Tricolored Roses

1.

An unseasonably cold breeze floats through the air as I walk across the carpark. I turn my face into the collar of my coat as I pull my keys from my pocket. Anticipation bubbled in my stomach, tonight was my fourth date with Kifier’s most eligible bachelor and my longtime friend, Alexander Christielli. As I buckled my seatbelt, my phone began ringing inside my purse. I fumbled it out and was extremely disappointed to see my ex’s name flash across the screen.

"Hello?", He says as soon as I pick up. I rolled my eyes, mentally berating myself for answering.

"Hello, Nicholas. What do you want?" I say, hatred dripping off my words.

"Michelle, please, let's talk about this. We've been together for four years. I need you”, His desperation is parallel with the amount of alcohol he’s consumed. Nick only ever called me when he was drunk or angry.

"Need me? I caught you in bed with Hailey, my best friend! What could you possibly need from me? How many times could I let you break my heart before I could be done? I loved you, but this is over, it's been over for a while. I’m exhausted doing this with you, how much more could you possibly need from me?", I ask, exasperated.

"Where are you going?", He paid more attention to the background of every phone call more than he ever paid to me.

"Out with a friend. What do you need, last chance before I hang up", I snap, ready to end this conversation. I hear him sigh.

"I just want you back... I love you", He lies, the words turn my stomach. A wave of anger rolls through my body.

"f**k you, don't call me again", I seethe, finally getting agitated and ending the call. I toss my phone to the passenger seat and take deep breaths. Tonight Nick wouldn’t get to me, I was going to see my favorite heartthrob and enjoy my night.

I arrive at The Nouveau, an upscale french restaurant that was all the rave. I check my coat with the host. She leads me to our table where I see Alex resting his arms against the white tablecloth, his gaze falls on the live quartet. He’s wearing a plain black button-up, tucked into navy slacks. As I come into his peripheral, his attention fully shifts to me and a smile grows across his face.

"Hello, beautiful", He says, standing to pull my chair out for me. As I settle into my seat he leans down to kiss my cheek.

"Hello. I’m sorry if you’ve been waiting long”, I glance at his half empty wineglass. He sits back in his chair, his steady eyes scanning my face.

“Not at all. I bought the bottle to see if it was good. If you want my honest opinion, they know nothing about good wine. Would you like anything? They do make fabulous cocktails, or mocktails if you’re not in the mood for something more virgin”, He says, grinning at me. I blush knowing exactly what he’s getting at. The waitress comes over, asking about our orders. Dinner fills into light conversation and good food.

“That was wonderful. Thank you for tonight, I really enjoy spending time with you like this”, I say as we exit the restaurant. I loop my arm around his as we walk to my car. Our pace is slow, echoing how badly neither of us want this to end.

“I’m glad you feel that way. I was actually wondering if you’d consider coming back to my place tonight. Nothing serious, I just wanted to maybe watch a movie or invite you to spend a night. Only of course if you wanted to?”, His words sounded hopeful, he wanted to spend this extra time with me and I wanted that too.

“That sounds lovely, I keep a spare change of clothes in my car. Let me grab those before we leave?” We get to my car and Alex grabs the backpack I keep in my trunk. We head back to his place, a gorgeous apartment complex near the bay. After we parked our cars in the lot and went to his building he turned to me, a look of slight concern flashing across his face.

“I have to warn you, my older brother Aspen lives here as well. He has a slight boundary issue and if he crosses any lines let me know and I’ll handle it immediately”, His voice has a hint of worry to it like there’s something he isn’t telling me.

“Well unless he tries to take my clothes off, it should be fine”, I joke, trying to laugh off whatever tension he was feeling. A look of panic crosses his face as he opens the door for me.

“Just don’t follow him alone anywhere for now. Anyways, this is our apartment, feel free to make yourself at home. The kitchen is through there and the bathroom is the third door on the left down that hallway”, He points to the different areas of his very clean home.

The entryway is nothing short of beautiful, the walls painted a very deep blue with dark wood floors. The living room is the first thing to greet you as you walk deeper into the home, furnished by light gray leather and silver furniture. His home smells like clean linen and his cologne. I let my eyes wander as I follow him to his bedroom, the pictures adorning the walls feature flashes of his childhood and portraits of his family.

