Chapter 13
Chapter Thirteen
MELINDA
Iwas missing him.
The only thing we had currently been able to do was swap TikToks, but that alone wasn’t cutting it anymore.
Anytime I was free, he seemed to be busy.
And when he was free, I was busy. We were like passing ships, and annoyingly, I had begun to miss his presence.
It was weird how used to seeing somebody you got.
At least tonight I would see him, tomorrow was the Halloween party, and I couldn’t wait.
I couldn’t wait to blow off all my problems and just get drunk.
I couldn’t wait to forget about the university work, the debt, and the struggling relationships with my mother and sperm donor.
I could forget it all.
Tonight was for us.
I wanted to give Alex that part of me, and I wanted to have that part of him.
“Ella, are you going to come out of the bathroom yet?” Alex asked.
I looked in the mirror and let out a breath.
I could do this.
I opened the door walking into my room, Alex was laid on the bed in just his blue jeans and he looked incredibly hot.
“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath.
His eyes looked me up and down, and I couldn’t help but smile a little. I loved his reaction.
I was in a black babydoll lingerie outfit with a little advice from Megan.
I was very thankful for it right now.
I walked over to the bed, and he pulled me to sit on top of him.
I bent down pressing my lips to his and kissing him softly.
I pressed little kisses from his lips down to his neck before sucking on his neck and leaving my mark on him.
Alex’s hands were running up and down my body but settled on lifting the black babydoll away from my body.
“I don’t know whether I want to ravish you in this or whether it would look better on your floor,” Alex said before capturing my lips once more.
I smiled against his lips as I felt him slowly take the babydoll off.
He broke the kiss, pulling it over my head as my arms lifted.
He tossed it on the floor and kissed me softly.
“It definitely looks better on your bedroom floor.”
He wrapped his arms around me as he rolled us over, so I was now lying on the bed with Alex hovering above me.
He pressed little kisses down my neck and towards my chest. His mouth quickly wrapped around my nipple, sucking on it gently.
He scraped his teeth across them gently, and I moaned.
He switched over sucking on my other boob as he played with my nipple.
I could feel how wet I was getting and he had barely touched me.
“So responsive,” he murmured against my skin.
Ugh, he looked so good.
I ran my hand across his chest before running my fingers through his hair. His mouth left my boobs, and he trailed a finger across my thigh before he slipped a finger between my pussy making me moan. “Oh, you’re so wet already,” he whispered.
“Alex,” I whispered.
He pressed a finger inside me, making me jump slightly. “You’re so tight,” he whispered. I pressed my lips to his, deepening the kiss, “Oh, you feel so good.”
I broke the kiss and let out a moan. “Why am I fully naked and you aren’t?” I sat up.
He took his fingers out of me, putting them to his mouth and sucking on the juices.
“You taste so good,” Alex whispered, pressing his lips to mine.
I kneeled on the bed, pulling his trousers down. He lifted up his knees making it easier.
His dick was rock-hard.
I gulped slightly as I stared at it. “Are they all that big? How big are you?”
He shrugged.
“Will it fit?”
I saw him smile.
“Don’t laugh at me.”
He bent down kissing me softly. “Never, baby,” he shook his head as he sat back on the bed. “Climb on.”
I did as he said, climbing onto his lap. I shivered as I felt his dick pressing in-between the folds of my pussy.
“I’m nervous,” I admitted, biting my lip.
“That’s okay.” He brushed my hair out of my face. “You look beautiful.”
“Is it going to hurt?”
“It might at first, but you’re wet enough,” he said.
I nodded.
I could feel how wet I was. I wanted this, but I was also nervous.
“We can stop if you want? We don’t have to have sex, Ella.”
“I want to,” I whispered. “I just can’t stop thinking.”
He pressed his lips to mine, and I felt him begin to lift me onto his dick.
I gasped as he started to enter me. My eyes widened.
He pressed kisses down my neck until he reached my breast and began to suck.
As he did, I felt myself sinking lower on his dick.
I bit down on his shoulder as I felt him break my hymen.
I could feel his fingers playing with my clit.
Pretty soon, the small amount of pain became pleasure, and I let out a breath.
“Fuck,” I whispered.
“Baby, you’re so tight.” He pressed his lips to mine and I deepened the kiss wrapping my arms around his neck.
I moved my hips grinding on him. “I want you to fuck me, Alex.”
“With pleasure,” he said. He held onto me as he kneeled and pressed me down onto the bed.
