My Young Alpha

Please remember

"Syd, I am not the bodyguard who carried you to my car," he continued. My eyes widened as this revelation came to me.

"What.....how is that? I remember your pheromones......so how, how is it not you," I felt ashamed at myself for mistaking him for someone else.

"You. You still don't remember?" He asked with a concerned expression. "What do you want me to do now? Why do I have to be the only person who remembers everything? I cannot suffer alone - and with that his lips were already on mine.

My first instinct was to push him away and I did.

"What are you doing?" I snapped wiping my mouth.

"I'm trying to make you remember." He replied with a raised brows. Before then, I realised he has released his pheromones and it was a familiar scent that I had encountered.

"Do you remember now?" He coerced but I shook my head in disagreement.

He stood up and gently pushed me on the sofa while he laid on top of me. His pheromones seems to get stronger at every inch he moved. I could feel his genital sliding up and down my pants. Looking at him from here below, I could see his stature distinctively. He has a more curlier brown hair, his hazel eyes appear more subtle unlike what it looks like during the day. His muscular features suited him perfectly though he had a young but pretty face. His chest firmly gripping his shirt which makes it visible to the eyes.

"Are you going to keep staring?" He asked breaking my thoughts.

"I'm not. Staring," I replied turning my eyes away. He slowly rub his finger on my lips creating a smooth movement which caused me to slightly part my lips. His finger found its way into my mouth. A cute smile swept on his face.

"Do you want more?" He whispered into my ears sending shivers down my spine. I nodded. He sent soft kisses down my neck while his left hand slowly roaming my body with a tingling sensation. The weird sound of excitement I held onto escaped my mouth as he played with my teat.

My hand found its way to his hair as I firmly held on it tightly due to the unexpected events happening. He slowly declined, kissing in-between my flank, my most sensitive spot. I raised my body and pulled him toward me with both hands. I captured his lips at that moment as he manoeuvred his way to grab me by my arse and placed me on his laps. The kisses were intensifying, captivated by each other and enjoying every single bit of what the other offers.

My hand raced down his torso and found its way; grabbing the tool that looks bigger than usual compared to my little hand. Soft groan escaped his lips as we continued to kiss each other, our breaths getting hotter. I felt his hand round my shaft. At last, the ecstasy was being reciprocated. We gasped as the rhythm intensified, holding on to each other while the other hand performed magic. Soon, our loads were on each other; looking directly at each other's eyes and smiling deeply.

Still in the same position, I recalled what happened that night. It was him - the person I made love to. I could feel my body bubbling from within. It was yet another best experience with him once again.

"Let's clean up," I said to him getting off his laps.

"Mm," he replied following me closely to the bathroom. We went at it again after wiping off all the c*m. Our body yearned for each other, sticking closely together as our body got hotter and hotter; our breaths the same.

It was so late in the night before we could realised. He persuaded me to let him stay and I did. It was only then that I got to know he was leaving for London the following day. I did not know how to react neither did I show any sign of sadness.

"Let's enjoy this moment," I thought to myself cuddling him on my bed as we stared at each other before drifting to sleep.