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Chapter 4
(Two days later)
"Are you certain?" Marissa gazed intently into those teal-colored orbs and she bobbed her head. The blonde searched her mistress' green eyes, attempting to find any apprehension on her the brunette's part, only to find a determine glint. "Marissa," she started cautiously. "It is not too late to change your mind."
Marissa pointed her index finger to her face. "This is my resolved face," she began. "I've made out my mind. I won't back out of this." She reached out and grasped Alex's right hand before giving it a tight squeeze. "No seconds thoughts whatsoever. I want this," she stated firmly. The brunette's glance flickered from Alex's face to the empty parking lot that she could see from her passenger seat in the car. "You'll do fine. After all, you're a quick learner."
The blonde gave in knowing how obstinate her mistress could be. It was difficult to say know no to the Newport princess. Beyond everything she knew it was pointless to argue, as she was once a headstrong princess as well. And despite the fact that she thought it was pointless for her to learn how to drive, she smiled politely. "Very well," she uttered. "In the event something bad were to happen, I blame you for that," Alex teased only to earn a playful shove from her mistress.
"Knock on wood." Marissa caressed the skin near the blonde's thumb. She held Alex's gaze, giving the blonde a lopsided grin. "I trust you. Get those negative thoughts out of that silly head of yours." She earned a light chuckle from the other girl. She did not know what came over her but Marissa unexpectedly found herself leaning over and pecked the blonde on the cheeks.
Alex's eyes blinked, not expecting the gesture from her mistress. She goggled at her mistress to find the brunette sending her a sheepish look. An uncomfortable silence bestowed upon them. Attempting to lessen the awkwardness, Alex offered a small smile. She gripped on the steering wheel tightly. "I am ready," she informed.
Marissa was grateful that the uneasiness passed. She noted how Alex's fingers clenched on the steering wheel. "Relax your grip." She saw the other girl's wrinkled forehead. "Trust me. It's better loosening the grip. That way you can maneuver the car much better." Alex only nodded. Her grip slackened. "Now, we've went over this several times, you know what to do right?"
Alex gulped. "I think so…" she trailed off.
"Anytime when you're ready."
The blonde shifted the stick to the first gear while her left foot simultaneously pressed down on the pedal. She breathed deeply before deciding to gently depress the right pedal at the same instance release some pressure from her left foot. To her bewilderment the car moves forward.
"I did it!" Alex exclaimed.
"You did it!" A wide grin was plastered on Marissa's face as she watched Alex drive the car. However, the grin faltered upon seeing the car heading straight towards the curb. "Uh…Alex, you have to steer the to the right or else…" she trailed off hoping that the blonde got the hint.
"Oh," Alex outburst. "Right! Turn right!" The blonde stirred to the right narrowly escaping the concrete edging. Both of them exhaled a relief sigh.
"Now, that you've gain momentum, shift it to gear two to speed up a little," Marissa instructed as Alex did what was told. The car went faster. Alex made a complete round before Marissa directed her to press on the brake and clutch pedal to stop the car. The movement of the car ceased as Marissa abruptly engulfed the overwhelmed blonde into a hug. It took Alex seconds to register action before she gladly reciprocated.
"Thank you," the blonde breathed out. "I had a…" she trailed off thinking of the informal word Marissa taught her that she could substitute with enjoyment. "…A ball."
Marissa giggled lightly against the crook of Alex's neck at the word the blonde make use of. "Me too. You were great like I told you so."
"I did not suck." Another new word she learned from her mistress.
"Not at all," Marissa murmured. Once again not knowing what hit her, Marissa unconsciously breathed in the scent that uniquely belonged to Alex - a mixture of cinnamon and sandalwood. Her action did not go unnoticed by the blonde whom was caught off guard. Secretly, she welcomes it.
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(Few hours later)
Carrying the shopping bags on both hands, Marissa bored holes into her best friend's head. Summer gave a dubious excuse of suffering from malnutrition making it impossible for her to carry heavy loads. Refusing to argue and being the pushover she was, Marissa grudgingly agreed.
"Coop, should I remind you why we summoned Alex at the first place," not waiting for an answer she continue on with her rant. "…It's not because we want you to exercise or brush up on your teaching skills. No. Nah-uh. We summoned Alex because we don't want you be missing the pleasures of sex!" Her voice reached a high octave. Marissa cowered at Summer's shrill voice. "But no…you decide to teach her driving. Which was a nice thing to do Coop but not the main purpose! Making whoopee is the main agenda. Get with the program."
They began to receive weird stares from the other patrons in the departmental store. Summer was oblivious of it. "It has been four years! Four years Marissa!"
"Alex just doesn't exist to have sex with me Summer," Marissa reprimanded. "She is worth much more than just sex." The shorter brunette's eyes bulged when Marissa voiced her thoughts – challenging her. Surprise was an understatement. It was then it hit her. Summer gasped. Opening her mouth only to close it once again, too stupefied to speak.
