After twenty chapters, feelings have finally been admitted :). Are you guys proud of me?
I waited until I could hear Alexander harsh, heavy breaths before climbing out of his bed. We were both still naked and we both reeked of sex.
I knew by the way Alexander fell asleep on top of me that the was tired, from either the sex or the drinking finally knocked him out.
I had laid in bed with him, only until he was in a deep sleep. He fell asleep on the top sheet, so I did my best to strip the bed of that sheet. Maybe I didn't want any evidence of this night. Alex was so drunk that by the time he wakes up, he won't remember. If I washed this sheet, the only person that needed to forget the memory was me.
I was good at disposing memories.
I remember when I disposed that memory of --
See? I don't even remember what I disposed.
What if Alex did remember? What if he thinks last night was us becoming us?
Alexander was persistent and obviously if he thought those things while he was drunk, what did he think while sober?
Drunk words sober thoughts.
Alcohol only heightened you senses, making you do things you already wanted to do while sober. If he already wanted to 'love' me while drunk, than that meant he at least wanted to 'like me' while sober.
Maybe he just wanted someone to sleep with last night. He was just talking me up, saying all those things because he knows I can't say no when he gets mushy like that. He knows exactly which buttons to push to get me to do anything - and I mean anything - he wants me to do. This means he obviously knows I have a soft spot for him, which I do. He is the father of my first two kids and although we began as a one night stand, this feeling I had between him was powerful.
I didn't like it.
I decided to strip the bed of that one sheet, since it reeked of sex and his whole room would smell if I didn't. I grabbed my clothes as well as his and put them inside the sheet. I threw on one of his large shirts before hurrying down the hall to where the laundry closet was. I chucked all of the items in and turned on the machine before pouring some detergent in and shutting it. I closed the closet doors and made my way to my room. I decided to take a shower, knowing I needed one after Alexander and I had our small 'exercise' session.
I walked to my room while rubbing my lower back which was a little sore. I pushed open my door and the cold air welcomed me, even though in Alexander room it was blazing hot.
Maybe that was just Alexander.
I grabbed a towel, washcloth, and my clothes for when I'm done (which was just my sports bra and shorts for now.). I ran the water and stepped in, erasing Alexander from my body. I lathered up and down before stopping. When I attempted (keyword:attempted, since I can barely see my toes) to wash beneath my stomach, I saw a couple of purple bruises forming all over my stomach and chest. I hoped the didn't travel any higher, because if the did someone would definitely see.
I continued to wash quicker, just so I could get out and see what Alexander did to me.
As soon as I was done, I turned the water off and grabbed my towel. I wrapped it around my body and grabbed my clothes and exited the bathroom. I tossed the clothes onto my bed before turning the bedroom light on. I stepped in front of the mirror and dropped the towel. From underneath my ear to my fucking thighs were marks left by Alexander Parker. There were multiple by my jawline, which went to the dozen surrounding my neck, which went to the four formulated on each of my breasts, which led to my protruding stomach which was just littered with love bites, which brings me to the outside of my thighs where he obviously had gotten impatient because only three were formed. When did he even have the time to do this? I don't even remember him being near my jaw.
I let out a cry before going over to my bed and throwing my bra on. I pulled a pair of underwear on before shrugging the basketball shorts on. I threw my towel in the corner before turning the light out and getting into bed. The cold air and the shower made me drift off faster than I thought I would have but I was definitely sleep within the next six minutes. But that sleep was short-slept when I began to hear a noise.
"My queen, where'd you go?"
What?
"Mamas, where the hell are you?"
Alexander was talking loudly in the house, but in his state, I think he thought he was whispering. I just shut my eyes and turned the other way before slightly flinching when I heard Alexander trip into the door.
"Fuck." He mumbled before pushing the door open. The light came on and off within the blink of a eye and Alexander sang out. "There goes my baby! Oh, girl, look at you." My bedroom door was slammed shut while I heard Alexander make his way to my bed.
His hands rested on my back, and I could soon feel his breathing against my face. He kissed my cheek before letting out a laugh. "Now, everyone knows she's mine. Truly mine."
I peeked out my eyelids, just enough to see Alexander walking to the other side of the bed. He peered out the window before jumping into the space next to me.
I thought he was done once he climbed in and got comfortable, but minutes later, I heard him let out a grunt.
