by Izzy Cullen
I stood there for a second trying to put a number it in my own head. I was having trouble with giving Alex a number, because I rarely thought of him as famous anymore. In the beginning it was something I thought about a lot. Not because I was impressed or thought the thought of Alex from Awakening was amazing, but because I was worried the fame was going to do damage to the girls, though so far it hasn’t. The only person it seemed to be affecting in the family was my dad and the business.
“A four? Wow, looks like I have some work to do if I’m that far behind a boy band.” Alex seemed amused.
“Don’t worry, I think you rank higher than Justin Bieber. He’s turned into a loser.” Lily was so sure of herself.
“Lily, are you eight or eighteen? My goodness, you are wise beyond your years. You should be talking about My Little Ponies and Barbie Dolls.” I knew the reaction I was going to get from her. Last week I got in trouble twice with her, once for putting Sofia the First fruit snacks in her lunch bag and the second for kissing her on the top of the head in front of her friends at the lunch table. I hated how quickly she was growing up. I wanted to freeze time and keep her as a little girl.
“Mom, I stopped playing with those in kindergarten. Even the twins are over them.” She was trying to use her hip, I’m-too-cool voice.
“Okay, ladies, this is the plan, so listen up. We are leaving after school, and Uncle Bruce is flying us to a bigger airport to get on a different plane. We will fly to LA and we won’t be landing until late tonight. I will call you in the morning my time, but remember there is a time difference between us while I am there. Grandma and papa have lots planned for you, and I expect good behavior from all of you,” I said, looking pointedly at Lily.
“I know you are not just looking at me. They are the ones that fight.” She got up and walked over to Alex. “So is this a big plane like we take to Disney, or your plane?” She was so nosy it was starting to drive me crazy, but in actuality I had created this monster.
“No, it isn’t like the ones you take to Disney, and I don’t own my own plane. I charter them. Kind of like how your Uncle Bruce gets paid to fly people, except it is a bigger plane than his.”
I looked over at the clock, saw it was after seven, and knew I needed to get moving. “Listen, brush your teeth and get moving, no more questions. I love you and I will see you at school.” I walked over, giving each girl and Alex a kiss.
Alex walked me to the door. “I’ll meet you here after school and we can head to the airport. Bruce said he would be ready to get off the ground by three thirty. We have about eight to nine hours of travel to get there.” I was not looking forward to traveling, probably because I knew I was going to be confessing what a big fat liar I was and getting the silent treatment on the way there.
The day seemed to drag on, and at the end of the day I picked up the girls so I could drop them at my parents and give them a proper good bye. The twins got out of the car and ran right inside the house. I was going to have to track them down to get my hugs and kisses. Lily lingered a bit. She and I were buddies, and in the last year she had gotten more attached. There was a time that I was getting concerned because she would refuse to go to my parents, and even asked me to skip working to stay home with her. I think it had to do with fear that I would never return like her dad.
I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her in for a hug. “I will be home in three wake ups. I will even bring you back a surprise.” Lily pulled me in tightly and squeezed.
“Promise?” Lily didn’t say anything else. I wasn’t sure if I was promising to the returning or the surprise.
“I promise, now give me a kiss and let’s go find your sisters so I can say bye to them.”
Lily gave me a quick kiss and another long hug. When she let go, we headed into the house to find her sisters. They didn’t seem as upset or worried about me leaving. They gave me a quick hug and kiss before they disappeared again into the living room. My mom and I exchanged quick notes on the schedule and she gave me a hug and kissed my cheek. It was the first time she has ever done this. Ever since the DC conversation, she had been a whole new person around me, and I liked it. We were actually having a normal mother and daughter relationship.
I finally managed to pull into the driveway around three thirty, and I knew I was making us late and putting us behind schedule. My dad was in the driveway with Alex. I got out of the car and walked over to them, giving my dad a look.
