It happened.
Will was behind Alicia when she entered the bathroom. She felt his presence but did nothing about it.
She went for the medicine cabinet and stopped when she realized that he was looking at her the way she had always wanted him to. She was now looking at her roommate via the mirror of the cabinet. He was handsome. The blood on his face made him look like a boxing champion and he was longing for her, she could tell.
They stood like this for what felt like eternity and he decided to make a step and he closed the distance between them, handing his hand towards her back. She was like a statue until she relieved at his touch. He kissed her slowly on the back of her neck. She closed her eyes and felt her head spinning while her heart was now clearly out of control.
He caressed her shoulders with his lips. She didn't know what to do. Turn around and kiss him passionately? She was too scared that it would break the moment. She then let Will lead. She didn't wait too long: his kisses went longer and his hands were now circling her waist. She could sense his chest moving as he took deep breaths on her skin. She realized she had shivers, of pleasure. He then turned her slowly and stopped while looking into her eyes.
Alicia was stunning, even in a used t-shirt and her cotton panties and her long curly hair undone around her neck. He couldn't find a word to describe how amazing she looked, in his eyes, at that moment.
They didn't need words to discuss what was happening. They were finally letting go off their longing feelings for each other.
Alicia did the next move. She put herself on tiptoe and reached for his lips, all very slowly.
He responded with his entire body, reaching for her, embracing her, lifting her and kissing her violently. The wait was over. He could finally be with Alicia.
After a few minutes and a few breaths Will lifted Alicia in his arm, prince-like and took her to her bedroom. He didn't want to make love to her in the same room as he used to drag his numerous girlfriends. Alicia was not any girl. She was his best friend, his confident, his gossip friend. He was respecting her more than any girls, probably as much as his mother and sometimes he felt even more. Actually, She was the one.
Everything happened at a snail's pace. They both wanted to enjoy every second of this moment. They knew it was unique. She unbuttoned his shirt beginning from the lowest point, brushing his skin. Will was eyes shut. She was driving him crazy. He was fighting really hard at that moment to suppress the urge he had to kiss her, get rid of her close and get to the point. But she was too special and actually this waiting was pleasant.
A few seconds after his shirt touched the ground he put his hands on Alicia's hips and slid his fingers under the t-shirt. His t-shirt. He had always loved her wearing it, especially now as it was like he was on her, directly on her skin. He then moved slowly his hand from her belly to her breasts. He paused. They were now looking at each other, their eyes burning with desire. They reached each other lips but hold it a few millimeters away from the goal. Their noses were touching. Their heads went caressing while their breaths were now getting shorter and shorter. And they kissed again. This time it felt desperate, like two old lovers who spent their lives apart and were now allowed to share one last kiss before they would be parted forever.
They were now French kissing. Usually Alicia was not a huge fan of it. She always dread for wet lipped guys. Will was a perfect kisser. His mouth was not too dry, not too wet. When his tongue found Alicia's, she moaned with pleasure.
For a brief moment Alicia thought about Megan. She should be ashamed of herself, making out with Will while he was not single. But she could help the rush to be his, to be his lover. She had wanted to for a long time, after all. Long before Megan knew Will.
Then Will put Alicia on the bed. She was still wearing her panties and he was in his boxers. That state didn't last long and soon their respective underwear stood on the floor.
He entered her very slowly, focusing his attention on Alicia's face. She was so beautiful. She was having her hands on Will's face and went for a kiss when he was entirely in her. They had a sigh of relief. They were perfect for each other. They kissed a long time passionately while Will was slowly moving over Alicia. She moved her hips with him and they found their pace but kept it slow to enjoy their moment as long as possible.
Will was now thinking about Megan. He would break up with her, first thing tomorrow. Alicia was his soul mate, he was sure about that. The way they were fitting, there was no magic in this: they were made for each other.
They made love for about half an hour. They reached their respective climax a few seconds apart. Alicia first and then Will.
Was it time to discuss what just happened?
No. they would have next morning to do so.