sucks it into his mouth like it were candy, flicking his tongue under her hood as he pulls it further and further into his mouth…
“Oh, Leon… I’m gunna…” She moans, reaching over to the head of her bed to grab her pill before pressing it against her face as Leon’s fingers pump in and out of her as her body begins to stiffen.
“God….” She moans, pushing the pillow against her face as her toes curl, her walls spasming as she presses her shoulders into the mattress, her aching clit bouncing up and down as Leon sucks it between his lips.
She pants into her pillow as Leon pulls his fingers out from between her lips, licking away her slick before he presses his tongue over her soaking entrance to devour her juices.
He wipes his mouth as he gets up from his knees, pushing her legs back as he reaches across her to pull the pillow off her face.
“No, that’s cheating…” He smirks, tossing the pillow back up to the head of her bed. “You’re just going to have to take it…”
She moans as he grabs her hand, pulling her up from the bed to her feet in front of him before Leon turns her around and bends her over until she rests with her elbows on the bed.
Her whole body tingles as she listens to his zipper slide down before feeling the palms of his hands caress her flesh, his fingertips digging in as he spreads her cheeks apart.
Alia lets out a shaking breath as she feels the thick tip of his cock press against her wet entrance, her heart beating in her chest wildly as she feels him slide it up and down between her lips, coving his tip with her juices before he roughly presses inside of her.
She stifle as moan as she feels him slide his hand up her back, pushing her down even further as his hips connect with hers before quickly pulling out and rubbing himself up and down against her sex once again.
Alia hisses as she feels Leon buck into her, sinking his cock in deeply as he finds his pace, this thickness dragging roughly against her slick walls as he pumps himself in and out.
“Oh…” Alia grunts deeply, biting her knuckles as Leon fucks her, his cock swelling, stretching her as he comes close to his end.
“Not yet…” He moans, pulling away from her and pushing her down onto the bed.
He sits down beside her, sinking into her mattress as she rolls over to face him, her legs shaking as she gets to her knees before crawling over to him.
Alia straddles his lap, his stiffness rubbing against the inside of her thigh as she presses her lips against his while his hand trails up her back, under her shirt.
“Let’s take this off…” He whispers to her, sighing out as he begins to pull her top away from her body, sliding it over her shoulders and off of her arms before throwing it to the side.
“Leon…” She moans, closing her eyes as he cups her breasts, massaging them before dragging his hands around to her back.
He pulls her close, his breath hot as he kisses against her chest before ravaging her breasts, sucking her nipple into his mouth and nibbling it lightly with his teeth as she reaches down between them, her fingers gently stroking his cock before she spreads her lips apart and lets him sink inside.
She lowers herself down, sighing out as he fills her once again as she leans against him, her head on his shoulder.
“Oh…” He moans as they rock together back and forth, his cock sliding against her walls. “Oh… I’m gunna cum, baby…”
She nods her head, rocking her hips as she presses her lips against his neck, sucking his flesh as she nibbles her way up to his ear.
Alia sighs into Leon’s ear as she feels him swell up, his cock twitching as he sucks in air before biting his bottom lip and holding his breath as rope after rope of his hot seed fills her, sliding out from between them as they continue to buck into each other.
She lifts herself off of him, her whole body trembling as his hot cum slides down the inside of her thigh as she kisses down his rock hard chest.
Alia gasps, her heart stopping as she hears footsteps down the hallway outside her door.
She covers her mouth, looking over to Leon as he quickly covers them with her blanket.
They listen as the steps get further away and Alia smiles, letting out a soft giggle as she hears the creaking of the bathroom door as someone enters it.
“I think someone’s just going to the bathroom…” She whispers, resting her forehead against his as they hear the toilet flush.
Leon sighs out in relief as they listen to the footsteps walks back into her parent’s room before she rolls off of him.
“I thought I was going to get my ass beat.” He whispers, chuckling as he wraps his arms around the small of her back once again.
“You still might…” She sighs out, biting her bottom lip as she places her lips against his neck. “But really, I think you should go…”
“Are you kicking me out, Alia?” He asks, a coy smile crossing his lips as he buries his nose in her still damp hair.
She nods her head up and down, her eyelids heavy as she sits up before sliding off the bed.
She picks up her t-shirt from her floor before sliding her arms back into the armholes and pulling it over her head.
Alia walks over to him, watching as Leon steps in his boots before leaning against him, his arms wrapping around her and squeezing her tight.
She sighs into his mouth as he presses his lips against hers one last time, his tongue gently dragging over her bottom lip before he pulls away, walking towards the window and leaving her mouth agape.
“See you around.” He says, winking at her before climbing out of the window and disappearing, as he came.
She walks over to the window, her room spinning as she pressed her fingers against her hot cheeks, letting the cool, night breeze hit her before she pulls the window closed.
Alia walks back over to her bed, crawling into the still warm blankets before laying her head back down against her pillow, sighing out deeply as she closes her eyes.
Say what you want about small town guys, but that would have never happened in the big city. Maybe coming back home wasn’t such a mistake after all.
Chapter 10
Alia locks the heavy wooden door to the bar as she lifts her bag up over her shoulders, the cool night air tickling the back of her neck, chilling the sweat she accumulated from mopping the floor.
Her stomach flutters as she hears the unmistakeable sound of a rumbling engine roll up to the side walk behind her before she turns around, flashing a smile at Leon as he kicks down his kickstand.
“Hey there.” He calls to her. “You lookin’ for a ride?”
“Excuse me, do I know you?” She asks jokingly as she walks over to him.
He reaches out to her, pulling her close to him before pressing his lips hard against hers.
“Come out with me tonight.” He whispers to her, brushing a stray hair out of her face.
“I can’t…” She whispers back to him, resting her hand against his as he squeezes her shoulder. “You’re too much of a bad influence…”
“Get on.” He smiles, motioning to the small seat on the back of his bike.
Alia bites her bottom lip, hesitating, the world stopping around her, before she slides herself on the back of his bike, the rumbling of the vibrating engine tingling her whole body.
“Ah!” She gasps as Leon takes off down the street.
She wraps her arms around his waist, holding him tightly as they ride through the dimly lit streets until they’re all the way at the edge of town.
Alia looks up at the dirty neon sign hanging above the gas prices as they turn into the parking lot of the truck stop before slowly pulling into a parking spot right beside the door.
“I’m not going to fuck you in a truck stop bathroom…” She whispe
rs, leaning into his ear as he leans his head back to listen as Alia drags her hand up and down his chest.
“I’m not asking you to.” He says hushly as he reaches behind himself, brushing his fingers through her hair. “I know a girl like you likes to be wined and dined and so far all we’ve done is sneak around.”
She kisses the back of his neck, her fingers trembling as the butterflies in her stomach flip.
“But once that’s out of the way…” He continues, his voice trailing off as he gets off his bike and begins to walk towards the door. “You never know…”