I Love A Challenge (Alex Babinski Fanfic)

Chapter Nine

A/N: OK GUYS I AM SO SORRY! I had two more chapters written that I didnt publish on schedule because I honestly thought that I had already published them and now I feel horrible for making you guys wait; so here's the next two chapters. Please forgive me! Thank you all so much for sticking around.

The door shut and Alex and I looked at each other. Once we were certain they had both left the house we breathed a collective sigh of relief, realizing what had just happened. "I can't believe he just left us alone together. He's obviously too excited to think straight," I laughed, remembering how on edge Brian had been about the two of us earlier today.

Alex took a step towards me and I took a step back, hitting the wall. "Who cares how straight he's thinking. He left us alone, which means I can finally do this," Alex whispered. He leaned forward and kissed me, biting my bottom lip softly. I let out a soft sigh as I kissed him back, pressing my body to his, wanting to be as close to him as possible. I couldn't describe the feeling he gave me as anything other that 'complete and utter safety.' We had only known each other for a few weeks but I could feel myself being pulled closer and closer to him. I had never been attached to anyone like this before.

"You're so beautiful," he mumbled into my lips. "So fucking beautiful." Moving away from my lips he planted light kisses on my cheeks and neck.

When he got to my collarbone he began to suck gently and I leaned my head against the wall, letting out a tiny moan, before freezing. "Alex don't," I said quickly. "He'll see."

Alex pulled away abruptly, all of the sparks I had felt flying away from my body. "Fuck, I'm sorry," he hung his head in shame. "I need to slow down, I'm sorry. I just wasn't thinking."

"Alex, you're fine. We just can't have Brian finding out, remember?" I ruffled his hair, already growing nervous about how long we'd be able to keep up our act.

"No, I'm not fine," he shook his head. "I'm rushing you."

I'll admit, Alex and I were moving faster than I had with my previous boyfriends; but I in no way felt rushed. Everything was paced perfectly, just the way I felt that it should be. I knew that Alex was trying to protect me from feeling like I was being used, trying to make himself move slowly; but I wanted him to keep rushing. "That's not true," I told him. "I may be younger than you but I'm not a baby."

Taking this as a cue, Alex resumed his flirtatious demeanor. "I want you to be my baby," he whispered, his breath hot on my ear.

"Ask and you shall receive," I leaned forward, my hands on his shoulders, and tilted my head up toward him. I kissed his neck, behind his ear, softly.

"Just don't leave a mark," Alex said, sounding more disappointed in himself than in what I was doing. "I don't want Brian to think I got it from one of my old girls."

"Fine," I sighed, trailing kisses down his jawline instead .

"Blaire," he let out a moan. "We, we should stop," Alex stuttered, growing flustered as I continued to kiss him. "Please, I just don't wanna..." I knew what he was getting at. He didn't wanna go too fast, he didn't wanna lose control and get ahead of me. As much as I wanted to keep going, I needed to respect his boundaries as much as he was respecting mine.

"It's ok, really," I smiled sweetly and pulled away. "Come on, let's go get some wood for the fire."

"No, it's not ok. I need to slow down," he hung his head. "It's barely been a day, I can't do this to you." I tried to explain that I was fine, and that he wasn't going any faster than I was comfortable with; but Alex insisted that he was rushing into things. I knew he was trying so hard to make sure this relationship didn't end up like all of his previous ones.