Faithfully (7 page)

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.

When I exited the
room, Alex was typing on his computer. At first he didn’t look up until I sat across from him at the table. When he did, he had a huge smile on his face. He didn’t say anything, but just looked into my eyes. I slid my bare feet over and rested them up on his leg. I was comfortable and content and loved the moment.

The blonde flight attendant approached
, asking if she could get me anything to drink once she slid food out in front of us. I immediately felt embarrassed. I was so consumed in the moments earlier that I had forgotten she was even on the plane. I asked for a diet soda without making eye contact. When she disappeared, Alex immediately spoke.
              “I know what you are thinking, and don’t worry. She heard nothing. I instructed her to sit in the cockpit at takeoff and not to return back until I called up for her. She was up there the whole time.” I felt a little better, but she had to know what was going on back here, and that still made me feel embarrassed.

I looked down and the meal actually looked good. It was grilled chicken breasts, rice
, and asparagus. She came back with my drink and a side of raw veggies and hummus. My stomach started to growl, and I held it while letting out a soft laugh.

I sat and ate while watching Alex on the computer. A few
times he had me take a listen to some music that Eric sent to him from bands he would be meeting this weekend. I wasn’t all that impressed. They sounded good, but almost as if they were imitating Awakenings
sound. They didn’t have any unique qualities. I was not a music expert, and when Alex asked me what I thought, I just simply said they were good or decent and that I liked them. There was not a single group I loved, and I thought I was sensing the same feeling from Alex. The more he listened and typed, the more I saw a look of frustration on his face. It wasn’t until the flight attendant came back that I realized the time and that we were starting our descent. Alex shut down the computer, came over, and sat next to me. I sank into his side and rested my head on his chest.

It was at that moment I realized I
had completely failed again. I felt panicked. I lifted my head up and was about to start the conversation I had been avoiding when Alex took my mouth with his. When he stopped kissing me, he looked me in the eyes.
              “Thank you for doing this for me. I know it was a lot to ask, but it means a lot to me that you agreed to come.”

Fuck
, what was I going to say? Should I spit it out now or hope to do it tomorrow morning? I was so confused. Instead of telling him, I took the chicken way out and simply said, “I’m glad I could do this for you.”  

The rest of the plane ride was uneventful. I stayed curled up next to Alex with the guilt eating away at me
, and he held me thinking everything was basically perfect with us.

~7~

When we exited the
plane, we walked through a small building and got into a black Suburban that was waiting for us. We headed out into the LA traffic. The freeway wasn’t extremely busy, but busier than I was used to seeing or driving in even when in Detroit.

When we exited the
freeway, we drove up into the hills through winding roads until we came to a gate that was overseen by two security guards. I watched as the driver gave them information, and then one got on the phone and the gate was opened. We drove in, occasionally seeing large mansion type houses or long driveways to get to the same type of house.

We finally pulled down a long drive that wrapped around a fountain. I was amazed at the structure I was looking at. It was well
lit, so I was able to make out a lot of the structure. The front had four large pillars and huge concrete or granite containers with flowers overflowing from them on each of the steps leading into the house. The landscaping in front of the house was immaculate and perfect. I turned to look at Alex, but he was already staring at me.
              “Do you like it?”

             
“It’s beautiful. I love it. You gave this up to live in Mayberry, Michigan?” The house he lived in now was the largest in town, but it looked like a shack compared to this house.

             
“I’d live in a cardboard box if it meant being with you.” I leaned in and kissed him and turned back to look at the house. I saw Sam opening the door and waving at us. I was excited to see her. We talked a lot, but she still hadn’t been out for a visit yet.

             
“Come on, let’s go inside so I can show you around.” I heard Alex open his door, but I was still taking it all in and didn’t move.

Alex walked around to open my door and help
ed me out. The driver was carrying the luggage up into the entry of the house. When we walked into the house, the downstairs looked like an open floor plan. There were two stairways leading up to the top floor, one on each side of the room. Straight ahead was an all glass wall that overlooked the pool and city of Los Angeles. The view was breathtaking.

             
“I see she is slightly overwhelmed here, so maybe we should just head outside and start the drinking.” I looked over at Sam and started to smile.

             
“Sounds like you have been itching to start. You could have started without me.” Sam reached for my hand and started to pull me outside.

