What You Do To Me (Unexpected Love)

by Izzy Cullen

  Alex took my hand again and led me down the stairs to the dance floor. Not letting go of my hand, he led me out to the middle of the floor. He brought my right arm up over his shoulder, placing his leg between mine, and leaning his head down to my forehead. We started moving with each other. Our hips were moving together as if we were connected. With his eyes staring into mine, it felt like we were the only ones on the dance floor. Worried what my body might start doing if he continued to look at me while dancing like this; I quickly turned my back into his front and started moving with him again. I could feel Alex’s hand move my ponytail to the side and he put his lips on my neck. I immediately closed my eyes and tilted my head so my neck was more accessible to him. While he was doing this, my hands were sliding up and down the outside of his thighs, and at times, moving towards the back of his thighs, pulling him closer into me.

  I was not sure how long we danced like that, but at some point, I sensed someone standing in front of us. Looking up, I saw Sam with a smile on her face and I immediately stopped dancing. Sam whispered in my ear to ask me to hit the bathroom with her. I leaned in to tell Alex where we were going and he told us to use the one in the VIP area because it was safer. Just when I started to follow Sam, Alex caught my wrist, pulling my face into his. He softly said, “I told you that dancing was the best foreplay.” Feeling my face go flush, I turned and followed Sam up the steps.

  I decided I had better go again, because who knew when I’d get the chance to make it back into the bathroom. When I exited the stall, Sam was grinning at me. “What?” I managed to ask.

  “Nothing, other than the two of you basically having sex on the dance floor.” I heard the giggle in her voice.

  I could feel my face grow hot and red, “No, we weren’t; it’s called dancing.”

  “Yeah, dancing, except you two were glued together. I don’t think air molecules could have fit between you two.”

  “Shut up, we weren’t that close.” I didn’t even look at Sam, because I was too embarrassed.

  “Hey, I felt like I was watching porn, seriously hot, if Alex wasn’t my brother.” I looked up at Sam when she said that, my eyes huge from shock of what she just said. “Don’t be embarrassed. I think it’s great. Alex hasn’t found anyone he likes or that keeps his interest, god, possibly ever.” Sam took a deep breath in and continued to talk. “I’m sure he hasn’t said anything to you, but his ex-wife burned him bad, and he hasn’t cared about anyone since. He really isn’t that rock star everyone thinks he is.”

  “Well, we’re just friends. Nothing happened with us and nothing is going to happen,” I said, trying to sound firm, but knowing it sounded more like a question.

  “I’m sure it won’t, but if it does, just know that my brother is a nice guy. Christ, he pissed the whole band off by staying another night instead of hitting a PR party in Chicago.” Sam let out a quiet sigh, “I shouldn’t say anything, but I know he has started having feelings for you. If you don’t feel anything for him, then please don’t lead him on. This is the first time he has actually showed interest or cared about someone in a really long time.”

  Not realizing it, a tear escaped my eye. Sam looked at me and smiled, “I didn’t mean to upset you, but I care about him and I think you do too. Abby, I really like you; I can tell you see him for Alex and not the singer for Awakening. You should see for yourself what a nice guy he can be.” With that, she grabbed my hand and led me out into the lounge area. Derek and Alex were there waiting for us. Alex had a questioning look on his face, probably seeing the redness in my eyes. He immediately shot Sam a look, which she quickly turned away from.

  Smiling at them both, I grabbed the bottle and poured the three of us a shot. Sam had already headed towards the dance floor. After the shot, Derek grasped my arm, leaned in, and told me that it was his turn for a dance. We made our way to the dance floor and I looked over my shoulder at Alex. He was staring at me as I walked away.

  Derek and I danced together like friends at a wedding. There was no heated touching and there was space left between us. At times, while dancing, Derek grabbed, dipped and spun me. We were laughing hard when we returned to the VIP area. We grabbed another shot and by this time, Sam was back, but she quickly grabbed Derek for a dance. Still laughing to myself, I watched Sam and Derek head down the stairs. Alex slid into the spot next to me, placing his arm behind me on the couch and leaning into my ear. “One more dance?”

