by Dawn Doyle
“Uh…we…Kind of got followed here a few times so we just…stopped.” Alex looked saddened.
Holly felt bad. Alex was harassed at school and even when he was enjoying time with his friends.
“By her?” she asked, already knowing the answer.
“Yeah.” He said quietly as he laid the blanket on the ground.
Holly sensed that he didn’t want to discuss it. They were still on their first date after all and she wasn’t ruining it.
“I figured we could come here because we can now.”
They sat down together on the blanket and looked out over the lake,
“This is amazing.” Holly whispered.
“It really is” Alex said but he wasn’t looking at the scenery. Holly turned to Alex, and he was looking straight at her. His brown chocolatey eyes twinkling with the reflection of the sun.
His hair falling over his forehead to his eyes, with the gentle breeze blowing throughout the strands.
His cheekbones and strong jaw made for a magazine cover and his full, pink lips that felt soft and strong at the same time, as they’d mingled with her own.
Holly took a deep breath as Alex smiled down at her and he began to chuckle.
“What?” She asked, suddenly feeling self-conscious.
“Nothing.” He grinned.
“It must be something.” Holly was getting a little paranoid that she’d said something out loud again.
Her eyes widened.
“Did I say something out loud?” Alex chuckled again, and then he licked his lips a little, which Holly automatically focused on.
“Well, now I’m intrigued as to what you were thinking” He said.
“Oh, no, no.” She said playfully. “If I didn’t say anything then it stays in my head.” She tapped her temple with a finger.
“Ok. I’ll tell you what I was thinking if you tell me.” He said.
Holly thought for a second.
“I don’t think I should.” She replied as a flush crept up her cheeks.
“Why not?” He asked. His tone lower. Holly’s breath hitched before she spoke again.
“Because it’s private.” She whispered secretly.
“Please?” He batted his eyes and pouted.
Damn his eyes are sexy!
Holly closed her eyes.
“I’m not falling for that!” she giggled.
“Pwitty pweeeaaase?” He asked again in a childish voice.
“Aagh, ok!” Holly caved. But, you have to tell me, first, why you laughed.”
“I wasn’t laughing at you.” He said. “I was laughing because I’m happy.”
Holly’s heart jumped into her throat. He was happy. She was happy too.
“I thought you laughed because I was staring… again.”
“A little bit but, I love the way you look at me like that.”
Holly blushed, as usual. She was worried about her involuntary actions around Alex. She’d already spoken her thoughts aloud in class and tripped over her words goodness knows how many times, and the ‘Alex fog’ constantly increasing in number.
“How do I look at you?” she asked.
It was Alex’s turn to blush.
“Um…Kind of like…uh…” He didn’t know how to say it without sounding forward or assuming. “Like you see only me.”
Phew.
He almost said ‘like you want me.’ But, she might have taken it the wrong way and assumed he meant it in a ‘have sex’ way.
Holly bit her lower lip and smiled shyly.
“What were you thinking? What did you think you might have said out loud?” He narrowed his eyes playfully.
Holly laughed.
“I was thinking… I think you’re mighty purdy!” She said with a southern accent and giggled.
“Seriously?”
“Yep.” She replied as she lay back onto her elbows, her knees bent.
Alex had a great view of all of her as she lay like that. Her jacket opened out, showing her amazing body underneath her vest top. Her breasts pushing out, the skin of her stomach peeking out the waistband of her jeans. Her thighs…
“Actually…” Holly’s voice broke his lustful thoughts. “…I was thinking you could be on the cover of a magazine, like Mens’ Health or something.”
Alex lay on his side next to her, propped up on his elbow.
“Is that so?” He said with a smirk. Alex knew the guys on the covers of those magazines had a tendency to be shirtless, so if Holly was thinking of that specific magazine, then she must have been thinking about him with no shirt on.
“Well thank you. I’ve never even thought about it, but I think if there were a chance I’d be on a cover, and never in this lifetime, I would prefer it if I were fully clothed.”
Alex tried to keep a straight face but failed.
“Wha…? I wasn’t thinking…” Holly blew out a sharp breath. “Ok, truthfully I was, but I didn’t mean for other people to see. Just me…Oh God! I’ll shut up now.” She said as she lay back and put her hands over her face.
Alex was a little stunned, yet jumping for joy inside. God, how he loved the way she reacted to him. He hoped she would never stop.
“Oh my goodness.” She whispered from behind her hands.
Alex watched her closely. Her skin flushed pink and he wanted to taste it. Her breasts were showing a little more of the skin above the neckline of her vest as she lay down.
Her stomach exposed a little more, begging to be touched.
Her jeans caressing her hips where his hands should be and her legs that needed to be around him whilst he made lo…
“I’m sorry.” Holly said, bringing Alex back to the here and now and his throbbing groin area.
“Why are you sorry? I like that you think of me that way.” He really did. There was no point in denying it. He wanted Holly to have thoughts of him like he had thoughts of her.
