Rabbit Hole (Romantic-Suspense)

Chapter 38: folder

Chapter 38: folder

A/N:

Warning, the chapter contains sensual scenarios.

3rd Person's POV

Standing from her seat, Alice pulls Lennox up. Wrapping her hands around Lennox's shoulder, leaning on him, keeping the drunk act, all in order to make Lennox put his guard off once he succumbs to his desire to have her.

Lennox heaves a heavy breath, containing his desire to hold Alice and not let go—but everything stopped when Alice tiptoed and reached his shoulder and whispered.

"Really? Then why don't you show me something…right?" After that, she slipped a while making eye contact, tracing his eyes and lips back and forth, then she added, "By the way, the steak's taste really good."

Reminding Lennox of what he texted to her this afternoon, then as if struck with anything heavy in the head, the seemingly chronic dizziness occurred. At lost, he stares at Alice's face, examining how beautiful she has grown from the girl he was once known to a mature woman she is now.

But, before he could savor the memories she had with her in the past that only he knows about, Alice's lips got closer to his.

Lips pressing, Lennox lost control over his soundness and responds to Alice's lips. Either be it under the alcohol's influence or under the charm of Alice's alluring beauty, he knew he couldn't stop anymore.

Slowly, nearly subconsciously, Lennox's going weak. Cuddling and lifting Alice up to his bedroom, senses going blurry, as all the sounds get drowned by the echoing heartbeat. Lennox put Alice down the soft sheets of his bed.

Both sitting up, gasping, they look at each other, noses touching, breaths colliding.

"Am I allowed to get greedy and take too much of my prize?" He asked, and then Alice leans in and kisses him more.

Swooning in warm embraces, Alice breaks free and said, "Yes,"

Then, Lennox smiles, open lips brushing Alice's. Alice startles but leans in more. Back pressing the sheets, as Lennox on top of her, the heavy kisses began to get deeper and deeper.

Don't get too carried away, Alice.

Alice thought as she keeps up with Lennox's sweet burning kisses. Kisses are burning up, as hearts started racing against their chests, heavy this kissing, much deeper than just the meeting of lips. A moment more of this heavy panting between kisses, then, the sound of a buckle undone.

Lennox's hands started caressing each sensitive spot of Alice. Groaning, flinching in embarrassment and pleasure, she found herself anticipating for more.

Lennox slowly opened her blouse, twisting each button with his thumb and third finger and then running his finger along her breastbone.

"Wait," Alice halted his hand, afraid and thrilled in eyes, Lennox understood the worry she has.

Yet, knowing he couldn't stop and wait anymore, he started kissing her again, comforting her with a gentle kiss. Alice began to want more. When Lennox sees the desire, Lennox made her shirt finally fell open beneath him, he studied her, then caressed her breasts.

"Don't look," Alice said, trying to covering them up with her shirt, but Lennox giggles softly and kisses her more again.

Again and again until she feel relaxed.

Was he putting her on? He slowly put her hands away from her breast and licked them, and then moved his lips slowly down her stomach, and Alice couldn't have cared less if he was.

Lennox removed her underwear, and kissing her just above her pubic bone, he slipped two fingers inside her. Alice moved into his hands until he stopped suddenly, removing his fingers as if he'd thought better of the whole thing. Then, hands sliding down on her stomach to her inner thighs, the slow arousal thrills her, even more, when his fingers get into her. Couldn't believe it was this possible for her body to feel the pleasure. She couldn't put into exact words as his stokes and thrusts got hotter and fast in motion.

Finally, feeling Lennox's has got the spot, Alice shuddering in an unfathomable sensation she just discovered was thinkable as it is overwhelming new to her. She let out a low gasp she struggled to keep in and hide.

Then, she looks at Lennox's smiling red flushing face.

Now, what? She asked herself. Wondering what would come next.

Then, swooning over her…pressure, rhythm.

Pressure and rhythm, those two were the only thing Alice could identify as they go over and over. Pleasure being completely foreign to her, to the point of being comfortable with their sweats colliding, she laid still beneath him, dancing with Lennox's flow.

"Alice, look at me." Lennox whispers, staring deep at one another as he pushed in a little deeper, nudging slowly, slowly…

Then, a pressure that has been trying to get in her finally penetrates.

Shocked in pain, she looks at Lennox's eyes— her eyes widened, and she inhaled roughly as he entered her deeper.

Lennox immediately froze, steadying her with a hand to her hip, ensuring that neither of them moved.

I knew that thing would tear me—but with Lennox's slow following thrusts, the pain eventually fades as the rhythm goes on. Heart beating fast, wondering how long she can stay in focus.

'I'm sorry, Alice,' he crooned. He moved his hand to her face and began stroking her. 'That's the worst of it, I promise. Are you all right?' He scanned her face eagerly for any signs of tears.

But there weren't any. Painful it is, but it wasn't that painful to make her shed a tear. It wasn't completely comfortable either, but the sensation of having him inside her, the emotions she saw on his face, in his eyes, distracted her from the twinges and thought inside…it was almost too much.

She wanted more. More of him. More of this and them…she wanted to see him come apart above her and know that they had done this together. She tried to find her own rhythm. The music swirled and rose about them, a tempting pace she was eager to match.

Damn, might as well enjoy this while it lasts. She thought.

