"What?" Asha said as she popped another grape into her mouth. "What? I
didn't do anything," Alec answered. "You're staring at me," she said.
Alec's eyes scanned her body again. She was so gorgeous. She was perched
on the counter beside the stove. She was leaning back slightly, causing
the baby tee she was wearing to rise a little, showing off her cute little
navel and flat stomach. Alec had to fight the urge to put whipped cream
all over it and lick it off. Her low-slung jeans hugged her hips and
those beautiful long legs, allowing the straps of her sheer black thong to
peek over the waistband just a little. Alec wondered if she was wearing a
bra to match, until he realized she wasn't wearing one at all. He smirked,
as he looked her in the eye. This had to be a game; there was no way she
couldn't know why he was staring at her and what she was doing to him.
"You really don't know?" he asked. The confused look and the shrug she answered him with told him she was genuine. She was totally clueless, and he thought it was amazingly cute. Most women he'd encountered who were even half as beautiful as her were totally full of themselves, and here she was—this goddess of a woman, totally oblivious. It was also sad--sad because if she didn't know, she obviously hadn't been told enough. Alec stopped cutting the fruit and approached her slowly; he stood between her legs—his hands resting on her knees. "You really have no idea how gorgeous you are do you?" he asked. She squirmed at his closeness and he could tell he made her nervous. She looked like she wanted to bolt, so he grabbed a piece of strawberry from the fruit plate he was putting together, dipped it in whipped cream and put it to her lips. "Here, taste this and see if it's sweet enough," he said.
He watched intently as she slowly opened her mouth, her pillow soft lips brushing his fingertips lightly as she took it in. Her eyes closed and she sighed in contentment as she bit down, the taste of the sweet fruit flooding her mouth. There was a little bit of whipped cream on the side of her mouth and Alec wanted desperately to kiss it away, but he knew it wasn't the right time. Instead he brushed it away with his finger. "Oh wow, these are so good. I haven't had fresh fruit in so long I've forgotten what it tastes like. How'd you manage to get so much?" she asked with her mouth still full. "Did a favor for the produce guy. It should keep me in fresh fruit for the rest of the year," Alec said. She grabbed another one and sighed in contentment. Alec could do nothing but watch in amazement at how erotic the simple act of her eating a strawberry was. The way her lips wrapped around the fruit, the way the were wet from the strawberries juice, the way her lips were as lush and full as the fruit itself—he was mesmerized.
"So, are we going to have real food or do you expect me to live on fruit alone? I'm starving," Asha said. Alec laughed, a woman who liked to eat and wasn't afraid to say so—he loved it. "Absolutely, but I can't cook so I hope pizza is ok with you," he answered. The brilliant smile that appeared on her face told him she was fine with it. "So Miss Barlow, what movie did you bring?" he asked. "All three Matrix movies, have you ever seen them?" she asked. "Are you kidding me? I love The Matrix! Those are the first movies I ever saw after getting out of Manticore. Wow, I'm impressed," he replied.
Asha smiled and hopped down from the counter. She grabbed a couple of plates and the pizza box and headed towards the living room, and Alec followed with the fruit plate and some beers. Alec caught a glimpse of the tattoo on her back and she headed out the door. "What's the tattoo of? I didn't know you had one," he said. She giggled and replied, "There's a lot you don't know about me. The tattoo is a phoenix, it's symbolic of me surviving a lot of devastation in my life." Something in her voice told him that she didn't really want to elaborate on that subject, so he dropped it. _____________________________________________________________
Asha slowly opened her eyes. Blinking and trying desperately to focus, she tried to remember why she was in such unfamiliar surroundings—with an arm wrapped tightly around her waist. Then she remembered. Alec stirred slightly as she tried to slip out of his grasp. "Where are you going?" he said, tightening his grip on her. "Umm—I, I have to get going," she replied. "Wait, please. What's the rush? We're having fun aren't we?" he pleaded, "Listen Asha, the more I'm around you—the more I like you. I—I was just hoping that maybe you'd like to do this more often. You know, get to know each other better." Asha was speechless. She had no idea how to respond. Alec decided not to give her chance to reject him and instead did what he'd been longing to do all night. He kissed her. He kissed her like he'd never kissed any other woman in his life—it was full of passion, and emotion—and for a second, she responded with the same intensity. But much to Alec's dismay, it ended as abruptly as it began. "I have to go," Asha said as she pulled away from him and ran out the door, leaving Alec confused and disappointed.