  Looking back at him, knowing one dance would never be enough, but if that’s all I could get, I was taking it. I quickly responded, “Absolutely, but another shot first.”

  Before I even finished my statement, Alex leaned in, licked my neck and grabbed the saltshaker. He added salt to the spot he licked, pouring two more shots and placing a lemon in my mouth. He then licked the salt from my neck, but not a lick, more like sucking. He took the shot, and with his mouth, grabbed the lemon from mine. When he removed the lemon from his mouth, I reached up and grabbed his shirt, pulling him into me. I immediately invaded his mouth with my tongue. Alex’s hands started moving up my thighs to my skirt. He then picked me up and placed me on his lap. Alex’s hand was now traveling back up my thigh, under my skirt and the other hand was inside the back of my shirt. I moaned into his mouth, my body aching and burning with his touch. I momentarily broke the kiss, trying to catch my breath, but ended up gathering myself and becoming aware of my surroundings. Shit, what was I doing? I was in public for Christ sake. I immediately pulled away and crawled off his lap. I reached out and grabbed the other shot, throwing my head back and swallowing.

  Without thinking, I stood up and clutched Alex’s hand. I immediately dragged him onto the dance floor. There was no way I could dance alone with him, because I had no control over my body at that moment. I started looking for Sam and Derek. After a few minutes, I spotted them. Letting go of Alex’s hand, I joined Sam and Derek dancing. We formed a small circle on the dance floor. It remained that way for the rest of the night. I figured safety in numbers, because who knew what I would be willing to do with this man in the middle of a club. I clearly had no control when left alone with him.

  A little after two in the morning, we managed to leave the club. My feet were killing me and thanks to the many shots, my head was fuzzy. In the limo, Sam was retelling a story about some of the girls and a pick up line one used on Derek. We were all laughing hard and I felt tears running down my face from laughing. Alex reached over and wiped them from my checks. He immediately removed his hand once he was done. When we were getting out of the car, Derek started to speak, “Well, Ms. Porter, I’m happy to announce you still have it. Between you and Sam, we had every guy in the place jealous that you two were with us.”

  I started to laugh, knowing he was blowing smoke up my ass. Alex then looked at me, “Seriously, I thought I was going to get into more than the one fight tonight.”

  “What, you got into a fight tonight? Are you crazy? Haven’t you learned anything in the last twelve years? Are we going to be looking at a lawsuit?” Without waiting for a response, Sam continued, “Shit, should I call Rick in the morning?” Sam had a pissed off look on her face.

  “Actually, it was more Abby’s fight. I just picked the asshole up off the floor and helped him up, while informing him it was best to stay clear of Abby the rest of the evening.” Alex then shot me a half smile.

  All eyes now looked at me and I felt the wind being knocked out of me. “What? It was nothing, really nothing.” Sam and Derek looked at me as if they didn’t believe a word I was saying. “Someone grabbed me so I kneed him. Alex was standing right there after it happened. Seriously, it’s not a big deal.” I looked up at Alex, who was still looking at me. Moments later, I moved my eyes over to Derek, waiting on him to say something.

  “Christ, I missed that? Seeing a girl kick a guy’s ass is so hot.” I knew Derek would lighten the mood. I walked over, placed my arm around his waist, and walked with him into the hotel. Sam and Alex followed us to the elevators.


  As we waited, I realized this was the last time that I would see either one of them. I leaned over and gave Sam a hug. “What was that for?” Sam asked, looking at me as if I was a drunken idiot.

  “Well, I realized this is the last time I am going to see you guys.” Sam looked back at me, this time with a smile on her face. “We fly out at noon tomorrow and I haven’t thought about that. I had so much fun today. We’ve never done anything like this on tour.” Not knowing if the meaning behind it was they never had fun little side trips on tour or that Sam didn’t take the time to meet the girls Alex brought back to the room on tour. “Plus, I’m sure we’ll be seeing each other again.” This time, Sam shot a wink in my direction.

  I reached over, hugged Sam again, and then I heard the elevator doors opening. I knew if we lived closer, Sam was someone I would love to be friends with and have in my life. She was sweet and yet honest, just like Derek and Lexi, well, Derek on a good day.

