Fate Has A Say

So it starts

Last chapter
The two idiots made their pact. Did the deed. Twice. What happens now?

After, their little session in the shower, Alexei and Mac awkwardly smiled at each other in understanding. Their time together was over and nothing more would be said about it. They parted after, that awkward smile. Alexei went to his room and Mac went to the kitchen to start with an order. She made the batter three times before she actually focused and got it right. She couldn't stop smiling. It was quite scary actually, how happy she was. She had gotten what she wanted. Eventually she forced herself to concentrate. As for the other thing, she smiled a secret smile, as she forced herself to have hope, that, what she wanted was already in place.

Alexei was walking on air. He couldn't believe how satiated and relaxed he felt. He could go on and on. He wished. (Yeah! It's over buddy!) He flopped on his bed and thought about the events that have changed him to a smiling idiot. He was smiling so much that he looked like a candidate for a toothpaste ad. He closed his mouth when he realized how stupid he must look. Then he shrugged his shoulders and grinned again. His mind drifted, to how it felt, to be with Mac. He remembered the blood on the sheets. He started to think about that morning when he found Melissa in his bed. There hadn't been any blood. She had told him that he was her first. He clearly remembered the events of that morning, as he had been disgusted with himself for sleeping with her. For kissing her. For doing things the wrong way, even though, he wasn't at fault. He couldn't get the look Mac had given him, that day,, out of his head. Why did he not have memories of all the times, he slept with Melissa. He could remember kissing her but that's it. If he was honest, he had to think of Mac, in order to get aroused each time. Why could he not remember making love to Melissa. He woke up naked next to her, each time, so why, when he clearly remembers each second with Mac, did he not remember, a single second with Melissa. Each touch, each caress, each thrust with Mac was embedded in his soul. He was getting hard just thinking about her. There was a knock on the door, and AJ came in. "Hi Alexei! Can you help me with my Math homework? Mac says you are very good at Math."Getting up, from the bed, he agreed to help. Ruffling the boy's hair, he led him out of his room. Maybe he needed a distraction. (AN: I'll bet you do! Getting hard all the time can become a, big problem. For you!)

By the time evening came, the two were anxious to see other other. Mac, because she loved him! (Alexei, well, who knows. He's probably horny. Again! Yeah right, a man, in love with another woman.) They met at the dinner table. Unconsciously sitting next to each other. Their fingers brushed as they both reached for a roll. Their elbows bumped each other's. How did their chairs, become so close. Their thighs brushed, sending sparks into their bodies. A feeling of hollowness invaded their bodies. They felt empty. They tried not to give it away and they were cutting it close. (Such foolishness. I cant deal with it. Somebody shoot me! Okay, sorry, the story is not about me. Who am I kidding? I would probably behave the same. No, I won't! Yes, I so would! I would probably giggle like a goose, the whole time.)

The brushing and touching, was taking it's toll. Fire consumed. Bodies burned. Bodies ached. Dinner became torture. Sitting around, having dessert and chatting with Jenny and AJ made them frustrated. Feeling guilty, they prolonged their time together. They exchanged looks from time to time. Jenny, ever observant, watched and wondered what had happened. Why were these two behaving like cats on hot bricks. Usually. Mac ignored Alexei and pretended not to care about him. Alexei was usually angry and often glared at Mac. (Yes, something was up with them. No glares. No pretending to ignore. No, friction. There was a different type of tension, this time.)
So Jenny, observed closely and smiled in triumph. Something had happened to change their relationship. She prayed that they would find their way to each other. She wondered how she could push them along.

Soon, everyone was ready for bed. Saying, their goodnights, they all went to their rooms. Mac wasn't sleepy she kept tossing around in bed. Side to side, then laying on her back, then on her sides again. This was becoming too much. "Why the hell, can't I sleep. Why am I thinking of Alexei. Our deal is over. We have closure. Idiot! Just stop!" she scolded herself. Feeling thirsty, she reached for the glass on the side of the bed and came up empty. Turning to look, she realized that she had forgotten to bring a glass of water to bed. Getting up, she looked around for her robe and couldn't find it. Knowing that everyone would be asleep by now, she left her room in her boxers and cami.

Alexei, in the meantime, made up his mind that he would go talk to Mac. Just talk. Nothing else. Their deal was twice. He had closure. He could go ahead and marry Melissa now. Leaving his room, he went to Mac's room. She wasn't there. Remembering how he had found her in the kitchen, the night before, he went downstairs. Recognizing the fact that he was only in boxers, he shrugged and carried on. They were friends now, so even though, they still had feelings, they would get over it. (I so want to grab a cricket bat and hit Alexei over the head now 🙄🤬)

Mac poured her glass of water and closed the fridge. It was now dark in the kitchen. She hadn't switched on the lights. As she left, she bumped into someone and the water spilled onto her chest, wetting her cami. Swearing at the idiot she bumped into, she searched for the fridge with her hand and opened the door again. Dim light spilled into the room. Looking at the person she bumped into, she saw Alexei. "Idiot, why didn't you switch on the lights. Now you got me wet!" He didn't answer. He just stared at her. "Was he looking at her chest?" Looking down at herself, she couldn't see anything amiss.
Pouring more water, into the glass, she was about to close the fridge when he spoke, "Hmmm! I got you wet? How wet?" Walking closer to her, he stood right in front of her. The atmosphere suddenly changed. There was a thick tension in the air. Simmering flames, flickered to life. As he walked towards her, she walked backwards until she hit the counter.

"Alexei, what are you doing? We said.... we said no more!" "I know, what we said. I want you! Right now! Right here! Feel how hard I am." Taking her hand, he placed it on his hardness. Leaving it there, he bent and took a nipple in his mouth, through the wet cami. Mac bit down on a moan. She didn't realise how transparent the cami became, when wet. Her voice came out in a whisper. "Alexeiiii....what are you...mmmm!" Her hand had not moved from where he placed it. She boldly moved her hand inside his boxers and caressed him. He didn't get to touch her whenever he wanted. She would do the same. Her tit for tat attitude had a ripple effect on him. Before she knew it, her cami was moved aside, her nipple was in his mouth, her boxers on the floor and he didn't even remove his boxers. He just lowered them and within moments, he was thrusting into her tight, warmth. Her legs wrapped around him. Their mouths clashed and they mated like two animals in heat. A few minutes later, they were bursting with sensation as both felt a release that made them weak at the knees. Their bodies finally stilled.

"I want more, Mac. Take me to your bed. Please? Twice is not enough! Please!" His voice was low and rough and pleading. Mac just looked him in the eye and said yes. She was too weak to even walk. Her legs were numb. He adjusted his boxers and helped her with her clothes, then lifted her into his arms and carried her to her room. Locking the door, they got into bed, where they loved each other for most of the night. Until, they couldn't move a muscle without feeling pain. Pleasurable pain.

So? What happens next?