I glance into one of the bedrooms as we pass and see Aspen sitting at his desk, typing away furiously at his laptop. His eyes shift to me, a dangerous smile dancing at his lips.

“Michelle Bishop, what on earth are you doing wandering through my house at this hour?” His smooth voice calls as I try to hurriedly sneak by. I look to Alex, who’s standing with his hand over his eyes, as if he’s dejected to have to deal with this situation.

“She isn’t sneaking anywhere. She’s with me, I invited her over. I was hoping you’d have been asleep”, Alex says, exasperated. I watch as Aspen comes to lean on his door frame, a smug expression settling onto his face. He glances at me and grins, a challenging gleam in his eyes.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you. Let me get a good look at you, we’ve all grown up so much. Still sleep with that bear Alex gave you when you broke your arm?” His gaze is softer as it lands on me, the previous tension having nothing to do with me. I peek over to a very bored Alex and nod my head.

“I still have it, although it’s on a bookshelf now. I can’t believe you remember that. But you were right earlier about it being late, I’m sure we can catch up tomorrow morning. For now, I’m pretty tired and I don’t want to keep you and whatever this is up”, I say, motioning between them. He smiles at me, sliding his glasses back up his nose.

“Of course, I’ll see the both of you tomorrow. If you get to cold in Alex’s bed, my door is open for you”, A sly grin snakes across his lips as he says the last bit. Alex clears his throat and lets out a small huff of a warning.

“Michelle my room is that last door on your right. Feel free to use my bathroom if you wanted to shower or take your makeup off. I’ll be in shortly”, He says, shooting a dangerous look at Aspen. I take my bag and follow his instructions, pushing open the door to an absolutely stunning bedroom. Deep greens and gold theme the room, a king sized bed centers one of the walls, giant floor to ceiling windows mirror his bed. He has a fantastic view of the city. I drop my bag onto the ottoman at the end of his bed and fish out a set of pajamas. I find my toothbrush as the hushed arguing in the hallway ends and Alex finally comes in.

“Sorry for that, I didn’t know he was in his room. And I promise I’m not going to his room at all”, I say, watching his eyes trail down my body. A smile dances at his lips as he strides over.

“Of coursed you aren’t going to his room. Especially not tonight, I intend to keep you in this bed all night”, He takes the clothes out of my hands and drops them on the bed, his other arm snaking around my waist. He pulls me closer, our bodies flush against each other.

“Oh? What exactly do you have in mind?” I giggle, wrapping my arms around his neck. He laces his fingers together at the small of my back.

“I was thinking we could shower, maybe after that you let me massage your legs and put on a movie. And then once you’re good and relaxed, I can hold you and we can fall asleep peacefully. How’s that sound?” He whispers it to me, inching his face closer to mine. My cheeks are full of roses. I bite my lip and grin up at him.

“Absolutely perfect”, I whisper, my eyes shifting to his lips. He kisses me, his hand sliding up my back and finding the zipper of my dress. He slowly drags it down, allowing his fingers to brush against the length of my spine. I shiver at the feeling, smiling as he pulls away from me.

“Alright baby, lets go get you clean so we can get in bed”, He says, grabbing my hand. He guides me to his bathroom, a grand dark wood and porcelain affair. He turns to start the shower and starts unbuttoning his shirt. I follow suit, allowing my dress to drop to the floor and pulling my hair up. I take my tights off and start pulling my necklace around to unclasp it.

“Where can I put my jewelry?” I ask quietly, Alex finally turns around in just his boxers and freezes staring at me. His eyes drag up my naked body and when he reaches my face something in his eyes just absolutely melts at the sight of me.

“Yes. Uh, I mean, yeah, there on the counter. They should be fine there. I’ll get a jewelry tray for next time”, He says, his gaze trained on me as I put my necklace and earrings by the sink. He offers his hand out to me and we step into the warm shower. I let out a soft moan as the water hits over my shoulders. I turned to look up at Alex, who’s looking very flustered. His eyes are on the ceiling and his breathing is forcefully calm.

“Whats wrong?” I ask, taking a small step back from him. He finally looks at me and smiles, glancing down at himself.

