by Dawn Doyle
“Um…botones.”
He shook his head slowly.
“Yes, they’re buttons!” she said. She had a feeling that wasn’t what he was taking about.
Her hips were trying to lift to meet his, and she was trying her damnedest to keep them still.
“These are buttons.” He said as he held her highest fastened button between his fingers…and opened it. The very top of her breasts on show.
The next one down would reveal her cleavage, almost fully.
“Do you know the answer yet?” He was biting his lip as he looked down at her chest again.
“I think…pecho?”
“Ooh, close…” He said as his hand ran under her shirt again. “However, I didn’t actually mean ‘chest’.”
Alex’s hand travelled up to her ribs and up higher.
Holly could feel his fingertips touch the edge of her left breasts and her back arched involuntarily as she gasped.
“I meant these” He whispered as his hand cupped around her and gently dug in his fingertips. “Oh my fucking God.” He whispered as he scrunched his eyes shut, tensing his jaw.
He was close too.
Holly knew that they had a few minutes before somebody was going to go over the edge, and it would probably be her.
If he could just touch her…there… She didn’t know why, but she knew that was where she needed him, wanted him, so much that her parts were throbbing so hard she could feel her pulse there.
She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, which made his lower body connect with hers.
Alex had tried to keep them apart by keeping his hips further down. Her lifting her legs made his hips shift.
“God…Holly.” Alex reeled off his sports lists, but he didn’t remove his hand from her breast. He lifted his gaze, and Holly knew, from his eyes, that he wasn’t seeing straight.
He growled and eyed her chest and buttons.
“No tocar.” He said as he released her other hand.
Holly gripped the pillows, either side of her head and lowered her legs again.
Alex brought his fingers to the next button.
“If you get this one wrong…” He threatened, “every incorrect answer, I will undo a button.”
Holly just nodded; eyes glazed in arousal.
“Are you sure?” He whispered.
“Yeah.” She whispered in reply.
“Ok then, Miss. Edwards…en Español. ¿Qué son estas?”
“I thought it was pecho.” She said.
Alex smiled mischievously.
“Nope. That would be more suitable for me. So…that’s a wrong answer.” He said and took the next button between his finger and thumb, looking into her eyes as he opened it.
His other hand still cupping her breast as Holly held her breath.
“Think harder, baby.” He risked a glance to her shirt, at the skin that had become exposed.
He could see more cleavage.
Her breasts were large enough that, when she lay down, they pushed up towards her collarbone. Showing a lot more than if she were standing up.
Alex licked his lips, hungrily, as he stared down.
“Um…” Holly was trying to concentrate as her pulsating core was practically screaming at her for more.
She wanted him to open her buttons, to show more of her skin to him.
Her legs tightening and she could feel his hard length pressing against her.
Her body felt as though it was going to ignore her pleas for control and rub against him, seeking relief, but she forced herself to stay still.
Alex’s fingers gripped the next button.
“I really thought it was pecho.”
“Remember the masculine and feminine.” He whispered as he stroked his nose along her cheek. “Also, what I did to your neck when I said if the answer were wrong… Shall I remind you?” He didn’t give her time to answer. He planted a hot, open mouthed kiss on her neck and Holly clamped a hand over her mouth as she cried out.
Alex chuckled into her neck.
“That was if you got that part wrong. So I think you can guess what’ll happen with the current one, if you keep getting it wrong.”
“Alex, I don’t know, but if you do that…I won’t be able to control myself. I might um…” She felt a little embarrassed that she was telling him that she might orgasm.
“I don’t think it’s allowed.”
“Nobody said otherwise.” He said with a low growl in her ear.
“Agh!” She squeaked and clamped her eyes and mouth shut.“ You’re torturing me, Alex.”
Her knees clamped against his sides.
His fingers played with the next button, and she saw a look pass his features. Was it…worry?
He continued to caress her breast. He moved his hand away, after a final squeeze, only to swap hands and caress her other breast.
“Oh fuck fuck!” She whisper shouted, arching her back at the new sensation in the other side.
“I want to make you…” He whispered in her ear.
“Oh God, I want you to.” She breathed, her chest heaving, head dizzy and her core set to explode.
“It’s not fair on you.” She said.
“Can I tell you a secret?” He asked as he continued to knead her breast gently, as he rolled her button between his finger and thumb that would expose right down to the centre of her bra.
Holly nodded her head.
“Would you think bad of me, if I said I have, a few times by myself? Because of you, but never before you?” Holly’s breath hitched, and her eyes opened wide.
“You did? Seriously? Because of me?”
Alex frowned a bit, seemingly regretting telling her that he had to relieve himself.
“Do you think less of me now?” Holly shook her head. Still in shock of what he’d told her. It was exactly what she’d been thinking, the other day, about him touching himself because of her.
“You get me so worked up, not even a freezing, cold shower can fix it.”
Holly opened her mouth to speak.
“That is sexy as hell!” She squeaked.
“Really?” He asked, surprised.
Holly nodded frantically.
