Never Gonna Leave This Bed
Alex, Izzie and a hot break up sex. Cause they never had one.. But was it really just one night?
This story is inspired by Maroon 5's song with the same title. Enjoy!
'Izzie,' he whispered against her mouth. "What are we doing?"
She inhaled shakily, not moving an inch. "I don't know. Break up sex?", she answered trying to be funny but failed as his hazel eyes turned darker with desire or anger, she didn't know.
"Yeah. Break up sex."
"Break up sex."
Her heart stopped a beat and his lips were crashing down on hers in an instant. He leaned in as close as he could, ravishing her lips, savoring their sweet taste. Her lips were softer and sweeter than he could ever remember. Maybe it was because it was too long since he felt her lips on his. He took control of the kiss; sliding his tongue across her lower lip begging for entry and she immediately obliged opening her mouth to his searching tongue.
She had her hand locked against his neck, pulling him closer to her warm body. Her other hand was feeling its way on his chest, lightly scraping her nails against his skin. His tongue continued to massage hers while his hands buried themselves in her blonde hair, pressing her hard against him.
Her thoughts were in a cloud of confusion. This is wrong. So wrong. But to hell with it, she mused. Everything has been wrong since she left him, since they ended their marriage. Who gives a shit if this is wrong? Tonight, she needed him. Well, she needs him. Period. But if one night was all she can get and he can give, then she'll gladly take it. Forget about tomorrow. Well, screw it but she didn't want tomorrow. She didn't want to stop being in his arms. It felt so right. It was easy to believe the past two years have been just a nightmare, just a bump in the road and later on they would find themselves driving in a much better road- a much smoother one. If only she could turn back the time…
Pushing the sad thoughts aside, Izzie lifted her leg up and wrapped it around his waist. Alex groaned and slowly moved his hand from her ass to grab her leg to hold it in place. She could feel him against hers and it nearly drove her crazy just thinking about how close he was.
He grabbed her other leg and lifted her up in his arms. Her legs hooked over his ass and she held onto his neck tightly. They made it to her room and stumbled over to the bed. He laid her down softly and hovered over her on his elbows. They were both panting and their lips sore from their intense kisses.
Alex trailed his tongue along Izzie's neck, nipping her soft skin tenderly. She smells like the rose petal scent shower gel she always use and he loves smelling that scent from her skin. The scent is just so Izzie. He continued nuzzling her throat relishing her scent. She let out a soft gasp and he felt his body tingle with desire.
Her hands sneaked under his shirt and traced the waist of his jeans. He pressed himself harder against her as she reached for the front of his jeans and unbuttoned the top button. He sat up and ripped the shirt off in one swift move. He then shimmied out of his jeans and boxers. He is totally naked now. God, she'd be lying if she would say she didn't miss his body and the things it could do to her.
She moaned as he placed his lips around her right breast through the sheer fabric of her t-shirt. Her nipples hardened against the dampness of his mouth and arched her back with a low moan. He inched her shirt up inch by inch, exposing her pert breasts to his gaze. He kissed, licked, and sucked each of them; making Izzie whimper and sigh with pleasure.
Right then and there, she realized she doesn't need foreplay. All she need is him, filling her up. She needs him. Right now. Right now. It was like an unspoken chant. It was crazy, she feels her body is going to explode from all the emotions she's feeling. Desire. Passion. Love. Anger. Yes, she's angry; mostly at herself for letting this man go. Why did she let him go? She should have hold on to him when he asked her to leave. And at him, for believing she could be happy without him. Yes, she could stay away from him. But be happy while being apart from him? That was impossible.
She framed his face and angled it so she could kiss him hard again. Wanting to send a message of what she needed. A groan escaped her lips as Alex seems to get the message as he unbuttoned her pants and helped her get out from it. He hooked his fingers in the sides of her panties thinking he is about to removed them but was surprised when he slowly moved towards the part that wanted him the most and used his thumb to push her panties to one side so his tongue could slide along her aching warmth.
Izzie bit her bottom lip to stifle another loud moan as she pulled harder on his hair to push him away from her. She knows all she has to do was tell Alex what she wanted. That she needs him inside of her and he'll give her what she wants. But her pride stopped her. If this is the last time she'll be having sex with Alex-or well, making love with him, she wouldn't want to come across as the begging type. She wouldn't want to beg for him. That would be desperate. And all her life she never wanted to be the desperate girl begging for affection. It just wasn't her.
So she just let him take control of her body; her body shaking and she stopped pushing him away from her and pressed him harder against her instead until she rode out on her orgasm.
Within seconds she was naked, legs spread open for him to take her. His right hand tilted her hips up a bit and he gently pressed his shaft against her warmth. Their gazes locked and Alex swore that if there was a way to make love with just looking into each other's eyes, this would have been it.
She grabbed his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist. She inhaled sharply as she finally felt him inside of her, filling her up to the hilt. She started rolling her hips against his, grinding their bodies together. Two souls blazing as one. As if they hadn't been apart. No one left and no one asked the other to leave. Too bad it's just for one night. A meaningless break up sex.