             
“No way, it’s no fun to drink alone. Alex, you have a lot of calls to make, so we are going to head outside.”
              Sam waved over her shoulder as we were getting to the sliding door that let us out onto the patio. I saw the table was set with a pitcher and two glasses, with a platter of meat, cheese, and fruit. I let Sam lead me to a seat. She let go of my hand when we got there.
              “Salt or no salt?” Sam had a glass in her hand, running a lime slice around the brim.

             
“No salt, and looks like you outdid yourself here.”

             
Sam shook her head. “No. Marie, our housekeeper, set up the tray before she left for the night. I just pulled it out of the fridge. I did mix the margaritas.”
              Of course they had a housekeeper. I took a minute to take in the view and turned my head to look at the back of the house. There were a lot of windows and balconies in the back. I guess if I had a house with a view like this I would want to take full advantage of the view whenever I could, too. Sam handed me a glass and sat down with hers. She plopped her feet up on the chair next to her.
              “So you didn’t tell him. It’s pretty obvious because he is still in a good mood.”

             
“I know. It’s not that I didn’t want to tell him. I told him on the plane I needed to talk to him, and his version of talking and mine are way different. I mean, I don’t mind his version.”

Sam brought her fingers up to plug her ears and started to
sing loudly to make it clear she wasn’t interested hearing anything about Alex and me, and I didn’t blame her. I started to laugh and put my hands up so she knew I wasn’t going any further. When she put her hands down, I continued to talk.
              “I didn’t see him last night because he stayed at his house, and this week has been crazy. I barely saw Alex and spent no time with the girls. I’m not trying to make excuses, but I couldn’t get the timing right.”

             
“Well, you are just going to have to let it play out tomorrow. You can’t tell him now, because Hell would have to freeze over before he would go talk to Johnny.” Sam picked up her glass to take a drink, but her eyes remained focused on me.

             
“Fine, but I feel like I’m setting him up.” I was now feeling even worse knowing he was going in and I was going to drop it on him.

             
“I’m done talking about this subject, no offense. When is the wedding by the way? I will look hot in a bridesmaid’s dress, and I’m really starting to enjoy having this place to myself.” That was the nice thing about Sam. She always got right to the point, no beating around the bush or small talk. Her questions and comments were always right in your face.

             
“Well, I don’t have a ring, and we stopped talking about it. We are still in the honeymoon stage of the relationship. Christ, we haven’t had our first fight yet.”

             
“No, but you will tomorrow,” Sam said in a singsong voice. She was right. There was no way that this would all come out and he wouldn’t be mad at me or the whole situation.

             
Sam and I sat out there a while longer. I filled her in on my small town, Alex, the girls, and everything else she questioned me on. She seemed confident Alex would adjust well to small town living. I, on the other hand, was still waiting for the novelty of it to wear off for him.              

             
Alex came out after an hour or so and joined us. He poured himself a glass from the pitcher. There wasn’t much left and he was only able to get a half a glass.
              “I take it that you two have been having a good time.” Alex took a sip.

             
“How is your star search going?” Sam asked.

             
“I don’t know. I have heard some really good talent, but I just haven’t heard anything new and exciting. Eric keeps sending me groups or artists that imitate my sound, but he doesn’t understand that I’m not interested in that. I actually just got off the phone with him, telling him I was thinking about cancelling tomorrow, because I feel it is a waste of my time.”

             
“Tomorrow? I thought we were meeting with Johnny tomorrow? Have things changed?” I wasn’t sure what was going on and was a bit confused on the schedule.

             
“No, I’m going in early, then we are going to Johnny’s for lunch, and then I have to go back to the studio for a bit. I thought Sam could take you shopping or something.” Alex flashed me a smile. I then turned to look at Sam who was giving me an even bigger smile.

             
“Does this mean we get the card tomorrow? I could really use a new wardrobe.” Sam seemed all excited.

             
“What do you think? When have I ever sent you shopping and not given you my Amex?”

             
“Never, that is why I love you.” Sam blew Alex a kiss from across the table.

             
“I don’t need any new clothes. I am good with just sitting here by the pool.” I didn’t feel right going shopping and allowing Alex to pick up the tab.

             
Alex and Sam were both trying to protest at the same time, but Sam finally quieted down so Alex could speak. “You will go and buy what you want. There is no way you could spend enough money shopping to where I would even notice. If you don’t want to shop for yourself, then go buy the girls some new clothes. They love new clothes.” I didn’t have the energy to argue with him about it. I was too tired and was already yawning.

