Almost Always You

Chapter 15

"El? What's the matter?"

"Nothing. I'm sorry I woke you up. I was feeling weird sleeping alone in a new place."

"You want to come in?" he asked.

I nodded.

I went inside with him.

His room was twice the size of the room I was staying in. It had a television and even a pool table.

Seriously? A pool table in a bedroom? I thought.

I looked around. It was a typical boy's room, with clothes lying around.

"You have such a beautiful place here, so why do you stay at the frat house?" I asked.

"I'll answer your question if you answer mine."

I looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Why did you lie to my mom?" he asked.

I walked toward the pool table, turning my back to him because I was ashamed of what I was about to say.

"I gain weight easily, Xander. I don't want to be fat again. I'll hate myself, and my mom would kill me if I gained weight. No one would like me if I looked fat and chubby."

Xander came up behind me and placed both hands on my waist.

"What? Who said no one will like you? Whether you gain weight or stay the same, you'll still be sexy. Too bad I don't date, or else you would've been my girl," he said.

He started kissing my neck, and I tilted my head, giving him more space.

"You're just saying that to make me feel better. I've gained a bit of weight since I came to London because of all the junk food I've been eating," I said, tears forming in my eyes. "I have to exercise."

"No, El," Xander said.

He turned me around and saw the tears in my eyes.

I rubbed them away lightly.

"You're perfect just the way you are. You don't need to change yourself just to please some guy."

He kissed me deeply.

"Let me show you how perfect you are."

The kiss quickly became more intimate, and I let myself get lost in the moment.

Xander looked at me for a moment before suddenly asking, "Why are you still a virgin?"

I looked at him in shock.

"What?"

"I mean, you told me you had a boyfriend. Why didn't you guys ever do anything?"

I felt a little awkward answering, but I eventually said, "We had a cute relationship, but it wasn't that serious. We were both pretty young and inexperienced, and honestly, neither of us was ready to take things further."

"Oh," he said, nodding slowly.

"That's why," I added, shrugging. "It just never happened."

He looked at me for a few seconds before smiling.

"I guess I understand."

I looked away, feeling slightly embarrassed.

"Did you guys do anything?" he asked.

"No. We just made out. We had our little make-out sessions, but that was pretty much it."

"No need to be embarrassed, El. I understand."

"I'm not embarrassed, Xander. I just feel like you think of me as some kind of naive little girl."

"Who said I think of you like that?"

"I don't know. You could think of me that way because I'm a virgin."

Xander looked at me for a moment before shaking his head.

"Being a virgin doesn't make you naive, El."

Instead of teasing me again, Xander's expression softened. He leaned closer, and this time there was nothing playful about the way he looked at me.

He gently brushed a strand of hair away from my face.

"El, I don't see you as some naive little girl."

His voice was quieter now.

"Then what do you see me as?" I asked.

He held my gaze for a moment.

"Someone who's grown up. Someone I still care about more than I probably should."

My heart skipped a beat.

He leaned in and kissed me again, slowly this time. There was something different about the kiss—less teasing, more tender. I could feel all the emotions we'd been avoiding for so long coming back between us.

When he finally pulled away, his forehead rested against mine.

"Still think I see you as a little girl?" he whispered.

I shook my head.

"Good," he murmured, before kissing me again.

He hoisted me up onto the pool table. He stood between my legs. His tongue entered my mouth. I leaned back, pressing both my hands on the tables. Xander started to kiss my neck. I tilted my head back in pleasure. He found the spot below my ear, which drives me crazy, and bit me. I’m sure that’s going to leave a mark. I moaned loudly. I covered my mouth with one hand. Xander looked up to me and removed my hand.

“Don’t cover your moans. I want to hear it. It drives me crazy.”

“But someone might hear us,” I said while trying to catch my breath.

“The walls are soundproof. Mom made sure of it because I scream a lot while playing Xbox. So, no covering your mouth. Understood?” he asked. I nodded in return. “Good girl.” Oh God! Why does he call me that? It makes me want him more.