“Because I do that to you…Oh my God.” Holly’s eyes fluttered, her breathing coming faster as she squirmed underneath him.
“You like that I have to?”
“Yes”
He crashed his mouth to hers in a kiss that could only be described as sexual, the way he moved his tongue around her mouth.
He rubbed across her nipple, and she flinched, her legs squeezing as her core burned.
Alex pulled back, breathless.
“Now to resume your test.” He said in his low, sinfully sexy voice.
“Oh shit!”
“¿Qué son estas?” He asked, licking his top lip seductively.
“Alex, I really don’t know.”
“Are you getting it wrong on purpose?” He narrowed his eyes, flashing his killer smile.
“No. Honestly. The book and the app say pecho.”
“Ok. Guess then.”
“I really have no idea.”
Alex popped her button.
“Holy fucking mother of…!!” Alex growled, and his jaw tensed at what he saw.
Holly’s shirt widened to expose her cleavage and the centre part of her white bra.
“Guess again.” He said, clearing his throat. Moving himself down so his head was above her chest.
“Alex…please.” Her voice barely audible as she mouthed the words.
“This is your last chance, babe. I won’t open your shirt completely, not today, but you need to get this right or…unless you don’t want me to…” He said, lifting up to look at her face.
“I do.” She said quietly, again. Too aroused to talk. She swallowed hard.
“It hurts.” She managed to say.
The throbbing between her legs was agonising, her nipples hard and pinching.
“Babe?” Alex said
in concern.
“It hurts” she repeated.
The knowing in his eyes said he knew why. He’d been through it, many times.
“Tell me the answer, Holly. In Spanish. I want the proper name. ‘Pecho’ is mainly used for a man and I won’t accept the slang word.”
He rubbed his thumb across her hard nipple, and she felt his length twitch.
Her hips threatening to buck against him.
“Oh shit, babe, don’t move.” He breathed.
Holly whimpered, biting her lips. Alex was still for a few seconds with his eyes closed before he slowly opened them.
Eyes black and hooded, clouded with desire and arousal.
He moved down her body, moving his hips off of hers and lower so both his elbows were either side of her.
His other hand slid under her shirt so he could cup both of her breasts, and he rubbed, lightly, over both nipples.
Holly brought a hand to her mouth as she made a very high ‘oh’.
“Tell me, baby. What are these perfect parts of yours called?”
Holly’s breath was ragged, her heart rate erratic, and fire coursing through every fibre of her body. She couldn’t think straight; she was so close.
“I don’t know…Alex. I need you to…” Holly’s eyes clamped shut and she was in agony.
“What? What do you need me to do?” His voice rumbled low and Holly’s eyes were tearing up with the pressure.
“I don’t know. I feel like I’m going to explode.”
“Where do you feel it?”
“Everywhere.” She whispered.
“They’re on their way guys! Two minutes!” Dev shouted through the door.
“Fuck.” Said Alex, annoyed.
“No, not now.” Holly complained.
“Are you hurting bad?”
“Yes. Really bad.”
“I’m sorry babe. I went too far.” He said as he removed his hands from her mounds.
“No.” She shook her head. “If I wanted you to stop, I would’ve said”
“You’re so perfect, I can’t believe you’re mine. I love you.” He said, as he moved up the bed to press his lips to hers.
Holly’s hands now, could finally touch him, found his hair and she moaned…and Alex growled.
“Damn I, those sounds you make.” He said, scrunching his eyes and taking deep breaths.
“Holly they’re here!” Dev shouted as she knocked.
“Just a sec.” Holly answered, trying to keep her voice steady.
They slowly untangled from each other and she fastened her buttons and fixed her shirt.
“You kill me, Holly.” He said, shaking his head. Alex stroked her cheek and ran a finger down her neck to her collarbone, causing Holly to draw in a jagged breath.
“Baby, I am sorry.” He said. His eyes full of remorse.
“What for?”
“I shouldn’t have gone that far.”
“You didn’t do anything I didn’t want you to.” She whispered, in case Dev was outside the door. “Plus…” she added as she fixed her hair. “…I’m pretty sure if Dev hadn’t knocked...” She fidgeted and bit her lip, still in a highly aroused state.
“I still feel bad.”
Holly held his face to make him look at her. She planted a featherlight kiss on his lips.
“I wanted you to…Alex…so bad. She kissed him again and licked her tongue across his lip. “I love you.” She said against his lips.
His arms around her waist, hers around his neck, fingers in his hair. Their kiss became more passionate, desperate…
“Holllyyy! Enough face sucking. I need beautifying.” Knocked Dev.
They both exhaled in a sulk.
“Go on, babe. I’ll see you soon and…um…should you need me to…” He cocked an eyebrow and Holly’s jaw slackened.
“You’re so bad” She said and quickly kissed him as she, reluctantly, got off the bed.
“I’d come with you but…” He looked pointedly south and Holly knew what he meant.
The bulge on his pants wasn’t something he could easily hide.
“I know” She smirked. “I could help with that.” She winked and opened the door.
