The One For Him

The One For Him ~ 24

"Ah, hell", I heard him cursed and moved towards me. He sat in front of me and placed both his hands on mine, trying to remove my hands covering my face. He sighed.

"Stop now, Clarissa."

I sobbed loudly. I tried to pry his hands away but he wouldn't budge.

"I-I'll c-cry if I-I want to. You can't order me to-to stop!", I sobbed.

"You're acting like a child again", he said, his voice laced with amusement.

"I'm an only child!", I said loudly, trying to make my point.

I knew I didn't make sense but hell I didn't know what to do anymore. I was hurting, I was embarass and I needed an escape.

He gathered me in his arms and I didn't push him away. I went to his arms and cried.

God! I hate him!

I was so loud. If someone was nearby they would think a little kid was crying instead of a grown woman. All my frustrations should be let out or they would suffocate me. He held me close and let me dropped my wrecking sobs.

He whispered soft, kind words to me to ease my pain.

"I'm sorry baby. Hush now. I didn't mean to hurt you, or treat you that way last night. You see, you're the only one who can make me behave like this. You're the only one I care so much that when I doubt your feelings towards me, I react badly", he muttered those words. He sounded so frustrated, too.

That got my attention, my sobs slowly subsided. I stared at him and saw his hurt filled eyes.

How could he doubt my feelings for him? Can't he see he was driving me crazy, too?

"Alex, I lo—"

"Stay. I need you here with me, Clarissa", he looked at me pleadingly.

I nodded slowly. Then he grabbed my face and kissed me hungrily on the lips like it was the end of the world. My heart cried for I knew there was more to his pleading that he wasn't telling me.

As well as, I wasn't able to declare my love for him but there would be a lot of time to do that.

At least for now, he wanted me here.

With him, my Alex.

He carried me into the bed and well, you can guess what happened next.

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"How young were you when you lost your virginity?", we cuddled , spooning in fact, after three hours of non-stop lovemaking. We ate brunch and now we were on the balcony, lying on a long, soft balcony sofa, both covered with a thick blanket, enjoying the view outside.

"Three"

Three?!", I looked at him, astounded.

"Plus ten", then he chuckled.

"Thirteen", I pouted. "Nice going, Mr. Carter."

"Yep", he said grinning.

"But you were so young?!"

"That's what you call puberty. When you reach that certain age, men use their head down there and not with the one up here," he explained.

I giggled. I found that hilarious.

"Bet you were relieve none of those women got pregnant, huh? How many are they?", he gave me a pointed look.

"That plenty?!", I was shocked.

"I stop counting when I was seventeen."

'Fuck!', I cursed. "That's too many body counts."

Alex laughed.

Then silence.

Both in deeper thoughts.

"What's her name?", I asked in a small voice, my inquisitive nature sets in.

"Who?"

"The first girl you slept with?", I looked at him, dead serious.

I felt a small pang of jealousy in my heart. He smiled, he knew what I was feeling and shook his head no. He cupped my face with his hand and kissed my lips ever so softly.

"You're the only one that matters to me now, Clarissa", that meant he had no plans to tell me her identity.

But I love his answer. I smiled at that.

"How about you, Miss Thomas? When did you lost your virginity?", he teased.

"I forgot", I dramatically sighed and frowned. "Actually, I don't remember the guy's name, too."

Hmp! We'll see about that.

"Oh, yeah! Well, let me refresh your memory then."

He pinned me down while I giggled and tried to wiggle free. He spread my thighs so wide and placed my legs over his forearms and thrusted deep inside me.

"Mmm...", I moaned.

I loved the way his cock stretching my pussy open.

"So, do you remember him now?", he inquired breathlessly.

"I remember him much longer and deeper", I said in a saucy tone.

He thrusted several inches more.

"Ahh...", I gasped.

"How about now?", he was all the way inside me.

I bit my lower lip and nodded. He slowly swung his hips, teasingly. With every thrusts, my breath broke into louder moans. He kissed me and licked my nipples. He made love to me so slow, I could feel I was on the brink of sexual satisfaction. I was about to scream with happiness when his mobile phone rang.

"Alex, your phone?"

"Ignore it", he commanded.

"It must be important", I suggested

"I'll call them later", he growled.

I gripped his head and kissed him torridly. Our tongues mated wildly while his phone was ringing incessantly. He thrusted faster and deeper. My moans got louder and keener.

Nothing could stop us now.

Fucking me was more important than his job. We didn't stop fornicating until he spurted all his load deep inside me while I squirted my cum all over his waist.

We both groaned in ecstasy. He buried his head between my breasts and smelled his scent on my soaked skin. His satiated body draped atop me. Both completely exhausted from our coupling.

Then we heard his phone died due to low battery.

We looked at each other, grinning, then we both laugh.