A smirk formed on her lips, and he felt her smile travel all the way to his heart, allaying his worries. Without breaking eye contact, he began to move in and out maddeningly slowly and gently.

She blinked rapidly at the feel of Lennox inside her. Her hands slid down the tensing muscles in his back to his behind, smoothing over his curves and feeling his rhythmic thrusting beneath her touch. He balanced himself on one elbow, tracing sensual patterns up and down her ribs and over her shoulder. She was magnificent and perfect for Lennox. Craving her touch for so long from afar, he thought he dreams of having her below him. Her long, dark hair spread out across the white pillow, her brown eyes full and deep, locked on his, and her mouth, red and open, as she began to groan with every thrust.

Lennox know that he's ready to kill for her.

Lennox moved a hand to splay his long fingers across her ass, guiding and pushing her but following a gentle pace. He had waited so long. She watched his eyebrows come together, and his teeth clamp down on his lower lip. They were moving, moving, not fast but with determination, the synchronized connection of the two who would not look away.

Alice saw so many emotions in his eyes: passion, concern, adoration, erotic desire…He looked at her as if she was the only woman on earth as if there was nothing else in their private universe but the two of them and the sensual music that floated in the air as Gabriel made love to her, punctuated as it was by the noises escaping their chests.

Alice heard herself moan and pant, casting aside any embarrassment at hearing s*x sounds fly unbidden from her throat. Gabriel loved her cries, and they spurred him on, arousing him even more as if that were possible. He reached in between them, and as his speed increased, he began to pet her in time to his thrusts. Her tightened grip on his ass indicated her pleasure, as she fought to keep her eyes open,

"Look at me. I want to see your eyes when you come." The intensity of his voice matched his expression.

Her eyes grew wide, and she cried out as his thrusts sped. Julia tightened like a knot pulled just too tight and suddenly, gloriously fell from her arching back when they both came.

Heavy panting, Lennox fell over her as he slightly carried his weight by his elbows beside her before pulling out gently, giving off another pleasure for both of them.

She couldn't believe she was capable of feeling such warmth, guilt, and pressure at once. She stared at him. Pulling it out, they sigh in relief and awe, then Lennox turned and laid his back beside her. Arms still embracing her, erotic whispers and murmured adorations filled Alice's ears.

He had not cursed, as his breath still kisses Alice's soft neck. She was far too distracted to focus on this surprising fact. She could not know that he was a vocal lover who has psychotic tendencies and shouted expletives to match his urges and satisfactions. But in this space, sacred or otherwise, his spontaneous utterances had been clean and pure…

Yet, as his voice fades, getting dizzy, strength sipping away in alcohol's influence, Alice knew instantly—

This is my chance.

And so, fighting her urge to fall asleep from exhaustion in Lennox's arm, waiting for him to lose his consciousness completely, she lies there, waiting patiently.

As she knows well that she only has one shot to go. Determined, not minding the sore part below, she laid there, wide awake. And so, after a few minutes, the deep sound sleeping Lennox finally confirmed she's good to go.

Lifting his arms that are wrapped around her, she controls her breathing down to not wake him up. Successfully moving away from him, she then sits and turned away from him. But, her attempt to stand brings her knees on the floor right after she tried to step out of his bed.

What just happened?

She thought, glancing back to Lennox. Checking if the noise she just made woke him. Thankfully, her efforts didn't go to waste as Lennox lies soundly.

Looking back at her wimping legs, she figured that she lost balanced because of the penetration. Trembling legs and knees, she tries to get up on her legs quietly.

That pleasure caused me this much? She thought, pressing her lips together.

Tiptoeing, she glances back at him again as she walks towards the door out of his room, and before going out, twisting the doorknob. Assured he's in a deep sleep, Alice turns her eyes around to the door.

But, before she could look into it, another door caught her eyes.

A door, a hidden door. Behind the shelves inside his walk-in-closet.

Now, this is interesting. Alice thought suspiciously, seeing how red-light oozes out of the hidden door with a little gap that seems to invite her in.

Gulping, she glances back again at Lennox, then seeing him asleep. She glances back towards the door and walks fast and as quiet as she could.

Striding inside his walk-in closet, there she started feeling an overwhelming fright over her shoulders. As the menacing gap lures every step she takes forward, the heavier her breath is.

Getting close, her hand touched the door. Sliding it in the wall more to reveal what's inside the suspicious room that exudes a heavy aura, she then right away saw a desk.

A desk with a folder on it.

"What's this?" Alice mumbled as cold chills run down her naked body. Puzzled at the sight of a terrorizing empty white room that seems to get red because of the room's red lights illuminating every corner.

Eyes speculating the room from her spot, with no other than the chair, desk and the folder on it that seems to invite her in. She stood still, not moving a muscle as she finds everything suspicious.

Yet, as the envelope keeps pricking her curiosity, the folder George was holding this afternoon appeared in her mind. As if her gut is telling her that it was the same folder George was giving out to Lennox.

Is that supposed to be Clyde's other information? She thought.

But, as doubt starting to creep in, she couldn't stand the curiosity anymore, feeling a sea of anxiety the more she takes the time to stand there. Alice took a deep breath and steps in.

Heart pondering against her chest, the closer she gets, the heavier her steps go. She is reaching her hands out on to it. She lifted it up and slid her fingers in to get what's inside.

Eyes fixed, steady breathing, the next thing she saw showered her with turmoil.

What the hell?