Storms and Surprises

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"What do you want to do?" I ask Alex, finally breaking the silence.
"I'm not sure..." He says, "we could talk about what just happened..." He adds, his face turning red.
"You're, um, a really good kisser..." I start, so far so good, "you've probably had lots of practice though." I say quickly.
"Actually no... You were my first." Alex's whispers ducking his head. We fall back into silence. The taping of the rain on the roof is all you can hear.
"You were mine." I say so quietly I think he doesn't hear.
"You wanna.... Uhh..." He starts and fades off again. My face turns red as I realize what he was about to say. I inch closer to the middle of the truck and Alex scoots over too.
I'm so close I'm almost sitting in his lap. In two seconds I AM in his lap. A shocked gasp escapes me and Alex chuckles. Oh my sweetgoodness. I lean in closer. His lips brush mine and the ghost kiss is back. I'm so eager to taste his lips again, that I'm the first one to deepen the kiss. Our lips are now in sync and his hands have moved onto my waist.
I lift up my arms and put them around his neck pulling him closer. I feel his tongue on my bottom lip and gladly open my mouth and let it in. He massages my tongue with his. I gently bite on his lower lip and a moan escapes him. I take that as a good sign and keep going. His lips have a hidden adventurous side and start to kiss along my jaw line. I'm gasping for breath, expecting his lips to come back to mine. Instead the make their way to my ear and gently nibble on the lobe. Trailing kisses down my neck until he finds my sweet spot. Now it's my turn to moan. At that sound he stops moving and starts to suck. After a minute, he starts moving again, trailing kisses on my collarbone. His hands have moved to my back and he's slowly lowering me down onto the backseat.
His left hand moves further south and cups my butt. The right seems to be moving north, creeping up my shirt. I'm about to let him when I remember I'm not wearing a bra anymore.
"Not the boobs." I squeak. I feel his chuckle against my neck b his hand recedes. He uses this free hand to help the other on my butt. He squeezes and I give a surprised gasp. He's been kind of next to me, so he pushes himself up so he's hovering over me. He brings his mouth down on mine again and my eyes flutter closed. Our tongues entertwine and my breath becomes short.
I feel like I should be doing something so I wrap one arm around his waist and the other around his neck, pulling him further onto me. A small groan escapes his lips and he rests his weight on top of me. I feel like we're getting maybe a little too heated so I let my arms fall. He takes this as a sign that we're done. He gives me one long passionate kiss before moving off of me.
"I'm tired." I say yawning.
"Me too," he yawns right after me, "haha yawns are contagious." He says moving so he's behind me.
"I think I'm gonna go to sleep." I say curling up. Alex gently guides me so that my head is resting on his chest and both of his arms are wrapped around me. Right before I fall asleep, he brings his lips to my ear and whispers "I think I love you, Sloane." He kisses my forehead and I mumble a reply, sleep enveloping me. The words I whispered back were "I love you, too."

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