13. Clash of Desires

Warning:. {Mature Content}

Nicole couldn't believe it - he had come to see her. He wore a white long-sleeved shirt and black pants which meant he had come here straight from work. She didn't know what it meant; all she knew was that she liked it a little too much. She had gone to get his glass of water from the kitchen and when she came back, the way he sat emitting comfort and warmth - way different from the Alexander she once knew - made her yearn for him. She wanted to curl up in his arms and cry her eyes out. She didn't know why, but she didn't feel like she should hide her emotions or try to justify why she shouldn't be vulnerable around him and this shocked her because this was the person she had despised for a long time.

He held her gently while she sobbed, and when she had calmed down, they both enjoyed the silence.

"When's the burial?" He asked softly.

"Saturday." She answered without looking at him. While she didn't want to hide her emotions, she also didn't want him to see her puffy eyes and pink nose - she already looked terrible enough.

He went quiet. "How did he die?" He asked again.

She sighed, "Cancer. He had been sick for sometime." Her voice broke at the end.

He held her tighter, "I'm so sorry, Nicole." He said and she believed he was truly sorry. She nodded in response, but still kept her face hidden from him.

She suddenly felt his touch. His fingers held her jaw and forced her to look at him. "Look at me. I don't care what you look like; you just lost someone you loved, your own blood. It's okay to be at your lowest." He assured her.

She didn't know what had been going on for the past few weeks since she started working with him but she noticed Alexander had become her type of man; one who cared, loved and owned up to his shit. He was no longer the conceited jerk she knew in high school. What had happened to the big bully she once knew? Who was this man that sat before her? Had Violet brought out the best in him or had it been his ex-wife? She was now really curious.

"What happened to you, Alexander?" She voiced her thought. He chuckled in response, "I guess I grew up. I know I was a douchebag then, but..."

She didn't let him finish before she kissed him. He didn't hesitate and kissed her back. They devoured each other's mouth with a voracious hunger; tongues fighting for dominance and lips molded perfectly against each other.

She wanted this so bad and hoped they weren't interrupted again.

He broke the kiss and looked at her with desire laden eyes. "Are you sure?"

She nodded quickly, "Yes. Please, help me forget the pain for a while."

He kissed her again. "Show me the way to the bedroom." He murmured against her lips.

With her legs wrapped around him and his hands supporting her weight, they found their way to her bedroom. She couldn't thank Georgia enough, she had come around yesterday and while they discussed, she had cleaned the whole house and even cooked for her - if it had just been herself, her house would have been a total mess right now.

He laid her on the bed gently, and moved to kissing her neck. She moaned when he sucked on it gently.

"I want you so bad." He confessed as he began unbuttoning her oversized shirt. She wore a tight blue bralete underneath - her breasts weren't so big but they were a nice B cup.

"I've wanted you since high school..." He murmured as he bent down to kiss her collarbone. He trailed the kiss down to her cleavage and licked it.

She could feel herself getting wetter by the second and moaned in pleasure when he shifted her bralete down to put his warm mouth on her nipple.

He suckled hard on it. She writhed as he took out her second breast and put its nipple into his mouth , "Please..." she let out desperately.

He still wore his clothes and she wanted them off.

"Take your clothes off." She commanded and waited patiently as, he began by unbuttoning his shirt to reveal a white singlet which he took off, to reveal that chest she had really wanted to see again.

He kicked off his pants too and remained in his underpants. He proceeded to drag Nicole's baggy pants off her and went back to kissing her.

She had worn lacy panties much to her relief - seemed like the universe was on her side with this. "Oh!" All thoughts flew off her head when Alexander shifted her panties to the side and stroked her pussy.

"You're so wet." He drawled. Her legs had widened on their own desperate for him, but he held them in place, " Chill, baby. We're not in a hurry."

Right now, she wasn't thinking about anything else except his dick drilling into her as fast as it could.

"Alexander, please..." She pleaded as he began stroking her pussy with his fingers. They slowly went in and out of her, eliciting very slurpy sounds that indicated how very wet she was.

"Oh, you're so ready...do you have a condom?" He breathed out. His eyes were so heavy with want and Nicole loved it. She had one in her dresser which she had saved just in case she wanted to get off with a random man.

"In there." She pointed to it and he went and took out the condom.

He then took off his underpants and wore it on his dick. From her desire clouded vision, Nicole could see it was quite big. She didn't care how big it was though, she just wanted him in her.

He put his dick at the entrance of her hole and slowly went into her. She moaned, loudly this time as he filled her up. She didn't care if her neighbours heard, all she wanted right now, was to get fucked real good by no one else but this man before her.

Alexander grunted in response and threw her legs on his shoulders.

"Fuck..." He moaned as he started moving. Nicole couldn't think, she just moaned uncontrollably as he drilled into her.

It was a missionary style, so they were looking at each other deep in the eyes. She could see the want and desire in his and was sure hers reflected same.

"Oh...yeah." She moaned when he went deeper. He thrusted, teased, thrusted again, teased again, till she could feel herself getting close. She grabbed the sheets as he thrusted way deeper. He moaned and grunted and it was exhilarating - she had always liked a guy who voiced his pleasure.

She could feel it...she was so close and then...

"Fuck!" She moaned loudly as she cummed. Alexander cummed along with her and they both gasped for breath.

He fell beside her and tried to catch his. "Where do I dispose off my lovely essence?" He asked with a smirk.

Nicole laughed breathily and pointed to her trash bin beside the bed. He gently rolled off the condom and trashed it then, left her to go into the bathroom. She heard water rush; then he came back to bed.

They were too tired to speak and just cuddled up against each other. Nicole smiled; it was an amazing sex.