"Oh my—" she trailed off furrowing her brows. "You're falling for Alex!"
"What?" Marissa gave her an incredulous stare.
"Oh no—Don't what me. I know Coop. Nothing goes unnoticed by me. I'm Miss Insightful." She wagged her right brows. "You have feelings for Alex."
"Don't be silly Summer."
"You sound unconvincing Coop," the petite brunette retorted.
"I don't--"
"You do."
"No!"
"Yes!"
Marissa gave up. "Whatever. It's pointless arguing with you anyway."
"Whatev. I'm still convinced you're falling for Alex."
"You know for someone supposedly quote unquote insightful, you can be pretty self-absorbed. Has it registered with you yet that somehow we've got the attention of everyone in this store?"
"Really?" Unconvinced, she looked around. "Oh—you're right Coop."
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"Holy Mack!"
Alex learned a new expression. She shook head. Taylor's jaw slacked. They were sitting Indian style on their respective yoga mats at the bookstore. Taylor just wanted to hang around Alex and when she heard Marissa and Summer were doing the BFF outing to the mall, she thought it was the perfect opportunity. They did not just chat; Taylor suggested an impromptu yoga session – which Alex was curious to try. Taylor thought Alex would find yoga difficult to cope with but she was wronged. Alex could bend and stretches like someone whom has mastered the skill for years.
"You and Marissa have not make love yet?"
"Yes," Alex confirmed.
"But—why?"
"Marissa doesn't want me to. I tried on the night I was summoned, but Marissa insisted that I should only make love to her when I want to and not just feel obliged to," the blonde explained.
"So you don't want to make love to Marissa?" Taylor questioned. When the blonde stared off looking deep in thoughts, Taylor probed, "Alex?" The blonde nodded. Which only confused her even more. "Yes or no is much simpler for me to understand."
Letting out a sigh, Alex answered, "Yes."
"So why won't you make the move?"
"I do not want to upset Marissa," she reasoned.
"Oh no, see I've known Marissa for sometime now. And she…she has to be pushed," Taylor began. "Marissa will never initiate the first move. She's too afraid her actions will be rebuff. So it's up to you Alex to seduce her." She leaned forward. "Use your alluring sexual power that Eros cursed you with, the curse that made so undeniably irresistible." She continued, "Honey…you are so scrumptious and your touch will make Marissa all putty. Trust me, she wants you. She's just scared witless to admit so."
"You do have a point."
"I know." Taylor sounded smug.
"I am sexually attracted to Marissa. And I have the intention of making love to her when I first laid my eyes on her. I do not feel forced to, I want to do it willingly."
"Exactly."
A grin appeared on Alex's face. "Can you take me home?"
"I thought you never ask."
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(The next morning)
Marissa came awake when she felt tender kisses on her eyelids and the tip of her nose. Then she felt feminine hands stroked her hair.
Alex!
Marissa bolted up without warning that she bumped her head with Alex's. She rubbed her forehead as she heard Alex let out a hissing sound.
"I'm--" She was about to apologize when she finally realized the blonde's dressing state. Or the lack of. There, next to her laid a woman that was unquestionably gorgeous. Marissa's mouth was agape as she stared fixedly at the blonde's chest. The sight of her bosom made her want to nip…
Don't go there! She thought. Bad Marissa. She chastised herself.
Marissa wanted to as be farthest possible from the blonde. The more she lingered around Alex, the hotter she felt. But before she could move, Alex pulled her closer and claimed her lips. Marissa moaned into the kiss, she felt pleasure coursed through her body. And when she felt Alex's velvety tongue moved against hers – all thoughts of being away from Alex slipped her mind.
Alex leaned in closer as her hand danced moved south towards the exposed skin around Marissa's waist. The brunette simply quivered at the touch, which ignited her desire to want Alex even more. However, her conscience would not allow her to feel the pleasure she desperately wants too. This was wrong. Alex should not feel obliged to make love to her.
She murmured against the blonde's lips, "We can't…you don't have to." Alex simply ignored her as continue her assault on her lips. "No, Alex you don't have to pleasure me-"
Alex snapped her head backwards as she gazed into Marissa's green orbs. "I want to," she stated firmly. Marissa did not believe what came out of Alex's lips. She felt the blonde's hands tracing her thighs.
"You what?"
Alex noticed the brunette being slightly distracted and she took advantage by maneuvering her body so she could be on top. "I want to make love to you," she breathed out before catching Marissa off-guard by grinding her hips against her mistress's.
"Ohh…god…" Marissa gasped as she hooked her arms over the blonde's neck.
"God has nothing to do with this," Alex whispered into the brunette's ear, while Marissa moaned louder clenching the sheets as Alex continued her torture.
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