“I’ve never done this with a woman before. You have no idea how incredibly focused I am on not getting hard right now. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable or pressured”, He says, bashful. I smile, placing my hand on his chest, c*****g my head to the side.

“If anything I’m completely flattered. I don’t feel pressured, we’ve been on several dates and known each other forever. Honestly, I kind of assumed something would happen tonight. Although, we don’t have to. I don't want you to feel pressured either”, I watch his expression change at my words. His eyes go from nervous and apprehensive to dark and lustful.

“I want to make all of your assumptions a reality. But, I’ve never been with a woman intimately, are you sure you want this with me?” He says, his tongue skimming over his bottom lip. I nod my head, blushing. I let my hand slide down his chest and stomach, stopping just above his pelvis. I glance back up, his jaw slack with his mouth agape.

“I want it. Are you fine with me touching you like this?” I whisper, letting a smirk hit my lips. He nods, looking up at me with needy eyes.

“Absolutely”, He breathes. I giggle, pulling my hand away and reaching to turn his shower off. He makes a noise of disappointment, shooting me a confused look.

“Lets go get in bed then. I have the feeling this is going to lead to something I’m not sure we can safely do in a shower. C’mon pretty boy”, I say, stepping out onto the bathmat. He follows, grabbing himself a towel and passing me one. I wrap it around myself after I dry my legs off, Alex watching the whole time. As soon as the towel is secure around my chest I feel his hands on my hips, pulling me to him. He kisses me, desperation dripping from his tongue.

He picks me up and I wrap my legs around him, his strong arms finding their way around me. He deepens the kiss as we walk to his bed, sitting with me in his lap. I feel his erection through the towel under me. Rolling my hips against him, I earn myself a groan that rumbles from his throat.

“It’s taking everything in me not to tear that towel off of you and take you right now”, His words come out deep and breathy. I give him a daring smile, tempting him even more.

“Take me then baby”, I whisper, sliding my fingers up into the back of his hair. He grins, making quick work of pulling the towel off of me. He picks me up again, this time to gently lay me on his bed. His own towel drops, finally revealing all 8 inches of him. I watch as he climbs over me, gently caging my body in around his. He kisses me, his hand landing on my breast. His mouth trails down my neck and body, leaving kisses and light bites wherever he wanted.

“Tell me what feels good okay?” He asks just before his face is positioned between my thighs. I nod, letting out a light moan as he pulls on my n****e. I feel him lay a soft kiss on my inner thigh before his lips brush my sensitive flesh. His tongue quickly finds my c**t and he begins intervals of sucking and licking it. My moans fill the room quickly, the sensation driving me crazy. He inserts his middle and third fingers into me, gently sliding them in and out. I watch as his eyes flit up to me, watching me as I start to become undone.

“That’s perfect. Don’t stop”, I moan, reaching my hand into his hair. I get louder as I get closer and closer to o****m. I feel my thighs begin to quiver as he begins to suck harder and finger me faster. I completely fall apart, Alex drinks up every second of it. His pace slows as my legs stop shaking. His fingers, now coated in my c*m, glide out of me and into his mouth.

“You taste absolutely incredible. God you’re perfect”, He says coming up to kiss me. I taste my arousal on his lips and giggle. I sigh, feeling my eyes droop, it’d been a very long time since I’d came like that and I’d forgotten how draining it could be. I yawned as he laughed at me.

“I’m sorry for being tired, you’re quite good at that. You make me c*m like that again and I’ll be asleep for days”, I say, giggling softly. He chuckles, reaching for one of the towels we discarded.

“I can assure you, that alone just pushed me over the edge. Let me clean myself up and then I can put on that movie and rub your legs like I promised”, He says, making quick work of wiping himself and a spot on his bed off. I grin, sitting up a bit and clearing my throat.

“Come here, forget the leg rub, let me hold you”, I say, sliding myself under the comforter. He drops the towels into a clothes hamper and pulls on a pair of clean boxers before climbing back into bed with me. He lays his head on my chest and wraps an arm around my stomach. I run my fingers through his hair, kissing him on the crown of his head. He sighs, relaxing into me.

“I could get used to this. What do you think about us making this a weekend thing?” He mumbled, already half asleep. I smiled at his request.

“Of course baby”, I whispered before we both fell asleep.