             
“Fine, we will see tomorrow. How about a tour up to the bedroom? I am beat.” My eyes were feeling heavy.

             
“Perfect. Climb on my back and I’ll give you a piggyback ride since you are so tired.” Alex squatted down in front of me.

             
“I’m not twelve. I can walk, and your sister needs help cleaning up.” Alex didn’t move.

             
“You are a guest, and she will take care of it, especially if she wants my card tomorrow. Now hop your ass on my back so I can take you to bed.” Alex brought a hand up and patted his upper back.

             
I reluctantly climbed on, wrapping my arms and legs around him. We headed into the house and up the stairs. “I like the feeling of your arms and legs around me.” Alex brought my hand up to his mouth and kissed it.

             
Once we got to the top of the stairs, we walked down the hall, and as we passed rooms, he explained what was in each room. He basically had this whole side of the house. His office, movie room, game room and bedroom were on this side. I thought tomorrow I would take a walk around and peek into all the rooms.

             
When he walked into his bedroom, the French doors to the balcony were open and you could see perfectly over the city. I let out a gasp at the view. “This is amazing. I love this view.”

             
Alex was still holding me on his back as he walked out on the balcony. “It is a great view, but not as good as the view from my house on the bluff. You would love the view too if you would ever move in with me. The girls already decorated their rooms.”
              Alex had the girls pick everything out for their rooms there. He left a lot of it bare in hopes that they would move their stuff in one day. I was so reluctant and flat out scared. Things would become permanent and real at that point, and I wasn’t sure the girls or me were even ready for that final stage. I knew I loved Alex and he loved all of us, but was it enough to keep him happy and away from all this?

             
“Come on, let’s get you to bed,” Alex said in a soft, caring voice.

             
“Mmm, sleep sounds so good, but I need to brush my teeth and I would like to take a quick shower. Where’s my bag?” I started looking around the room when I saw his massive bed, with a beautiful wood headboard and footboard.

             
“I put everything away when you were downstairs. There is a robe on the back of the door for you.” Alex gently set me down and kissed my forehead before I disappeared into the bathroom. 

             
The bathroom was something you saw in magazines or on MTV’s Cribs. There was a huge sunken tub that could hold at least four grown adults, plus an all glass shower. I saw four showerheads in each direction. The vanity area had all my toiletries on it, and my pajamas were folded and on a chair that was in the corner with an ottoman. The size of the bathroom had to be the size of the living room in my house.

             
I finally stopped looking at everything and undressed so I could get in the shower. It took me a while to figure out how to turn it on, but when I did, all the showerheads started spitting out hot water. I walked into the shower and it felt like pure bliss. I didn’t have to worry about turning or about one side going cold, or even the need to rinse off. I was thinking of remodeling and putting this in my house.

             
After a long time in the shower, I reluctantly climbed out. I dried off and applied my toner and lotion to my face. I skipped my pajamas, threw the robe on, and walked out into the bedroom. Alex was already in bed and had the local news on. I climbed up next to him and curled up.  

~8~

              When I woke the next morning, the sun was coming in through the French doors. I reached over to feel for Alex, but he wasn’t in bed. I rolled over to look at the clock and saw that it was eight in the morning. It wasn’t a big deal, but in EST, it was already eleven. I hadn’t slept in like that in a long time, since it was almost impossible with the girls. I slid out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

             
When I finally emerged, I felt like I could at least walk downstairs in search of Alex. I had my hair in a loose ponytail and put underwear and my pajamas on under the robe. I could smell the coffee as I was descending the stairs. When I got to the kitchen, there was an older lady behind the island.

             
“Good morning, you must be Abby. I’m Marie.” She reached her hand out to me with a smile on her face.

             
“Good morning, it’s nice to meet you. Is Alex around?” I thought I would see him down here.

             
“No, Mr. Morgan wanted me to tell you he was sorry, but he had to run into the studio this morning for some business. He’ll have a car here at noon to take you to Mr. Gibson’s and he’ll meet you there.” She turned her back to me and walked over to the opposite counter. I was still taking in the fact that I was heading over to Johnny’s alone when she handed me my coffee. I thanked her and headed out to sit by the pool to drink it.