I wanna taste love and pain
Wanna feel pride and shame
I don't wanna take my time
Don't wanna waste one line
I wanna live better days
Never look back and say
Could have been me
It could have been me
"Could Have Been Me" β The Struts
Sorry it's been a while since Chapter One! I was still deciding if I wanted to continue with Alex and Alec or not. But the comments were right; they have a sweet story that I wanted to explore, and see how they grow. Again, all names and appearances have been changed to protect the true identities of those the characters are based off of and any similarities are purely coincidental. Let me know what I did right, what I did wrong, and what you hope to see in the next chapter!
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I hummed along to the sound on my car radio as my hands tapped the beat on the steering wheel, a habit I had picked up from Alec in the three months we'd been dating. I smiled to myself at the thought. Me, dating like a normal girl again. I shook my head and glanced at my makeup in the mirror before returning my eyes to the road. Happiness swelled up inside my chest like a balloon.
"Don't forget to take the pill every day, on time," my doctor had chimed to me. That was a week ago, and I had told Alec that after a week the birth control took effect.
I finished humming the song and then concentrated on the drive, banishing the dirty images from my mind to make my breasts and pussy stop tingling in anticipation. The sun shone brightly through the window, glinting off cars and warming me even as the AC blasted. Soon enough, the house that Alec shared with his roommates loomed. I pulled up to the curb and practically skipped up to the door.
He swung it open before I could knock, startling me. "Good morning!"
"Jesus Christ," I leaned against the wall. "Give me a heart attack, why don't you?"
Alec laughed as an apologetic and sheepish look crossed his face. He wore his hair down, and it kissed his bare shoulders before falling to his nipples. Another tingle ran through my pussy at the sight of his bare chest. I couldn't help but laugh with him, and he folded me in his arms and gave me a quick kiss.
"That's all I get this morning?" I teased him as I kicked my sandals off in the usual spot.
"You have to ask for more Alex," he answered.
I felt my face go from pleasantly pink to fire truck red. "Er... well... will you... kiss me more?"
He closed the door behind me and put his hands on either side of my head, trapping me there. He leaned in close, until I could smell the peppermint from his toothpaste. I couldn't help it, I giggled. He jerked back in surprise.
"Thanks for brushing your teeth," I snickered.
"Well I didn't think you wanted me to kiss you with morning breath, let alone fuck you and breathe it all over you." He snorted.
"Shut up and kiss me before you burn my face off, dork."
Alec closed the distance between us quickly, his soft lips pressing against mine. I breathed a sigh out against him as I opened my mouth for him, his tongue seeking entrance and dipping in eagerly when he found it. My hands went first to his chest, feeling the smoothness of the skin there before dipping down to the edge of his shorts.
"I really hope your roommates aren't home watching this," I whispered when he let my lips go.
"I made sure of it."
"So are you planning on fucking me here against the front door, or...?"
It was his turn to blush then. "You asked me to kiss you."
I slipped out from under his arm and scampered towards the stairs, turning to see his eyes were on my ass. Yeah, Danny was right. The yoga pants would have him tongue tied as they clung to what little cheeks I had.
"Coming?" I purred, "Or did you want to watch me go up?"
"Right behind you," he assured.
"Uh huh. Enjoy the view."
The growing bulge in his pants told me that he did, in fact, enjoy the sight. I shimmied out of my pink tank top once I reached the top of the stairs and turned to wait for him. He really was right behind me! His arms closed around my waist as he pulled me tight against him, kissing my lips, down to my neck, and then back up frantically as we stumbled to his room. I hope it was his room, anyway.
He let me go to close the door, and then turned back to me. His eyes dropped down to my breasts. I knew what he was seeing. They were hardly more than a handful, but the black lace bra was a pushup, and did more than enough to help me out. A low growl came from his throat.
"Do you like it?" I asked softly.
"I love it. Take it off."
I turned around and swept my hair away for him. "You do it."
In a second his clumsy hands pulled at my strap. I let out another giggle. "You'll figure out how to do it fast if you do it more often."
"Seeing you strip for me is much sexier," he whispered against my ear. I shivered as he unclasped it, and pulled it free of me. His hands trailed up my hips and stomach, resting just underneath my breasts. I wiggled a bit, trying to get him to touch them. Finally, he slid his warm hands up to my breasts and squeezed lightly while his lips found my neck.
I tilted my head to give him easier access and moaned as his thumbs rubbed along my sensitive nipples. His erection was pressed between my ass cheeks, and he started to grind slowly into me. Pleasure was running through me, from my breasts and running all the way down to my pussy, where it stayed and grew into a burning need.
"Alec," I whimperedβand then I moaned as his fingers captured my nipples and gave a gentle tug.
"Yes?" He whispered deviously back.