What A Life

Chapter 8

I look at Alex, as he hands me some clothes. He gave me boxers, sweatpants, and sweatshirt. “The bathroom is down the hall to the left.” He informed me. “Okay, I’ll be back in a few minutes.” I told him. I walked out his door, and then I found the bathroom moments later. I turn on the shower cold, and step out of the dress, and out of my underwear, and take my bra and put it off to this side. I get into the water, and let it run over my body. I look around, and look for some shampoo, and I turn around, and find it. I squirt some onto my hand, and run my hand through my hair. I wash it out of my hair, and see that my hair feels super clean. I turn the shower off, and step out. I hear a knock at the door. “Who is it?” I say, grabbing my clothes quickly, covering myself up, I see its Alex, putting a towel through the door. “Thank you.” I tell him, grabbing the towel. I dry off, and put on the boxers, and then tried putting on the sweatpants, but they kept falling off. I then put on the shirt, and walk back to his room. “Where are the pants? I mean I don’t mean you have to put them on…I’d rather you not put them on.” He said, looking me over. “Oh shut up!” I said throwing the sweatpants at him. I tackled him, making him fall to the ground. “Woah, Hia” he said, looking up at me. I leaned down and kissed him. He put his hands on my waist, and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his torso. “I want you, bad.” He said moving his hands up the sides of my shirt. “I want the same.” I told him kissing him more intesnly. “Do I need to get the condom?” he asked me, tugging on my shirt. I nodded my head, as I let him slide my shirt off. I slid his shirt off, and ran my fingers down his chest. He starts kissing my neck, and shoulders. I looked at him and smiled. I fumbled with his jean button. “Are you sure about this? He asked me. “Yes, I want to, I love you.” I told him. He looked at me, and his eyes got wide. He told me that he loves me too. That he has always liked me, just never told me, never had the courage. He takes his pants off. And I take the boxers I had on, off.  He slid the condom on with one hand, and picked me up again, leaning me against the wall. He unhooks my bra, and I let it fall to the floor. I squirm out, and push him on the bed, and crawls on top of him. Smiling, I kiss him, my hands on either side of his head. He flips me so I’m on the bottom, he looks at me and I nod. He starts rubbing around my inner thighs. I look at him, and he smiles. He moves and we enter as one. He starts slowly, and then gets faster. He starts kissing me, and I wrap my arms around his neck. He stops and looks at me, and I put my head against his chest. He sits there and holds me. I fall asleep thinking about him. Tonight we became one, and I was not a clean angel anymore, literally.