He pulled his cock out slowly, and I moaned.
As he reached the opening he pushed all the way back into me making me moan loudly.
“You feel so good.” He pressed his lips to mine and kissed me again, “I’m going to fuck you, Ella, so hold onto me. ”
I wrapped my arms around his neck. He began to move his dick inside me going hard and fast. I clutched onto him, moaning.
There was nothing like this. Alex was groaning in my ear, and it made me even hornier.
I was beginning to thrust with him meeting him halfway.
I crashed my lips onto his. I raked my hands through his hair, pulling it.
I could feel my orgasm building as Alex fucked me. “Fuck, Alex.”
“Ella.” He groaned.
He pressed small kisses on my lips, and I smiled against his.
I threw my head back as I felt a rush, and my toes began to curl as I felt myself coming.
I held onto Alex tightly as I came apart around him.
I could feel him moving inside me, I held onto him, lying there and breathing heavily.
as I came down from my orgasm. If that was how good sex felt, I don’t understand how people got out of bed some days.
Waking up the next morning, leaving Alex was harder than I thought. The only good thing is I would get to see him in a few hours, but first I had a best friend to sort and grill.
I knocked on the door and pushed it open. Oliver was sitting on the sofa with Lily. “Hey Mel, can you…?” He asked quietly, nodding into the room.
I stood by the door. “What’s up?”
“Has she said anything to you? I’m really worried about her,” Oliver said softly.
I couldn’t help but feel slightly bad for them as they spoiled and doted their only daughter as much as possible.
“She’s going for a breakup,” I said, only telling them half the truth.
There wasn’t much more I could tell them, especially when I still had to grill her about the texts. She had been avoiding me or grounded for the last few days since coming into the diner.
“She’ll be okay.”
“Thanks, Melinda. You’re a good friend.”
I nodded and headed up the stairs pushing open her bedroom door.
Megan was lying in bed with her laptop, watching something. I peered over seeing that it was Julie and the Phantoms. I pushed her over slightly and climbed into bed with her. “Comfort show, not answering my calls, now I know there’s something wrong,” I told her.
“Can’t a girl just mourn her break up?”
I laughed, “Maybe, if you hadn’t told me you were celebrating. Come on, Megan. We’ve never kept secrets from each other before.” I hit pause on her laptop, closing the lid and looking at her. “Ride or die, remember? When we’re together, there’s no judgement. You can get that from anyone else.”
Megan sighed, reaching for her friend, and she handed it to me. “Read it,” she whispered.
I looked through the message thread, and it went from him telling her how he loved her, and then to threatening, to blackmail to loving.
I was getting whiplash just reading her messages.
I could only imagine what she was going through.
“I saw the message when you came into the diner. You should report him.”
“It’s not that easy,” she whispered. “Let’s just say I got myself into a situation where I need to figure out how to get out. I need to do it on my own. He’ll go away.”
I looked at her, tilting my head.
I could tell that she was shutting down, And I couldn’t understand why.
“Please, Mel, you can’t interfere.”
“I’m worried about you, Megan,” I said softly.
“I’m fine.” Her voice cracked. She shook her head and looked up at the ceiling as if she was trying to stop from crying.
“If you need me, day or night, ring me, and I will be here, okay?” I told her. She nodded.
“No, Megan. I need to hear you say it.”
“I promise. If I need you, I will call you,” she said. She reached up, wiping a stray tear that had fallen. “I’m okay. I’ll be okay.”
At that moment, I knew she was trying to convince herself rather than me. “You got this, you’re a strong independent…” I paused. “Woman.”
“Exactly. Just one that still lives at home and relies on mummy and daddy for everything.”
I let out a laugh.
She was the epitome of a bratty only child. “Anyway, we can’t be sad.”
She gasped, pushing the covers off her, “No, we can’t! It’s Halloween!” She let out a squeal and I smiled. She did love Halloween.
“We’re going to get fucked tonight,” I said. “It’s been too long since we last got drunk.”
Megan laughed. “Well, no. I got drunk the other day, and it’s been too long since you have. Are you excited for your Prince to come?”
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. “You know Alex’s costume?”
She bit her lip and nodded slowly, “Yes. So, are you coming?”
“Yeah, I’ve not been able to see him for a few days and other than TikToks exchanged. We haven’t really communicated,” I admitted. “If he didn’t warn me before, I would’ve said it was because of the kiss.”
Megan reached over to slap my leg. “Excuse me?!”