“You do? I thought, maybe, you’d be sick of people drooling over you? I mean, you can’t help how you look but it has to be annoying what people do.”
Alex closed his eyes for a second, and then he looked right into Holly’s eyes.
“Other people…yes. I hate it. But you? I love it.”
“You do?” She whispered, her eyes growing wider.
Alex nodded.
“I know you don’t like people looking at you either. I can tell because you round your shoulders forward to hide.”
“You noticed.”
“Yes. You don’t do it with me though. Well, at first, but it was more like you were trying to hide your beautiful face.” He said as he stroked a finger down her cheek.
“People looking at me makes me uncomfortable.” She admitted.
“What about me?” He asked. He knew he was asking a personal question but, even though he’d told her that he loved how she looked at him, he needed to know how she felt.
Holly just stared, stunned in silence. Could she tell him? Could she say ‘the way you look at me sets me on fire?’ or ‘the way you look at me thinks very naughty things that I have no business in thinking? Yet…’
“Ummm…I like it.” She said. It was the safest answer, even though she was embarrassed admitting it. He had told her he loved the way she looked at him. Why did she have trouble with telling him things?
Oh yeah, because three days ago, she was boyfriendless, on the verge of a nervous breakdown and having sexy dreams about him! And, right now, he was here, he was hers, and he was gazing at her with so much tenderness it physically hurt to look at him.
“You do, huh?” He said with a flirtatious bite of his lip and a sexy-as-sin smile. Holly nodded her head and reached for his hand as she laid her head back on the blanket.
“It makes me feel funny.” She almost whispered.
“In a good way, or a bad way? He asked.
“Depends on the place.” She replied. “Here, away from people, definitely good. In the middle of class…not so much.”
Alex raised his eyebrows.
/> “Well, well, Miss. Edwards. I think I shall be testing out that theory.”
Holly’s mouth popped open.
“Nooooo.” She said in a low voice, slightly pleading. “You can’t do that. I don’t want another outburst in class!”
Alex laughed at her shock.
“Ok. I’ll try to behave, but maybe I can’t help myself.” He said in his low, sexy, growly tone.
Holly bit her lip to contain her turned on sigh that threatened to escape. She was so gone. How she was going to contain herself for much longer, she didn’t know. Just one look, one word, and even one touch from Alex and she was ready to tear his clothes off.
“Football, baseball, fishing, basketball, fencing, mud-pies and snails…”
“Mud-pies and snails? That’s new” Alex chuckled.
The horror on Holly’s face was priceless.
“Oh for F…” was all she managed as he brought her lips to his.
Holly let go of his hand and immediately tangled in his hair.
He loved the way she did that. He knew she liked his hair and the feel of her fingers gripping, as if she couldn’t get enough, turned him on.
His hand found her waist, and he gently dug his fingers into her side.
She gasped, and he licked into her mouth. Their lips teased and sucked each other, tongues flicking and stroking.
As Alex tilted his head to deepen the kiss further, he got a surprise when Holly captured his tongue with her lips and slowly sucked as she ran her tongue along the underside of his.
She let out a whimper as he moaned.
He moved his hand from her waist and into her hair. One of Holly’s hands let go of his hair and stroked down his neck to his shoulder, down over his chest, and then moved to wrap around his back. Her fingertips pressed into his muscles and then stretched out again.
Holly pulled her mouth away, breathing hard, chest heaving.
“What are you doing to me?” she asked a very turned on Alex.
“The same thing you’re doing to me.” He said, breathless.
“That’s good.” She whispered as she pulled him back to her mouth.
As she pulled, his arm that he was leaning on slipped a little, which brought his body down on hers. Holly seemed to want this because she pulled him tighter still. Alex freed his hand from Holly’s glorious, satin locks and stroked down the side of her neck. Round the back of her shoulder, of the arm that was currently holding him to her as though her life depended on it, and he continued down to her waist.
Holly had turned her hips towards him slightly, by dropping her right knee slightly inwards, and her left leg straightened out. This gave him access to her perfect rear. He let his hand continue down until he was cupping her very firm butt.
Holly let out a slight squeak but continued to explore his mouth. Alex brought his left knee across a little, to rest between hers. As he did, Holly brought her right leg further over his, trapping him in place.
Alex was in heaven.
His Holly.
Beautiful, sexy, and oh-so-fucking perfect lying almost underneath him.
His hard on was throbbing, his body scorching, heart beating faster than ever before. He couldn’t get enough. He wanted to kiss her… touch her… everywhere.
Not yet, not yet.
He’d promised.
Oh Holly, what you do to me!
He felt her hand move lower on his back.
Is she…?
Her hand found his butt, and she squeezed… and moaned. Alex pulled back from their kiss and Holly’s eyes found his. He rested his forehead against hers to catch his breath.
“Holly.” He whispered and then swallowed hard. “You drive me crazy.” He closed his eyes and turned his head slightly, but not separating from her.
“You have no idea what you do to me.” She replied breathlessly. “You’re perfect all over.” She added with a cheeky squeeze to let him know she appreciated his tight, defined, rear end.
