Alexandra Rose

Chapter 42

Mature scene❗️ It's not too detailed just a little warning :)

Everett's POV

I carry Alexandra up the stairs of her house, her face latching onto my neck. The boots she wore were hurting her fucking ankles and I'd hate to see her in pain.

No matter how much she argued with me when I offered to carry her, I still wouldn't listen to her. I don't care if my arm is in a fucking cast, it doesn't even do shit when my arm is perfectly fine.

Besides, she thinks she'll hurt me, but she's as light as a fucking feather. It was like I wasn't even carrying her with how light she was.

"You promised you'll stay the night with me." she looks at me with a hopeful look in her eyes.

As if I'd ever break the promise.

"Mhm." I mumble, squeezing her ass and hearing her giggle cutely. "You're such a dork." she laughs.

"You love me."

"With my whole heart." she smiled softly, caressing my cheekbone when I place her down on her bed and sat on the edge.

Staring at her face, I'm mesmerised by how fucking pretty she is. The prettiest girl I've ever laid my eyes on— the prettiest girl in the world.

And her smile. God I fucking love her smile. It can bring me back to life even in death. The pair of lips I'm addicted to and the only pair of lips I'll ever want to kiss.

Alexandra sees me staring at her lips, because her smile stretches more. Pulling me closer, she whispers. "Kiss me, Everett. Kiss me until I can't breathe."

The bulge in my pants shows how much her words affect me. My heart can't help but jump out of my chest at those words and I certainly don't wait because I crash my lips against hers, feeling her smile so wide.

"I'm so hopelessly in love with you." I mumble against her lips. Her hands trail all over my body, from my shoulders— to my fucking abs and I had to stop myself from ripping that fucking dress off of her.

"I love you more." she breathes, pulling back just for a split second to look into my eyes.

And when I do, I know exactly what she wants. With dilated pupils, heavy breaths and her fingers fiddling with the buttons on my shirt, I still couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure, baby?" I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.

The heated look in her eyes can bring me to my fucking knees.

With everything she's been through, I don't want her to feel pressured in doing something she doesn't want to. I don't want her to feel uncomfortable just because my dick wants it. I told myself I'll be ready for the next step whenever she is.

I'd hate myself if I ever made her feel like she had to, just because she's my girlfriend.

"Yes. I feel so many things a-and I want you to make it stop."

I smirk at that.

"I-It's okay if you don't want to." she quickly added.

As if I wasn't fucking waiting for her.

I moved to sit with my back leaned against the head board and pulled her to my lap facing me, my hands trailing under her dress and so high up her legs, I could feel the material of her panties. Looking straight into her eyes, I saw the lust and want swimming in them, proving to me that she wants this just as much as I do.

"How can I not want you? Ever since I saw you in this fucking dress, I can't help but want to rip it off you. I just want you to be completely sure that it's what you want and not because you feel the need to do it just because you're my girlfriend now." my voice came out deep and husky that made her take a sharp breath in and nod.