"I can't do this." He mumbled. I opened my eyes again to see him sitting up and it appeared he was looking right at me. He suddenly reached over and put two arms under my body before pulling me into his lap. He kissed my forehead before he laid down, laying me on top of him as well. His body heat radiated towards mine and I was beginning to drift back into sleep, but not before I heard him say a short prayer.
"Lord, please protect this woman I love and my children. I know I talk to you a lot about her but I really do love her. I always have. Ever since I first saw her. So, I'm begging you, please do everything in your power to protect this woman because, God, I don't know what I would do without her. I might as well be a dead man." He finished off before kissing me again. He adjusted me so I had one leg on him and another on the bed, kind of. My stomach laid on his while my head was on his shoulder. He cradled me while rubbing gently. Eventually, we both fell asleep. Just like that.
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Alexander's POV
I woke up, a slightly heavy feeling on my body.
Gosh, how drunk did I get?
Let's see what I remember.
I was out at the bar and then came home from the bar to find Sophia waiting on the couch for me.
Sophia!
My eyes shot open and I attempted to sit up, only to be held back. I looked down at my body and saw the most beautiful sight below. Sophia was sprawled out against my body while clutching me like a teddy bear. We were in her cold ass room. I was shirtless, and apparently so was she. All she had on was a bra. I moved my leg slightly to feel her bare legs against mine. Either she had just underwear on or she had on shorts as well.
I decided to stay out, since I absolutely loved having Sophia against me like this. Our bodies created enough warmth while the comforter that was over our bodies added to it.
She smelled clean, too clean for us to have done anything last night.
But the harder I think about it, I remember carrying her up the stairs. The pictures flicked through my brain like a quick slideshow, and I suddenly remembered my face between her thighs. Now, I'm hungry.
"This is mine, right?" I remember asking, my voice low. "You're mine, right? This right here," my voice echoed in my head as I toyed with her sex, "is mine right."
I remember her viciously nodding her head but I made her say it. I needed her to say it. I shut my eyes, trying to remember what I can.
"I need to hear you say it, baby. Cmon mamas, tells me who's it is and you can't get that good ol' release that you want." I remember. I know I started to tease her so she would answer. It was either mine or it wasn't but I needed for it to be mine. But now, I remember that all she would do is nod. "Babygirl... I'm telling you. I gotta hear you say it." I said. I knew she was nodding yes but I needed verbal agreement. Verbal consent. I teased her slowly before pulling out and repeating. I knew how to mess with her, even in my drunk state. I knew just by quickening my pace, she would talk.
And she did.
"Fuck! It's yours! It's all yours!" I remember she cried out, clawing at me. That still wasn't enough for me though. I needed her to say IT.
"And only mine? No one else's?" I asked. My insecurities was beginning to set in, so I needed to make sure. I needed to be positive. I needed her to be positive. I knew asking this might be a silly question to some, but to me, this was everything I needed to hear and more. I needed to know that she wasn't letting anybody else touch her this way. A way that only I could touch her. I needed to be sure, because that was the only way I could be in. I needed it to be a fact that she was mine, and if she wasn't I was going to eliminate any obstacle that stood between her and that very obvious line of being mine.
"Only yours, Alex. Nobody else's. Just you, just you." She screamed out, her nails digging into my shoulders and arms. Then, I collapsed and fell asleep on her. Which was really only for me to wake up a couple minutes - or was it a hour?- later to find her in her room. She was obviously running away but I didn't care because no matter where she went, I was right behind her.
Sophia stirred against me, her leg traveled up as I looked at her. Right under her ear was a hickey.
Good job, Alex. I congratulated myself for that hickey. It was in an obvious place and even though I knew Sophia wasn't going anywhere today, I was still glad it was in a place where it could be seen.
I could feel myself having to pee though, my dick hardened against my beautiful baby. It hurt me to do this, but I pushed her off to the side. I quickly slipped a pillow in my face but she rejected it and grabbed for my arm.
"Alex.." She said, her eyes still closed and her voice sounding as if she was talking in her dream. She was tired as hell.
"Baby, I got to pee." I said, unclamping her hand from around me. She whined out before rubbing her eyes and turning the opposite direction. I ran towards the bathroom, desperate to get back underneath her warm cuddly body.
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Shortest chapter but cute right?