“What took so long?” Groaned Dev.
“Sucking face.” Said Holly as she walked across the landing to the stairs.
“Then why have you missed a button on your shirt?” Holly quickly glance down.
“Ha! Busted.” Said Dev as Holly saw that her buttons were done.
“Ok, it was only three.” Holly said, defensively.
“Three more than usual though.” Smirked Dev and they walked downstairs to meet Riss and Kayla.
“Oh my fucking God!” Alex said to himself. The fire raging through him wasn’t subsiding. He could still feel Holly’s breasts in his hands.
“Agh!” He groaned when his hard on twitched.
He could still feel where Holly’s legs had squeezed him.
He groaned again.
He could still feel the heat from between her thighs as he rested there.
“Ow! Shit!” He cried as he jumped from the bed and stormed to the bathroom.
He was a mess.
He’d play a dangerous game with Holly and hadn’t intended it to go that far, but both of them had wanted to.
He made sure to ask Holly if it were ok, and she’d told him she wanted him to carry on. He’d gotten her so turned on, she was in pain, and he knew exactly how that felt.
She’d even said that if he had kissed her, like he had on her neck, if she got the answer wrong that she’d lose control. She hadn’t specified, exactly, what would happen just that she ‘might’.
He took a guess at what she’d meant.
God, he wanted her to.
When he told her that he wanted to make her… she surprised him by saying he wanted him to, too. He’s almost come apart when her hips bucked up to him.
Fuck that was close.
If she’d so much as touched him, anywhere, he would’ve burst in his pants. Hence the ‘no touching’ rule. He wanted to touch her, where she probably needed him to, but he wasn’t sure he should.
Holly had said she thinks it’s ‘not allowed’. But, even he didn’t know and if Dev hadn't had knocked, he might have done so after Holly told him that she hurt ‘everywhere’.
He needed to know the limitations but, somehow, he thought that wasn’t something he could ask is parents.
‘Hey, Mom and Dad, I know I’m not supposed to have sex until Holly’s eighteen. But, can I get her off?’ Yeah that didn’t seem like a conversation he wanted to have.
His hard on was pulsing so much, he needed to relieve it. He stripped and stepped into the shower and helped himself.
As he dried himself, he received a text from Holly.
H: Just got to mine with the girls. I love you. Xx
His body remembered too well; the earlier activities and he took deep breaths to calm himself.
A: Thanks for letting me know. I love you too.xx
He received a text from Ben, letting him know he would pick up the guys on the way to Alex’s house. Riss and Kayla would be driving them back.
Alex’s parents would be driving to the party and he would be driving their car back for them
Alex was actually looking forward to his and Dev’s birthday party. It was just close friends and family, but he was excited to show Holly off to everyone. He had no doubt that they would all love her.
Alex went downstairs for a drink, and his parents were in the kitchen.
“Here’s my birthday boy!” Said Evie with a huge smile, walking towards Alex with her arms wide. She and Rami had just gotten back from work as they still had their ‘doctor’ clothes on.
“Aw honey, he’s a man now.” Chuckled Rami.
“He’ll always be my baby.” She said proudly, looking up at her son. Who, at six-feet three, towered over her five-feet nine.
“Are you ok son?” Rami asked.
“Yeah why?” Said
Alex as he drank from his water bottle.
“It’s just, you look…frustrated.”
Alex choked on the water and Evie patted him on the back as he coughed.
“Dad!” He finally managed to say when he got his breath back. “What the hell?”
Rami was laughing hard.
“I didn’t mean frustrated frustrated. I meant like you look somewhat uncomfortable about something.”
“No I’m fine.” He said as he ran a hand over his face.
“Uh huh.”
“What is it? Have you and Holly had a fight?” Evie asked.
“What? No! Not at all.”
Fight? Why would they ask that? Do I look upset?
“Holly’s great.” He said, and he couldn’t stop the smile spreading across his face. “She’s perfect”
“Why the sad face then?” asked Rami.
“I’m not sad…” Alex said as he walked out of the room. “…Just frustrated”
“Wha…?” He heard his Mom say as he went upstairs.
He needed to get his clothes ready for the party.
It was starting at seven, and it was already after four thirty. It didn’t take him that long bout the guys were coming over at five, and they’d probably want to hangout and talk before they had to leave.
Over at Holly’s house, the girls had been discussing make up colours for the night and the song requests they could think of, to shake their stuff to. All to make the boys go wild.
“Hol, you’ve got to show us some belly dancing moves!” squealed Kayla. “Kyle said he loves my ass, so I want to move it like Shakira.” She giggled.
Kayla had been excited to tell Holly and Dev about what had happened between her and Kyle the day before. They’d left the house and talked about how they’d liked each other for a while. They’d gone out that night and, like Riss and Ryan, decided they were officially a couple. With keeping try to how her and Riss were alike, she had ‘done it’ with Kyle after their first date.
“Won’t you be too sore to get him excited?” asked Dev, as Holly was busy putting huge rollers in her hair.
