Hearts Align

Chapter 11

I left him in the living room while I made the sandwiches. Piling meat and cheese on toasted bread and putting honey bbq chips in the sandwich and on the side. I brought everything out to the living room and we just munched while we watched TV. It was maybe 2:30 am and we were just binging Ridiculousness.

By 3:30 we were just watching more tv and talking. I won't deny that I like him, I have for a while but I kept it all together because I didn't know if I could trust him.

"You got short." he said, laughing at me when I asked him to help me pull my boots off.

"Yeah, the worries of vanity."

"You look amazing." he told me.

"Yeah, cause I'm half-naked." I replied, sitting next to him.

"I've seen you in scrubs and covered up and I still thought you were beautiful."

Suddenly he was looking down at me and I couldn't help but look at his lips. I caught him looking at mine and I wanted it, I wanted him to kiss me. This has been building for a while and it's time to see where it goes.

He slowly brought his hand to my cheek, moving it to cup my neck all the while looking me straight in the eyes. When he saw no resistance he lowered his head and pressed his lips to mine in a kiss that sizzled my brain.

I wasn't ready for the heat that blew through me but I relished it. Quickly enough I straddled his waist and wrapped my arms around his neck, he wrapped his around my waist. He squeezed me against his chest and I felt my skirt riding up but he kept his hands around my waist.

His hands streaked up over my bare back and then moved to fill themselves with my breasts, the moan just spilled out. I threw my head back to breathe because I just needed some air.

"Where's your room?" he asked, moving to kiss and suck on my neck.

"Upstairs, end of the hallway." I replied, wrapping my legs around his waist when he stood up.

"Kiara, I don't want you to think . . ."

"I want this . . . you . . . we'll talk later." I said, pressing my lips to his.

Alex started to walk upstairs, stumbling over one of Kat's toy parts and knocking me back against the wall. A laugh bubbled up and out of my throat when he nipped my jaw. For good measure, I tightened my legs around his waist and his hands moved from my thighs to my ass.

I felt like my blood was sizzling in my veins like it was humming in my body. The truth is that I've thought about this, I knew the moment was coming. It was all a question of when and now that it's here, it might be more than I'm ready for but there's no turning back at this point.

"Alex . . . hurry up." I told him as he climbed the stairs.

"You'd harden a dead man, you know that?" he growled.

"You're not dead."

"Thank heavens."

When he opened the door to my room I was grateful that I cleaned up today. White walls and light furniture that did the job. I turned the light on and wiggled so that he would put me down. He had picked me up and carried me up the stairs as if I weighed nothing more than a feather. There's something to say about that.

"You're the first man that comes up here since I moved here, well to this part of the house anyway."

"Jackson's been here a few times?" he asked with that stupid grin.

"Are you gonna be able to get over the fact that he's gonna be here? For a very long time?"

"I have, will he be able to get over the fact that I'll be here? Hopefully for a very long time?" he replied, stroking my cheek with his thumb.

"He'll have to." I mumbled, accepting that this is more than just a one night stand for both of us.

"Are you sure? I don't want to be here every once in a while, I want more than that." he told me.

"You realize this isn't the right time to talk about this?"

"No better time."

"Alex . . ."

"Are you in for something longer than a few days a month?" he asked, smiling down at me with that ridiculous lopsided grin.

"I haven't dated anyone in a while, I might suck at it."

"We can work on it because I'm sure that I suck at it, too."

"You are . . . I don't know what you are." I chuckled, stepping in front of him again.

"I hope that's a good thing."

"It might be, now would you like to spend the night Karev?" I asked, getting on my tiptoes.

"I would very much like that."

He bent down the little bit that he needed to kiss me again. His hands moved over my bare back again and the heat just speared through me whenever he touched my bare skin. I felt him messing with the zipper on my skirt and I let it pool at my feet. His groan when he felt the lace underneath was very satisfying.

His hands moved up again, pulling my shirt up along with them. When he pulled it off I stood there in nothing but lace underwear and he was fully dressed. Alex's lips attacked my neck and it was my turn to moan again, so I started to pull his shirt off.

Once I felt his skin under my hands I felt crazed, I needed to feel more. Before he could pick me up again I unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down. He picked me up and laid me on my bed, bringing his lips to mine before starting his descent.

I didn't know what to do with my hands as he lazily made his way down my body searching and savoring those weak spots. He bit the skin near my navel, on my hip, and the tender skin on my inner thigh. Groaning, I tried to close my legs but he held them open and pulled the lace to the side to taste my most sensitive parts.

My back arched off of the bed, the orgasm blowing through me as he took his time to play with and savor my body. I heard the lace rip and felt him kiss and lick his way back up my body. When he kissed me I could taste myself on his lips.

"You owe me a pair of lace underwear."

"I'll buy you as many as you want." he smirked.

"Condom?" I asked.

"Back pocket." he muttered as he moved away.

I hopped off the bed and grabbed it before he could.

"Allow me."

I took my time unrolling the condom on him and his groans were very pleasurable. Flipping us over again, I was bent over the side of the bed when he thrust into me. His hands covered mine as the thrusts built momentum, leaving both of us sweaty and breathless.

We went at it like horny teenagers until we couldn't stand straight. He said that's what happens when you ignore sexual tension the way we were.

I don't know what time it was but by the time we passed out I'm pretty sure the sun was starting to come up. I didn't count the number of orgasms I experienced but after almost a year of celibacy, it was pretty high.

We fell asleep on opposite sides of the bed but the last thing that I remember is feeling him lacing his fingers with mine.

"Wake up lazy ass! It's French Toast . . . holy shit! I'm so sorry!" Jo shouted, covering her eyes.