Love Game

Alexis

I woke up feeling weird. I wasn't exactly sure if what happened last night was a dream or not, but I kinda wanted it to be. Tristan made me happy, but so did Michael. I hated that I had cheated on my boyfriend already, but can you blame me? I had no idea that it would go that far, especially since I woke up too it. I guess I was kind of unaware. I put my arm over my face in disappointment. I didn't want to start my relationship off with lies and deception but there was no way I'd be able to tell him that I had cheated on him not even a day after we'd became official. I had no intentions to hurt Tristan which is majority of the reason that I'm going to sweep this little incident under the rug in hopes that it never come back up. I sighed deeply and peeked through the cracks my arm revealed. On the side of me laid a sleeping Michael.

After a moment of staring I finally looked away, knowing that I fucked up. I sat up with my hand covering my chest, and slowly got out of the bed. I looked around the room for my clothes and spied them in a pile by the door. I bit my lip when I saw my clothing; torn in half. The more I tried to prove that I didn't cheat, the more evidence piled up. "Yep. I did it. Yep, I regret it. Now suck it up." I repeated over and over to myself. It was the only way, and me moping around wasn't going to do anything but make me look suspicious. I dropped both sides of my shirt back into the pile and quietly walked to the closet. He knew damn well he didn't have to rip my clothes off. When did he do that anyways? I flickered through the hangers until I came across one of my black sweaters. I pulled it off the hanger and threw it over my shoulder, not even acknowledging the fact that I was butt ass naked.I walked out of the closet and to one of my small dressers that held my underwear. I pulled out some red boy shorts, and just as I reached for my black bra, I heard Michael grunt. I picked up a random pair of black sweats and raced to the bathroom before he fully woke up. I locked the bathroom door and took my hair out of it's ponytail. I ran my fingers across my scalp a couple of times before actually getting in the shower. I fixed the water temperature to my liking and let it cascade down my body. Images of Michael replayed through my head as I scrubbed my body. Some how the brown washcloth that I was using, transformed into his hand, traveling up and down my body, across places that only few people knew about. My eyes squeezed shut, trying to lock in the unbearable pleasure I was enduring. I heard him calling my name, louder and louder. My head flew back as his lips made a zigzag down my body. "Mm." I moaned out, when his breath tickled my pearl. He licked his lips and dived in just as a loud knock became audible. My eyes popped open, and I pulled my hand from between my legs in disgust. The fuck is going on? Why was I suddenly craving Michael in a inappropriate way?

I shook the remaining of the dirty thoughts out of my head, only seconds before my name was being called. "Alexis!" "Man open the door! I gotta pee! " I heard Michael complain. I rolled my eyes because there were plenty of other bathrooms for him to use. I rinsed my body thoroughly before turning the water off. I stepped out and wrapped a towel around my body since Michael wanted to be impatient. I grabbed my clean underwear, and made my way over to the door; but not before I stared at my body in the mirror for a second. The new spin class that I was taking had my body ready for the summer. As soon as I unlocked the door, it came flying open, almost hitting me. I mugged Michael as his body brushed slightly against mines. "Yeah, because I'm invisible and didn't almost fall." I mumbled, sarcastically. He looked over at me but still managed to dig in his sweats in the same movement. My eyes trailed down his bare chest, and before it could go any further I averted my eyes elsewhere. It's like being around him had my self control slowly but shortly draining from an hundred to a zero. "Damn get dicked down, and still got an attitude." "Good morning Alexis. I apologize for having to wait so long for the bathroom that I couldn't hold it anymore. " He mumbled the first part of his response so low that I barely heard him, but by what I did hear, I could tell that he said something smart. I rolled my eyes at him before grabbing some lotion from under the sink. I rubbed lotion on both my arms, gradually increasing speed while I spread lotion everywhere else. I pulled my boy shorts up from under my towel and opened the bathroom door. Michael finished using the bathroom like five minutes ago, yet he wanted to be in my face. I sat on the bed and dropped my towel, quickly snapping my bra on before Michael walked out of the bathroom. "Michael, bring my sweats out when you done." I yelled, noticing that I didn't have them. I slid my sweater over my head and straightened it out, along with my hair that was now wavy from the little water contact.