  We all piled into the elevator and Derek thanked Alex for the lunch, game and club. Derek then gave Alex his business card as he walked off the elevator. “I’ll call you in the morning, Abbs. We can do brunch before we head in separate ways”

  “Sounds good, but not before ten,” I shouted back as the elevator doors were closing.

  Then the elevator stopped at my floor. I smiled at Sam and said good-bye. When I started to say bye to Alex, he was already out of the elevator. “What are you doing?”

  “I’m being a gentleman and walking you to your room.” Looking back at the elevator, he spoke to Sam, “Sammy, I’ll see you in a bit.”

  “I’m sure you will,” I heard, as the elevator doors were closing.

  8.

  Standing outside my room, I pulled my room key card out of my clutch. I leaned against the door and looked up at Alex. “You know, you didn’t have to walk me to my door. I think I could have managed from the elevator to the hotel room door.”

  “Well, I wanted to say bye. You seemed to say bye to Sam, but I was feeling a bit left out.”

  “I didn’t mean for that to happen. I guess I wasn’t sure how to say bye to you and by not saying it, I guess I was trying to prolong it a bit.”

  “Prolonging it a bit, I like the sound of that.” Alex reached over, grabbed the key card from my hand, and slid it into the slot. He opened the door and waited for me to enter. I walked into the room, not sure what to do next. I had never been in a situation like this. Christ, I hadn’t been single since I was sixteen.

  Unsure of what to do, I walked in and set my purse down on the dresser by the TV. I turned and saw myself in the mirror. Oh, my freaking god. My eyes looked like raccoon eyes. Crap, I looked like a hot mess. So much for whatever look I was trying to pull off with the eye make-up. I turned to Alex, “Why don’t you have a seat, I need to wash my face real quick.” I walked past him and slipped into the bathroom. I quickly washed my face, brushed my teeth and sprayed a little body spray on. I knew I stunk from all that dancing. I wanted to take a hot shower, but knew Alex was in the room and I said I was only washing my face.

  When I exited the bathroom, Alex was lying on the bed propped up on a few pillows with his shirt off. The TV was off and he immediately turned and smiled at me when I stepped out into the small hallway in the room. I couldn’t help but smile back at him. Instead of walking towards him, I took a minute to take all of him in. The lights from the city of Detroit shined in through the hotel window, illuminating him just enough. I looked at his chiseled chest, toned arms, six-pack and the tattoos, those that could be made out, covering both his arms and chest. I knew there were more on his back and hoped at some point, I’d be able to get a better look at those too. Who was I kidding? I didn’t want to look at them. What I really wanted to do was trace each and everyone with my tongue.

  “Do you like what you see?” His voice coming into my thoughts immediately startled me.

  “Hmmm, what?” I managed to say as my eyes moved up to his.

  “Do you like what you see? Because I can give you a closer look if you would like.” I felt my face grow hot and red. “There’s no reason to be shy now.”

  “What? I’m not shy, it’s just, nothing.” I walked over to the bed, slid up onto the pillows, and rolled onto my side facing Alex.

  “Just what?” Alex moved from his sitting position and rolled over on his side to face me. His eyes were at the same level as mine and it was hard not to stare into them, as he lay straight across from me.

  “It’s just I have never done anything like this before. Actually, I haven’t been with anyone in over eight months.” Seriously, why did I say that to him, as if he needed to know how long it had been since I’d had sex? “I’m just not sure how this works.” Taking in a deep breath, I moved from facing him to lying on my back looking straight up at the ceiling. “I’m not like the other girls you’ve been with.”

  “I know you’re nothing like any of the other girls I’ve ever met or been with.” Alex slid over, pulling me closer. His elbow was bent, allowing his head to lie on his hand. This put Alex in my direct line of sight. “As far as never doing anything like this, we don’t have to do anything at all. All I want to do is prolong the goodbye. I didn’t want to say bye to you this morning and I don’t want to do it now.”

