The One: Scandalous Redemption (The One Series-Book10) (ORIGINAL DRAFT)

Chapter17: He's In Her Arms Again.

Chapter17-He’s In Her Arms Again

July 28th, 2012

 That same day, Andrew and Alyson were out on a date. They had been on dates, but they were very low-key. Andrew needed to repair his credibility and reputation. He, and Alyson, agreed to make their relationship hidden for a while. Everyone knew they were back together, but they needed privacy for a good several months.

 They were at a restaurant. There was hardly anyone around. Alyson asked, “So, are you looking forward to releasing our new music?”

 He smiled, and said, “Yeah, I am. At least everyone is now stable and sober.”

 “Yeah, we are.”

 Andrew then held Alyson’s hands, and looked into her eyes, somewhat lustfully. She noticed. He said to her, “I’m ready now.”

 She stared at him, and asked, “What?”

 Then he said hesitantly, “I said…I’m…ready. Ready for…sex.”

 That surprised Alyson. Ever since he was raped by Natalie, Alyson was told to put sex on the back burner. Andrew hadn’t asked for sex since then, and she didn’t push him. She wanted to wait until he was ready.

 She held his hands, and looked into his blue eyes, that had a mixture of nervousness and lust. She asked, “Are you sure?”

 He nodded his head slowly. He holds her hands even tighter, as if he was scared. She said, “Andrew, we don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

 “No...I…I want to. But…can…can you lead me?”

 Alyson was shocked by this. Whenever she and Andrew had sex, they were very competitive. They would compete to see who will be on top of one another. Usually, Andrew would win, since he is physically stronger than her. But now he wants to submit to her.

 Alyson thought for a moment, and then said, “Let’s go book a hotel room, and we’ll do it, okay?”

 Andrew gave a weak smile. So they left the restaurant, and went to their condo. But as Alyson was getting her clothes, she saw Bailey standing at the doorway. She said, “Good, you’re here. I need to talk to you about something.”

 With that, Bailey entered the room. Alyson closed the door. Bailey asked, “What’s going on? Why are you gathering some of your clothes?”

 She replied, “Well, that’s the thing…Andrew wants to have sex with me. Tonight. He says he’s ready, but I can tell he’s nervous.

 By now, the members are aware of what had happened to Andrew. They don’t bring it up to him, as he needed to heal from the ordeal. He may have acted normal, but they all knew he was somewhat off.

 So when Bailey heard her say that, she was surprised. She asked, “Are you sure? Did he really say he was ready?”

 She nodded her head. Bailey asked, “And you agreed?”

 “He’s a guy. Of course he wants sex, but I can tell he’s scared. I…I’m afraid I’ll hurt him. He actually wants to submit to me. I…I don’t want to take things too far for him. I don’t want him to be scared of me. I want him to be safe with me, but I’m scared that he won’t feel that about me.”

 Bailey thought for a moment, and said, “I know you don’t, but don’t push him, or rush him, or put pressure on him. I know sex isn’t all that gentle, but be careful with him. Okay?”

 Alyson nodded her. Then she grabbed her clothes, met with Andrew, and left to book a hotel room. 

 Once they got their room, they looked at each other nervously. Andrew was more nervous than Alyson was. He was clutching onto his clothes, and looking down on the floor. She noticed, so she said, “Andrew, we can just lie on the bed. We don’t have to do this. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, and I don’t want you pushing yourself to do this if you’re not ready.”

 Andrew looked up, and said, “Please…I want to do this.”

 Alyson looked at him with concern, and asked, “Are you sure?”

 He nodded his head. She said to him quietly, “Take off your clothes.”

 He did just that, and then he laid down. Alyson stood over him. She looked into his blue eyes, and then at his naked, chiseled-to-perfection body. Then she looked into his eyes again. She was scared. She didn’t want to hurt the man she loves.

 He noticed she was scared. He even saw tears coming out of her eyes. So he sat up, and gently caressed her face. He asked, “Aly, what’s wrong?”

 She answered, “I…I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t want you scared of me. I’m scared that…”

 With that, he hugged her tightly. He stroked her hair, and said, “Aly, you won’t hurt me. I’m not scared of you. Okay? You’ve got nothing to be scared about.”

 She nodded her head. Then they pull away. She laid him down. She saw a small, reassuring smile on his face. She first stroked his black hair. Then she moved her hand to his face, to his chest, his sides, and his abs. She stopped at his hipbones. 

 Then she hesitantly moved her hand onto him. She gently massaged it, making Andrew moan slightly. Then she started kissing his lips. The kiss was passionate, but gentle. He kissed her back, allowing himself to submit to her. Usually, they would have a tongue war, but this time, he made peace. 

 As she started kissing his neck, he moaned slightly as he moved his hands under her shirt. Then she moved onto his ear, and whispered, “I love you, Andrew.”

 He looked at her, eyes filled with nothing but lust. He said huskily, “I love you, Alyson.”

 They both shared a smile. Then she kissed his chest gently, making him moan again. He took off her shirt, and began to unhook her bra. Alyson moved onto his stomach. His abs had the perfect six-pack, ripped to perfection, and mature due to age. He smiled, and started to take off her leather, slashed dress pants. 

 She looked up, and gave a smirk. She took the pants off to make it easier for him. He took off her panties, and they were both naked. She laid on top of him, and slightly rubbed against him.

 He started to thrust into her. They both moaned. Then Andrew asked in a form of a moan, “Harder.”

 She looked at him with concern. He nodded his head, giving permission. So she grinded on him harder. They both moaned erotically, giving each other orgasms. 

 After a minute or two of this, Alyson pulled away, and laid next to him. She gently caressed his face. She saw a smile on his face, which made her do the same.

 She asked, “How was that?”

 He replied, “Different, but good. You weren’t too hard on me. I like that.”

 Alyson smiled as she said, “Andrew, the last thing I want is to hurt you. You…you went through a lot, and I wanted be gentle with you instead of my usual, competitive-but-can-be-dominant self.”

 “You didn’t have to do that for me, but…I get why. I appreciate it though.”

 Then he kissed her lips gently. After he pulled away, he said, “I fucking love you so much, Alyson. You are the love of my life. My soulmate. My everything.”

 Alyson gave a bright smile, and said, “I fucking love you so much too, Andrew. You mean so much to me. You’re very special. You’re my soulmate, and everything I could ever want in a man.”

 Andrew gave a huge smile, and held her tightly. I think I’m ready to make my next move with her, he thought to himself. What could this “next move” be?