Alex lifted his head so he could look into her yes. Eyes that he could get lost in. Eyes that, right then, were looking at him with so much desire he could barely restrain himself.
Keeping his body still, he removed his hand from her perfectly formed ass and stroked down the side of her face, across her jaw, and to her chin. From there he began his slow decent down the center of her neck, stopping before he reached her breasts.
Holly took a sharp breath as he caressed her and Alex was admiring the flawless beauty before him. He watched her chest rise and fall rapidly in her aroused state, and her nipples were hard and protruding from her vest.
He licked his lips and kept his bottom lip tucked between his teeth.
He wanted to lick and then suck on her nipples and caress her feminine mounds whilst she lay under him. He closed his eyes to take steadying breaths.
God, he was going to burst in his pants if he kept thinking that way.
“Are you ok?” Holly whispered. Noticing his distress.
He opened his eyes to hers, full of concern. He smiled before placing a gentle kiss on her lips.
Holly thought she was going to pass out from the pleasure Alex’s touch brought her.
First, he’d stroked down her side to reach her arse. His hand fitted perfectly, and she liked it. She’d pulled him further onto herself to feel his body against hers and when she did, the surge between her legs was almost crippling.
She’d plucked up the courage to seek out his amazingly tight butt and…wow! She’d told him what she thought of that.
He’d stroked her face and down, almost to her breasts. The feel of his touch was almost too much. When he stopped, her body was screaming ‘No!’ Holly wanted his hands all over her.
Too soon.
Just over a week until her birthday.
Would she last that long?
Alex moved his head to the side and kissed Holly’s cheek. Then her jaw, then gently scraping his lips along to her chin and back up her jawline until he reached her ear.
Holly was ready to explode. She didn’t know what she wanted, but she knew she needed it…whatever it was.
If only he would touch…
No. I can’t think of that.
Alex exhaled, and his hot breath sent prickles of pleasure over her skin.
“Quiero que tan mala.” He whispered before kissing her neck, just below her ear, like he had at Quincy’s.
“Oh my God!” she squealed as Alex repeated the delicious torture on her neck.
He sucked and nibbled down to her collarbone and then back up.
Holly was gripping fist fuels of the blanket. Her knuckles turning white from the strain. Her eyes tightly shut and her lower lip in-between her teeth to stop herself from crying out.
“Alex. I can’t…take…anymore.” She panted. “It’s too…much…I…Oh God!” she squealed again.
Alex lifted his head and saw for himself that Holly was on the verge of combustion. He smiled a slow sexy grin and kissed her deeply, stroking his tongue with hers. When he lifted back up, he gave her more kisses, but slow pecks.
He brushed his fingers through her hair and carefully removed himself from their entanglement, laying on his back. His hard shaft was pressing against the denim in protest at not being set free.
They both took deep breaths.
Holly lifted up onto her elbows, and she looked round to Alex. Her eyes widened and then looked away as she noticed the hard shape in his pants.
There’s no point in hiding it. She knows what she does to me.
“Sorry.” He smiled. She had to know he was as turned on as she was. Hell, it was digging into her hip!
“Don’t be sorry.“ She said. “I’m glad I could do that to you.”
“Really?” He asked in surprise.
“Yeah. And just so you know, Alexandro Valencia, I’m going to get you back for that.”
“For what?” He knew what, he just wanted her to say it. And his full name again. It sounded so damn sexy when she did.
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p; “You know what.” She said as she cocked an eyebrow.
“Say my name again.” He said in the tone she loved.
“Alexandro Valencia.” She said.
“Mmm. Again.” He urged.
“Alexandro Valencia.” She said, quieter.
“Once more.”
Holly turned over so she was on her hands and knees. Her hair cascading over one shoulder. She crawled the two paces to him, put her hands either side of his head and lifted her leg to straddle him. She lowered her face to his, a little.
“Alexandro Valencia.” She whispered, making his groin strain against his jeans even more.
He was stunned. It was the reverse of the position on the track earlier that day.
Holy fuck! Holly is damn sexy and she’s mine. Mine!
Alex looked down, and he could see down her top.
“Holy shit.” He said out loud. His unwelcome friend was knocking to come out and play. Banging to get out would be more appropriate!
Alex raised his eyes back up to Holly’s face and saw she was smiling down on him. She had seen exactly where his eyes had been.
“Is this you getting me back?”
“Not in the slightest.” She chuckled.
“Funny huh?” He said and he grabbed her around the waist and turned them so Holly was on her back again and he… was lying between her legs her thighs pressed together on either side of his hips.
They both froze, realizing the position they had found themselves in.
“We should probably…”
“Yeah.” Said Holly and Alex moved off of her and sat up.
“I think I should take you home now.” He said with a sad tone to his voice.
“Why?” Said Holly, worried that she’d upset him. Alex just smiled at her.
“It’s eleven-thirty, and I promised ‘before midnight’.”
