Is Life A Lie?

chapter 5 - And then it happened.

Alexandra’s POV

We had been on the road for nearly 10 hours now. I loved long road trips. I rather drive for hours, than fly. Obviously not everyone shared my enthusiasm for land travel. Case in point, Hayley and Declan. “Can we stop soon? I need to piss,” Hayley proclaimed. Declan was whining about his legs cramping.

            Hazel was at the wheel now, with Ruell dozing off next to her. We all knew he only trusted her enough to drive because he had a soft spot for her. It had been Ruell, Hazel and occasionally Declan taking turns to drive. Ruell and Hazel were both in love with each other but neither were doing a thing about it. Their non-relationship with each other was painful to watch really. Even Hayley, who we’d only known for a few months, had easily pegged them together.

        Hazel and I were best friends all through our school years. We got to know Ruell during freshmen year in high school. Declan was a transfer student who came along later that year. Declan’s mom (we later found out) was Spanish, and he had inherited her exotic looks. I had to clamp my hand over Hazel’s jaw when she first laid eyes on him. She was starstruck for weeks. I’ll admit that Declan was good looking. I just didn’t swing that way. Our dear Ruell was one of the popular jocks at school that was a nice guy as well, so he took Declan under his wing. Hazel worked her charm on Declan and he fell prey to her. By the end of junior year however, Hazel and Declan were history, but they stayed friends. And because Ruell and Declan were so tight, Hazel and Ruell never happened. At least, that was the way I saw it. That was the story of our crew, and we had all decided to stay close to home so we attended college in Miami. 

            “Look, look, a loo!” Hayley cried.

            “Let’s let Hayley pee guys,” I had to laugh at her desperate tone. She was such a cutie. I kissed the side of her head, just because I couldn't help myself. The girl was a button. A fucking sexy one.

Hayley’s POV

            “Here’s your change.” The guy handed me a few loose bills. I didn’t even check to see if he’d given me the right amount. I mean, do people actually do that? Oh wait, Hazel does. But that’s because she’s Asian.

            I lugged out the cartons of beer I had just purchased. Declan helped me with the rest of the liquor. I had bought out half the store. We were going to stay the night in New Jersey. Unfortunately, we weren’t anywhere near the shore. We had  found a cheap B&B to crash, and if the price was anything to go by, it would most definitely be a shithole. Lucky for my friends, I knew the perfect remedy for having to survive a shit hole. Hence the crates of alcohol.

            “Drink up guys!” I cheered loudly as my friends and I attempted to clink our plastic cups filled with cheap tequila in the most sophisticated manner we could manage. I downed my cup instantly and made sure the rest did too, and immediately poured us all another round. Declan then insisted we play Never Have I Ever. “You’re such a girl,” I grumbled, but humoured him. “Why don’t you start then?”

            “Never have I ever, had sex in a B&B.”

            “You poor sod.” I downed my cup. “Go  Alex.”

            We continued in that fashion for hours, minutes, I don’t know. As the alcohol slowly began to blur everything, we became bolder and raunchy. It was my turn to go again. “Never have I ever cum from sex.”

            Alex stared at me incredulously. Well, I’m sure everyone was staring at me but I only noticed Alex. Although her green eyes were wide and her whole body was still, she mechanically moved her right hand upwards, guiding her cup to her mouth. She drained her drink then slammed the cup on the floor. “Hayley,” she began in a grave tone.

            “Yes darling?”

            “How have you never had an orgasm?” She demanded

            “I have had orgasms. Just not through like sex.” I’m sure my face was red.

            “What about when they go down on you? What’s the point of you having sex if you can’t cum?” Her eyes were widening more and more by the minute. I was scared they were going to pop at any minute.

            “Oral sex is all good. I just can’t cum when a dick’s been inside, y’know.” 

            “So, what if I tried fucking you? I won’t use a dick?” Alex inched towards me. My heart started beating wildly. I couldn’t tell if it was the effects of all the alcohol we’d had, or what Alex said, or the way Alex was looking at me.

            Alex took the cup of vodka lime from my hand and brought it to my lips. Obediently, I opened up and drank. Once I had finished it all, she tossed the cup aside and ran her fingers lightly down my face, her thumb stroking my lip. My heart was still in my throat. I had never seen Alex in this light at all. I had never wanted to fuck a girl before. But with Alex looking at me like that, and touching me like that, with such hunger and passion in her eyes, I wanted it. I have never wanted something as bad as I wanted Alex.

            I let out a whimper. Something darkened in Alex’s eyes. She grabbed a hold of my face and crushed my lips with hers. The kiss was deep, filled with longing, rough, yet sweet all in one. Alex’s tongue made love to my tongue. We kissed, we bit, we tugged, we pulled, we kissed some more. Alex pulled away first, making me whimper again. “Nah babe, I wanna make you cum.” Something in the bottom of my gut tightened when I heard her say those words. “How?” It was barely a whisper. Alex grinned at me, gave me a chaste kiss on my lips, and ordered me to get up.

            “We’re going to bed guys, night!” Alex waved cheekily at the rest, who were too busy still downing drinks to bother with our shenanigans. To be honest, I had forgotten they were there in the first place. All I wanted was Alex. Alex’s tongue in my mouth. Her lips on mine. She took my hand and dragged me to the bed we were going to share. “Lie down.”

            “Ugh you’re so bossy,” I complained. Alex glowered at me. Grabbing me, she spanked my arse hard. As I squealed, she pinned me on the bed, unzipping my jeans, leaving me in my tank top and panties. She kissed in between my legs, sending sparks of overwhelming sensation throughout my body. With her hands squeezing my breasts, she continued kissing and sucking on my sex through the thin material that was my panties. I could bare it no longer, I wriggled out of my panties and pulled her to me.

            “You want more don’t you?” She whispered, as she kissed me softly on my lips, on my nose, on my forehead and down my neck. I felt her fingers make their way to between my legs and let out a gasp of pleasure when they entered me and started a rhythmic movement.

Alex’s POV

I woke up to a deadweight on me. I opened one eye to check out the damage. Turned out to be Hayley’s leg draped over my body. She always used me as a bolster whenever she slept with me. Holy shit! I was shocked awake instantly with that thought. I hadn’t had that many drinks, and I remembered exactly what I’d done to Hayley last night. At that time, in the heat of the moment, the shock of her reciprocal hadn’t occurred to me. Now though, in the harsh morning light, I began to ponder on what had happened. So I was obviously attracted to her. She was straight. I was into girls. I had told myself that nothing was ever going to happen. I wasn’t going to mess with her. I was a free spirit. Wait, she was straight, so all that was redundant. And she was into Eugene, the knob-head. Shit, I’d made her cheat on Eugene with me. Shit. What did this all mean? I turned, burying my head into my pillow. “It’s too early for this.” I groaned. I could only hope Hayley didn’t remember what I’d done to her.

            “Alex?” I heard my name called. In a British accent. I froze.