He Loves Me Not *Under Editing*

Love and Lust are a deadly combination

After he said that the rest of the ride was quiet.  I turned on the radio and VCR by Xx came on the radio. That could not have made it any more awkward.  I checked my phone and got a text from Chyna:  Where r u??  I have been sitting out here forever chicharron!  That was five hours ago.  I quickly respond so she won't ring my neck: Hey sorry, I am w/ Alex.  He took me on a special date.  Something was supposed to happen later, but idk anymore.  I'll see u tmrw.  Luv u.

Alex grabs my phone and I try my best to cross my wrapped arm and wounded hand.  He scrolls through the messages.  "Why does she call you chicharron?"

"That is really your only question?"

"No, but the other one will be addressed in due time."

"We were in the cafeteria and they fell down my shirt with the rest of my burrito because I didn't close it right."

"That must have been hot."  I shoot him a glare and look out the window, I hadn't realized that we stopped.  I can see the silhouette of his house, but no other car.  "Where are your parents?"

"They are on a business trip.  I still have more questions."

"Then ask away."

"Do you really think I would give up that easily?"

"Well, no."

"I have one month left and a personal bucket list, and darling, you are on the to-do list."  He winks at me and I twist my torso so I can punch him in the arm.  He inches away and I miss, but he catches my fist in his hand.  I grunt and he smirks.  When will that face not make me melt?  My body visibly droops and he notices.  He releases me and gets out of the car.  Before I can follow suit, he is opening my door and unbuckling my seatbelt.  I wrap my arms around his neck and he nuzzles into me while kissing where my shoulders and neck meet.  

Blanket and all, he lifts me out of the car.  I immediately think back to the last time he held me.  "Alex, I think you should put me down."

"No, and you don't exactly have an option."  He continues up the driveway grunting with every step.  

"Alex, put me down, you're hurting yourself."

"Not until I carry you through the threshold."

"We aren't married."

"Exactly, I may never be able to marry you, but I can still do this."  He powers through the last few steps and throws me over his shoulder so he can open the door.  I shriek and he kicks open the door while moving me back to my original position.  After he gets both feet in the door and kicks the door shut again, he puts me on two feet.

"You did it, baby, you did it."  I hold him and stain his shirt with my tears.  I can feel his chest heave against my head as he tries to catch his breath.  His hand grips the doorframe and the other wraps itself around me.  While still inhaling all the oxygen he can, he stands me back and kisses me with a vengeance.  He stops and breathes against my lips, "I can do anything when I'm with you."

I put my forehead against his and nod.  "I guess neither of us are broken after all."

He kisses my nose and grabs my hands.  

He breaks our upper contact and drags me up the stairs.  I chuckle and run upstairs with him.  We make it to his room before he pulls me into another kiss.  The lust in this one was obvious as he slid the jersey down my shoulders before moving to my hips.  My hands wouldn't stop touching his neck as he slid my purple shirt up my body.

He moved from my lips to my jaw and his breath hitched in his throat.  He pulled me with him onto the bed and slid the shirt over my head.  I was in my bra and shorts and he was fully clothed.  This was not fair.  I started fumbling with the button on his pants.  "Make them go away,"  I mumbled against his skin, "Now."

"Gladly."  He took his hands off me to practically rip his clothes from his body.  I ran my hands up and down his torso with his toned body rippling under my fingers.  He started working on my barely there shorts and I pushed myself off the bed to make it easier.  They were off in seconds flat and we were both laying there in our underwear.  

Our lips made contact again and he expertly unhooked my bra.  Without stopping, he slid my bra off my shoulders and down my arms.  After that, he moved his warm hand under my left breast and gently squeezed.  I squirmed in pleasure and moaned against his lips.

He bit my bottom lip and sucked it into his mouth.  I arched my back as I played with his boxers.  They slid down his legs easily and after they were off he ripped mine off.  Those were my favorite pair, oh well.  He rolled us over so I was pressed against the mattress and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I gasped as he entered me and he froze.

"If you stop now, you are cockblocking the both of us Alex."

"Are you sure Cyd?"

"If I wasn't, I wouldn't be lying here naked."  He took that as an acceptable answer and picked up where he left off.  We matched our pace and he sucked lightly on my neck.  I felt like I was flying on a rainbow after doing meth.  I could feel us both climaxing as he flipped me over on top of him.  I laid my head on his shoulders and fell asleep to his chest rising and falling at the same time mine was.

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I woke up at nine a.m. with Alex to the left of me.  I grinned as I remembered our date last night.  That was truly one for the books.  I sat up and looked at his sleeping body.  He had a shallow breath coming out of his nose although his mouth was slightly agape.  I went over to his closet and got out one of his shirts.  I went back to the bed and curled up next to him.  "Alex?"

No response.  "Alex?  Alex wake up!"

Still no response.  I began shaking him.  That wasn't working either.  I put my ear against his chest and heard a slight ba dum of his heart.  I crawled on top of his chest and began smacking it.  "God dammit Alex wake up!  Wake up wake up wake up!"

I still got no response.  I slammed my head on his chest and sobbed.  I started to think that Alex might never wake up again.  And I couldn't handle that.