“You honestly didn’t think I would let my baby girl leave for a few days without a goodbye did you?” He was smiling. In all honesty, I was surprised he wasn’t at the house when I dropped the girls off. “Hurry and get in. Bruce is waiting, and I’m going to drive you two to the airport.”
Luckily the town was small, and we could make it to the airport in less than five minutes. We made small talk on the way, but it wasn’t a long enough drive really to talk about anything with substance.
When we climbed out, we saw Bruce’s plane outside the hanger, waiting for us. Alex walked to the back of the car to get the bags from the trunk. He told me to take a minute and talk to my dad while he put the bags in the plane.
“How was the talk? He doesn’t look too upset.” I didn’t want to tell my dad, but I had to confess.
“Well, it never happened. I mean, not that I was avoiding it, but things kept getting in the way.” Ugh, I knew a tongue-lashing was going to happen.
“Bri, no, I’m not saying anything because I don’t need to. You know you are wrong because I know the type of girl I raised. Now give me a hug and talk to that boy on the plane.”
I had nothing to say. I gave my dad a hug and kiss while telling him I loved him. Then I walked over to meet Bruce and Alex by the plane. I was not ready for this weekend of confrontations and confessions.
We climbed into the plane and I sat in the back, placing my headset on. Alex sat next to Bruce in the front. I had been in Bruce’s planes so much growing up that I didn’t think or wait for him to tell me what to do, because it was a routine when we climbed in.
On the flight to Green Bay, I was partially zoned out into my own little world. After a while, Bruce and Alex stopped talking to me because they were tired of repeating themselves.
When we landed in Green Bay, we taxied to a smaller terminal that I assumed was used for private travel. When we stopped, Alex climbed out and ran into the building, probably going to check on the next flight. When he came out, he told us that the jet was coming over from the hanger to pick us up. I was starting to feel nervous and unsure of the weekend ahead. Alex and I had yet to have a fight, or even have a disagreement, and I was worried about how our relationship would weather this lie I had been sitting on for months.
Bruce helped me out and told me he would meet us back there on Sunday. I gave him a hug and told him to have a safe flight back. I was reluctant to leave his embrace and head off into the direction the jet was coming from. I was going to be alone with Alex for at least six hours and had no reason not to talk to him about the whole situation. I was screwed and I knew it.
Walking to the jet, I was mentally telling myself to buck up. I remained quiet and didn’t say much while we boarded and placed our bags in a cabinet. The flight attendant was a nice looking older lady with blonde hair. She had a smile plastered on her face the whole time she was helping us. She had drinks ready for us as we sat down. Alex must have called ahead and ordered, because my new favorite, Angry Orchard, was waiting for me, and he was drinking some new IPA. He loved experimenting with new beers, which I loved, because I still technically didn’t have beer crossed off my list yet.
We sat down and buckled up. Alex took his seat. It was across from mine, facing me. “You are pretty quiet tonight. What’s on your mind?”
I knew I was going to have to say it, but thought I would after we were in the air. Bruce was still on the ground, gassing his plane, and there was still a chance that Alex might change his mind or kick me off. Okay, I doubted he would do the second one, but
at times my mind went crazy thinking of all the possible outcomes.
“Oh, a little of this and a little of that, but mainly how the next few days will play out.” This was true without getting into details. “I do want to talk to you in a minute about something, but let’s just enjoy the drink as we take off.”
Alex raised his eyebrows at me, but simply just said, “Okay.” I was quickly drinking my liquid courage.
As the plane took off, I sat in my seat, looking out the window. It was dusk now, and I could make out the city of Green Bay and the surrounding area. My stomach was becoming a larger pile of knots, and I knew it was only going to get worse the longer I let this go on and the closer the plane got to LA. I let out a breath and turned to talk to Alex. I was so lost in thought that I hadn’t seen him get out of his seat and kneel in front of me.