Xander started kissing me again. He rubbed his hard-on onto my crotch. I moaned into his mouth. He picked me up effortlessly and laid me down on his bed without breaking the kiss. Are we going to have s*x? Am I ready? I think I am. Xander removed his shirt and pulled on my tank top, indicating for me to remove it. I got up a little and helped him remove it. He threw both of our clothes down on the floor. His pupils dilated when he saw I wasn’t wearing a bra. Well, I was ready for bed, so I never wore one.

He looked at me, asking for permission. I love the way he cares for and respects me. I nodded. He lowered his head onto my right breast and took the hardened n****e into his mouth. I moaned loudly and gripped onto his hair. One of his hands came onto my other breast and started playing with it. His tongue swirled around, and then he bit my n****e. I was a moaning mess. He gave the same attention to the other breast. He kissed over my stomach. He lowered to my shorts. He removed it along with my panties. I tensed under him. Oh God! This is finally happening. He sensed my awkwardness.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked calmly.

“No. Do you have a condom?”

“Condom?” he asked. I nodded.

“No, El. We aren’t going to have sex.”

“Oh,” I said with a slight disappointment, which he noticed.

“Hey! Look at me, baby. Remember I told you I will give you the full experience before we have sex.” I nodded.

“Well, this is one of those experiences,” I thought. We did everything except for s*x, but it turns out there is more. I looked at him.

“I told you one day I’m going to taste you properly. Well, I’m going to do it now,” he said, lowering again and kissing my stomach. I was excited and nervous. He slid his finger up and down my v****a, collecting the moisture.

“Baby. You are so wet for me.” I moaned when he called me baby. Ha, he blew at my entrance. His hot breath hit me, and I curled my toes in pleasure. He pulled my legs up so my feet were flat against the bed. He looked straight into my eyes when he licked a long strip on my v****a. My head fell back in pleasure. I’ve never felt or experienced something so s****l in my entire life. Xander started licking and sucking me and made sure I felt his cold tongue piercing every time he licked me.

I tangled my hands in his hair, pulling it from time to time. He groaned against me, sending vibrations through my entire body. He slowly inserted his tongue into my entrance, moving in and out. I was twisting my hips involuntarily to create more friction, but Xander placed his hands on my waist, holding me down. It was torture for me. I groaned, and he looked up at me and laughed. “Eager much?” he asked.

I pushed his head back down. He let out a laugh and continued to lick me. He removed his tongue and started sucking my nub. I felt the same feeling in the pit of my stomach like I did a few days ago.

“Are you close, baby?” he asked. I nodded. He continued to eat me out. A few seconds later I shook beneath him as I came into his mouth. He swallowed my c*m and continued licking until I was done. He came up to me and kissed me deeply, and I could taste myself on his tongue.

“See how good you taste, baby.” I blushed and looked down at his pants and saw a huge hard-on. He noticed and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll sort myself.”

“Why? You didn’t like what I did to you last time?” I asked hesitantly. He kissed me.

“You are tired, baby, and I don’t want to pressure you. I loved the handjob you gave me last time, and I can’t wait to have your mouth wrapped around me again. But I want to put your wants and needs first. So let me sort myself out. You can take me in your mouth tomorrow.” I blushed.

He smiled and kissed my forehead.

I loved that he always did that after we shared an intimate moment. Somehow, that small gesture felt more meaningful than everything else.

"You can use my bathroom. I'll use the one across the hall."

"But what if someone sees you?"

"Everyone is asleep, El. Just go and freshen up."

He left the room.

I got up and noticed his shirt lying on the floor. I picked it up and smelled it.

I smiled.

I took it with me to the bathroom, got cleaned up, and put on Xander's shirt.

When I came back into the room, I waited for him.

He returned a little while later.

"You look so sexy in my clothes," he said, kissing my forehead.

I smiled.

Xander got into bed.

I stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to do.

I didn't know whether he wanted me to stay or wanted me to leave.

"Aren't you coming?" he asked.

I smiled and got into bed.

I turned around, my back facing him.

His arm came around my waist, pulling me closer.

"Goodnight, princess," he whispered, kissing my shoulder.

I smiled and closed my eyes.

I fell asleep with a huge smile on my lips.