  Without thinking, I looked at Alex and as soon as our eyes met, my hands wrapped around his head and pulled it down to mine. I kissed him with an urgency and hunger I had never felt before, but I didn’t want to stop. I felt scared that the feeling would go away or even worse, I’d wake up and realize the night was all simply a dream.

  Alex’s left arm kept him slightly propped on his side, while his right hand slid up my shirt and under my bra. He took turns between each breast, rolling my nipples in-between his thumb and fingers. I moaned into his mouth and gently pushed him back onto the bed. I rolled on top of him, straddling him, my skirt riding up to my waist. I bent down and started licking, kissing and nibbling at his chest and stomach. I moved farther down over the hard ripples of his stomach and started playing with his belt. I couldn’t seem to get the belt undone. Before I could release the belt, Alex rolled me over and pushed me back onto the bed. His mouth was back on mine and his hands were moving up my leg, over my thigh and under my skirt. He rubbed his finger on the outside of my lace panties, feeling my wetness. His touch was making me moan again.

  Alex stopped kissing me, but continued to rub me through my panties. He looked deeply into my eyes. “We don’t have to do this. I can stop; just tell me what you want.”

  Without even having to think, I responded, “You,” while pulling his mouth back onto mine, “I want you.”

  With my response, Alex’s fingers moved from the outside of my lace panties to the inside, placing a single finger inside my folds. I gasped at his touch. It had been a long time since I had been touched in such a way. Before I realized it, Alex had two fingers inside me and he was sliding his fingers in and out, playing with my clitoris on the outward movements. My lips had left his and I had started sucking on his neck. I could taste the salt of his sweat mixed with his natural taste. Between the movements of the fingers and his taste, I felt myself climaxing. Without even realizing it, I let out a loud moan and my insides and stomach tightened. I could feel the shock waves rip through me and my breathing was hard and rapid.

  One of my hands slid up to my forehead and the other rested on my stomach. I closed my eyes, trying to regain control over my body. Alex’s body had left my side and he was on his knees over me. I opened my eyes and made out his form. His hands were reaching up the sides of my thighs, yanking my underwear from my body. I sat up; working on his buckle, but my hands couldn’t seem to unlatch it. Alex let out a chuckle, which was sexy as hell, but at the same time, it was annoying. His hands met mine at his buckle and he helped me unlatch it. I immediately started on his button and zipper. Alex reached over and grabbed my tank top from the base, pulling it over my head. He then unlatched my bra, pulling it away from my body.

>   I continued to yank on his jeans, but with him kneeling, I was having trouble getting them down. Alex quickly stood, yanking his pants down and pulling a condom from his pocket and tossing it on the bed. As Alex did this, I was stripping off my skirt. I immediately felt exposed laying on the bed with him standing over me. I crawled on my knees to him. I grabbed at his waist, pulling him in close to me. My mouth reached for his, while my hands moved down his stomach to find him and stroke him. I was amazed at how big and round he was and wondered what this was going to feel like sliding in and out of me.

  Alex leaned into me, using his weight to move me back onto the bed. I moved to the side, lightly pushing him onto the bed. I again straddled him, leaning my mouth down, trailing kisses and licks as I moved south. His stomach was hard and smooth. I couldn’t get enough of his taste and I wanted more of him in my mouth. I immediately moved down lower, putting him in my mouth. Alex let out a moan and his hands were in my hair. His hands, not forcing me to take in anymore of him, simply lingered in my hair. After several moments of taking more and more of him into my mouth, Alex’s hands tightened around my hair, pulling me up. “God, you have to stop. This isn’t the place on your body where I want to cum.” He reached and grabbed my shoulders, pulling me up to him.

  Alex rolled me over, putting his mouth back onto mine. He started moving his mouth and kissing me on my neck, moving lower to my shoulders and then to my breasts. As he was sucking, nibbling and licking on one nipple, his hand was gently squeezing and massaging the other. I couldn’t help but moan. His hands and mouth on me felt amazing. In all my life, I had never been touched and appreciated in such a sexual way. David never took the time to make me feel wanted. He never would have stopped me when he was so close to cumming into my mouth.