When I looked into his gorgeous eyes, he sat up on his knees and started kissing me. I should have pushed him away so we could talk, but my body was telling me how much I wanted him and needed him. I was kissing him more aggressively and needier than normal, because I was so scared of losing him now that I had him. Alex unbuckled my seatbelt and stood me up. I was placing my hands under his shirt and running my hands up his back. Alex was working on the buttons to my blouse, his hands and fingers were moving quickly in a rhythm. Alex undid the buttons quickly, and when he got to the last one, he stopped kissing me and took my hand and led me to the back of the jet to a small room with a futon bed. The bed was already out and made.
“Looks like you already had this planned.” I looked at him with a smirk on my face. I didn’t mind his pre-planning at all.
“I believe someone is expected to show me just how amazing I really am.” He pulled me into the room the rest of the way and shut the door.
Before anything could be said, I slipped off my blouse and grabbed for his shirt. As I yanked it off, I grabbed Alex by the neck, pulling him to me. Our mouths met, and I was aggressively kissing him with a hunger, and he was kissing me in return with just as much need. I kicked off my shoes and started working on Alex’s belt. Alex’s hands were kneading my breasts over my bra.
I had to pull back a second to catch my breath, but went back quickly to kissing his chest as I got the button and zipper undone. Alex moved his hands from my breasts to the fasteners of my bra. He unhooked my bra, freeing my breasts. His mouth quickly moved down to my nipples. Alex inched me over to the bed and laid me down.
My hands went into his hair as he continued to suck on my nipples. I took one of his hands, placing a finger in my mouth and sucking on it. Alex nipped my nipple as I did that, sending a fire between my legs, making me want him even more. I was starting to moan as my need for him was growing. I could feel the wetness between my legs with every suck and nip. His free hand moved down between my legs and started rubbing me over my pants. I felt on fire and needed to free myself before I came this way.
I moved my hands to Alex’s shoulders and I gently pushed him off me and to the side. I straddled his waist. I leaned down and started kissing his chest, working my way down his six pack abs to the waist of his unfastened jeans. I yanked continuously until they were down far enough so that I could remove them all the way. I freed him from his boxer briefs while playing with the tip of his penis with my tongue and had his balls in my hands. Alex let out a small moan while his right hand gently went into my hair, guiding my head down, letting his whole shaft into my mouth. I let out a small moan when I took him completely into my mouth. Alex let out a hiss and his hand clenched a fistful of hair.
Knowing the vibration of the moan felt good, I was making long up and down strokes while my hands played with his package. Every few times when I went down, I would let out the same moan, and the more I did it the more sounds Alex was making in return. Alex’s grip in my hair loosened, and with his other hand he was trying to pull me up. Whenever Alex was close to climaxing when I sucked him he did this, but this time I wasn’t stopping. I wanted and needed him to cum in my mouth. I pushed his hand away with my free hand and started moving my mouth up and down his shaft faster and faster. Both Alex’s hands were in my hair. I felt his package tighten and a final moan before I felt and tasted the hot cum in my mouth. Not even thinking, I swallowed. I had never done it in the past, but something now made me want to do it. I kept my mouth moving up and down, but not as fast. I slowed down until I knew Alex was done.
I climbed back up him, kissing as I went. When I was done, I lay next to him on my side, tracing designs on his chest with my fingers. “I hope that showed you how amazing I think you are.”
Alex let out a deep breath and then started to talk. “I thought you were trying to kill me. That was fucking amazing.” Before I knew what he was doing, he was climbing on top of me, working at my pants. “My turn.”
I let out a giggle as Alex was trying to get my dress pants undone. I had to unlatch the top for him. He didn’t even unzip them before he had them yanked off and on the floor. There was no kissing any body part on the way to where he was going. I immediately felt his tongue and fingers separating my vaginal lips. Alex was licking my clit with gentle strokes at first, and then he started to apply pressure with his tongue. When he went back to teasing my clit, he inserted his fingers inside me, stroking me using different rhythms. It wasn’t going to take long; I was close and I could feel the buildup. It wasn’t until I felt the pinch of my nipple that I let go.
