Writing My Way Into Your Heart // Alex Bowman

✧･ﾟ: * Chapter Four *:･ﾟ✧

Tags: phone sex

The last few weeks have been a complete whirlwind; my life turning in a direction I never thought possible. Ever since that night I gave Alex my number, we haven't stopped talking.

At first it was little texts here and there, but then as Alex got further into the fanfic, he started to ask me what was going to happen between Mr. Bowman and Rose. It was so hard for me to wrap my head around the idea that Alex Bowman was talking to me AND he was enjoying my fic. I honestly thought I would have run him away, but if anything, this brought us even closer.

Then one night, my phone rang. "I needed to hear your voice." I could hear how upset he was. "I had a horrible race and just, Ella, you're the only person I want to talk to right now." I melted at his confession.

We ended up talking the whole night after I was able to calm him down and distract Alex from the race. We talked about everything under the sun then, just growing closer and closer to each other.

I still can't wrap my mind around the fact that Alex and I were even talking, but somehow, he makes my life so much more now. I would be lying if I said I wasn't falling for him, because I was.

I don't know when it happened exactly, but it was somewhere between the late night phone calls and the stupid memes he sends me throughout the day when I'm at work. He was the first thought I have in the morning and the last one I have at night.

I glanced at the clock and cringed, it was almost 2 am and I was still up texting Alex. Truth be told, I'd lose sleep if it meant I could talk to him.

Me: Alex, I should be sleeping! Stop sending me cute pictures of yourself. I have work in the morning Mr. Racecar driver.

Alex: So do I

Me: Yeah cuz flying out to the racetrack is work.

Alex: It's work related... =P

Me: Please put your tongue away, Sir.

Alex quickly sends me a picture of him sticking his tongue out seductively and I groaned. He has no idea what this does to me. There's no doubt that we've been flirting with each other here and there, but tonight felt a little different and I needed him to know how much that turned me on.

I just hope that doesn't scare him away. We haven't talked about anything sexual beyond my fic, so this for sure would be a make or break moment.

Me: You have no idea what that tongue of yours does to me.

Alex: Good?

I decided to fuck it. I needed this man to know how much he turns me on. I opened my camera, flipped it to selfie mode, snapped a photo of my lips caught between my teeth with my nipples hard underneath a see through tank top I was wearing. It was also clear where my free hand was.

Me: More than...

Alex: Are you...?

I replied with another photo, my hand underneath the waistband of my shorts. It was very visible that my hand was in between my legs. I held my breath as I waited for his response and then smiled when my phone rang.

"Like what you see, Mr. Bowman?" I answered.

"Ella," he sighed, I could hear rustling in the background and I knew he was getting comfortable in his bed, "why are you being a tease?" I laughed, hearing the strain in his voice.

"Hey, you're the one that sent me the picture in the first place."

"I highly doubt my tongue is the reason for this."