Little Red Wolf

Chapter11.

I lost the one

I woke up on top of Alexander a bit disoriented; how can one glass of wine do that. Well maybe it was a combination of the evening and the wine. When I lifted my head to check if Alexander was awake, I felt his hands moving up my thighs and onto my ass. It was a good feeling. If he tried, he could probably fit both cheeks in one hand. In a very deep and sleepy voice, he mumbled: “mmh good morning beautiful. Did you sleep okay?”

“Better than I have in a long time, no nightmares. How about you? I hope I didn’t kick you”

Alexander did not acknowledge my question at all: “Do have nightmares? What kind of nightmare?”

“It’s not a big deal” I brushed it off, trying not to sound annoyed, because I did not feel like ruining a perfect morning with the most depressing story ever. My morning was already kind of ruined thinking about it but I tried the whole fake-it-till-I-make-it-thing.

“I will let it go for now, but if you promise to tell me about them some other time? I want to everything about you Amaya” he said as his hands moved from my ass to my back. I nodded against his chest in agreement but secretly hoped he would forget all about it. Courage washed over me, and I asked: “Hey, do you want to take a shower?”

“Together?” he lifted his head just enough to look into my eyes. “Yeah” I said batting my eyelashes in a slightly innocent manner. He gave me that devilish smirk, shook his head and sat up with me still on top of him “Okay, let’s go”.

His bathroom was the same size as my room, he had a tub big enough for two. I looked at the tub, then back at him with widened eyes and a smile but he just shook his head and dropped his pants. My mouth opened and I stopped breathing for a minute; I had almost forgotten how big he was. I know, I know. How could I forget when I had him in my mouth a few days earlier but it almost looked photoshopped. Completely naked he stood in front of me, he swiftly took off my pajamas and went to his knees. He put his hands on my hips and gave me soft kisses right below my bellybutton. Then he pulled off my panties and got back up. This man was killing me. He took my hand and led me to the shower. The water was nice, it almost made me forget last night. Almost. Alexander washed my hair; it was very romantic and sensual, but I felt the courage push out: “So when are we going to …you know”.

He turned my head so I could see his face: “Amaya why are you in such a hurry to lose your virginity? I’m really trying to be a good guy here, but you are making it so hard”

I looked down, without actually seeing anything, and jokingly said: “that’s what I’m trying to” I reached for his d**k but before I could grab it he caught my wrist and pinned me against the wall. His face was so serious, but I felt his erection against my abdomen, so I kept smiling. “Amaya, I am in love with you. I don’t want to have s*x before you’re ready and I don’t think you’re ready yet”. My smile disappeared; how could he be that f*****g condescending to me? I was fuming: “who the hell do you think you are? You don’t get to decide when I’m ready. That’s my decision and mine alone. If you don’t want to f**k me then don’t, but don’t make up some s**t about me not being ready” I easily freed myself from his grip and got out of the shower without registering his reaction. I quickly dried myself off and put on my little black dress from the night before when I realized my panties was still in the bathroom. I decided to leave without them, I needed to get out of there and ran out of the door to the sound of Alexander calling out for me from the bathroom. The walk of shame to my room was more like a run of shame since I had my shoes in my hand. I hardly made it to my door before tears were running down my cheeks. “Hey, Amaya are you okay?” Sarah, bless her soul, wanted to be nice but I just smacked the door behind me. She knocked on my door: “Amaya can I please come in?” she did not usually wait for my blessing to come in but this time was different. I do not think anyone have ever seen me cry prior to yesterday. Well actually that is not true; Devi saw. I miss her so much. “Amaya please tell me what is wrong?” Sarah pleaded. I swallowed my sobbing long enough to say: “I’m okay. I will come by your room later; I just need a minute”. I cried the second I heard her move away from the door. It has not been like this for a long time, not since Devi died. “How is she not here?” I whispered quietly. I needed her here with me now, I need her to hug me and tell me what to do or how to feel. Four years. It has been four years since I lost her, and I have been lost ever since. I have been alone. She was my everything and she left me. She left me alone with my fake parents. “How could she? Did she know...about my parents? About the wolf-thing…was she a werewolf?”. My mind was scattered in a million pieces.

“knock, knock” came from my bedroom door.

“Sarah please, I just need a few minutes” I really tried not to sound dismissive.

“Amaya it’s me, Alexander. Please open the door. I need to talk to you, it’s important” he said with such seriousness in his voice. I did not know what to do so I opened the door.