My orgasm was so powerful that my legs started shaking. I almost felt drunk, like things were spinning. I was breathing heavily and I knew I had let out sounds, but could not stop myself. I was trying to catch my breath when Alex climbed up me, keeping his body on top of mine, until we were face to face.
“Now you know how amazing I think you are.” He kissed my forehead and rolled off of me.
Alex lay next to me with his arm around my waist. I was lost in my own world of bliss when I felt his hot lips on my neck. I let out a low, throaty moan. I felt how hard he was on my leg and was immediately in need of him. Alex kissed me, and then turned me so I was looking away from him. He continued to kiss my neck and my back. My hand reached around, running up and down his shaft. Alex had worked his hand around to tease my now sensitive clit. When I went to grab his hand, Alex rolled me so I was on my belly. The arm that was wrapped around me was used to pull my ass up into the air. I immediately got onto my knees. My head was on the pillow and my arms were reaching through my legs to play with Alex’s balls. Alex was no longer playing with my clit, but had two fingers inside of me. They were moving in and out, twisting. I was moaning and bucking under him. I wanted him inside me and I wanted it bad.
“Tell me what you want. I need to hear it.” Alex leaned down and spoke into my ear as his fingers moved in and out of me.
“You, I need you to fuck me.” Before I could say anything else, I felt Alex’s fingers being replaced by his manhood. Alex started moving slowly, and his hands were now gripping my waist. I was pushing myself back onto him. I wanted it harder and faster. Alex’s strong hands were making it almost impossible.
“I’m waiting for you to give me more direction.” Alex kept his voice low and steady. I was still trying hard to push back onto him, almost whining because I wanted it so bad.
I didn’t know where the words came from, but they were short and to the point. “Harder and faster,” I almost yelled at him. Alex immediately picked up the tempo, his fingers gripping my sides harder. Then he moved his hand, one staying on my waist and the other moving to my shoulder. I got what I wanted. Alex slammed into me with such force that I was crying out. He immediately went to slow down, but I shouted out, “No, keep going!”
Alex’s tempo and thrust power returned. I could feel myself building back up and I immediately reached through my legs, cupping his package in my hand, hoping Alex would be ready to climax with me. I heard him let out a hiss and I knew he was on the edge, so I let myself go. The rush seemed to overpower me, and the only way my ass remained in the air was from Alex
holding and supporting it up. When he released me, I immediately collapsed onto the bed.
I woke up to kisses on my back.
“Hey, we will be landing soon and we slept through dinner. Let’s get up and try to get food in your belly, because Sam said something about margaritas by the pool tonight. She is excited to see you.”
It was a struggle to open my eyes or even respond. I simply moaned an okay. I felt the weight next to me lift and knew Alex was getting up. I started to moan in protest. I flipped onto my back and finally found my voice. “I’ll get cleaned up and meet you out there. I’m actually pretty hungry. What time is it?”
“Well, that depends. Do you mean our time or LA time? Our time, it’s about ten, and we have another hour to an hour and a half till we land. LA time, it is only seven.” I didn’t even respond. I was usually in bed by ten except on Fridays, and those nights it was a battle to stay on my feet after eleven or twelve. Alex walked over and sat next to me on the bed. He leaned over and kissed me on the forehead. “Take your time. I have a few e-mails I need to write.” He stood up and walked out the door.
When he left, I moved to my side and reached for a light. I needed to get moving, but it felt like I was in a fog from the short nap that I had taken. Unknowingly, I stared at the wall for a while and finally realized what I was doing. Deciding I wasted enough time, I got my ass out of bed and started moving. Standing up, I looked around to collect my clothes, but instead I saw a pair of yoga pants and loose tank and hoodie folded neatly at the end of the bed. Immediately I had a smile on my face. It was these kind gestures that Alex always did that made me realize I was doing the right thing by letting him into my heart. I left them there as I walked into the small attached bathroom. Washing my face, I attempted to fix the mess of my hair using my fingers. Not have a hairbrush on hand made it impossible. Giving up, I quickly returned to the room and got dressed.