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Their relationship continued that way for months. They hung out often, but nothing more ever happened. Every time Alec thought he was getting through to her, she'd run. He liked her a lot, hell he even thought he was beginning to love her...but what could he do if she didn't feel the same way about him? Alec had never been so confused and frustrated in his life. He wanted her more than anything, but Asha was running hot and cold. Something was going on with her and he had no idea what it could be. She made it painfully clear she wasn't willing to talk, so he decided to go to the only place he could possibly get some answers. She would probably hate him for it later, but desperate times called for desperate measures.
TBC...
"You really don't know?" he asked. The confused look and the shrug she answered him with told him she was genuine. She was totally clueless, and he thought it was amazingly cute. Most women he'd encountered who were even half as beautiful as her were totally full of themselves, and here she was—this goddess of a woman, totally oblivious. It was also sad--sad because if she didn't know, she obviously hadn't been told enough. Alec stopped cutting the fruit and approached her slowly; he stood between her legs—his hands resting on her knees. "You really have no idea how gorgeous you are do you?" he asked. She squirmed at his closeness and he could tell he made her nervous. She looked like she wanted to bolt, so he grabbed a piece of strawberry from the fruit plate he was putting together, dipped it in whipped cream and put it to her lips. "Here, taste this and see if it's sweet enough," he said.
He watched intently as she slowly opened her mouth, her pillow soft lips brushing his fingertips lightly as she took it in. Her eyes closed and she sighed in contentment as she bit down, the taste of the sweet fruit flooding her mouth. There was a little bit of whipped cream on the side of her mouth and Alec wanted desperately to kiss it away, but he knew it wasn't the right time. Instead he brushed it away with his finger. "Oh wow, these are so good. I haven't had fresh fruit in so long I've forgotten what it tastes like. How'd you manage to get so much?" she asked with her mouth still full. "Did a favor for the produce guy. It should keep me in fresh fruit for the rest of the year," Alec said. She grabbed another one and sighed in contentment. Alec could do nothing but watch in amazement at how erotic the simple act of her eating a strawberry was. The way her lips wrapped around the fruit, the way the were wet from the strawberries juice, the way her lips were as lush and full as the fruit itself—he was mesmerized.
"So, are we going to have real food or do you expect me to live on fruit alone? I'm starving," Asha said. Alec laughed, a woman who liked to eat and wasn't afraid to say so—he loved it. "Absolutely, but I can't cook so I hope pizza is ok with you," he answered. The brilliant smile that appeared on her face told him she was fine with it. "So Miss Barlow, what movie did you bring?" he asked. "All three Matrix movies, have you ever seen them?" she asked. "Are you kidding me? I love The Matrix! Those are the first movies I ever saw after getting out of Manticore. Wow, I'm impressed," he replied.
Asha smiled and hopped down from the counter. She grabbed a couple of plates and the pizza box and headed towards the living room, and Alec followed with the fruit plate and some beers. Alec caught a glimpse of the tattoo on her back and she headed out the door. "What's the tattoo of? I didn't know you had one," he said. She giggled and replied, "There's a lot you don't know about me. The tattoo is a phoenix, it's symbolic of me surviving a lot of devastation in my life." Something in her voice told him that she didn't really want to elaborate on that subject, so he dropped it. _____________________________________________________________
Asha slowly opened her eyes. Blinking and trying desperately to focus, she tried to remember why she was in such unfamiliar surroundings—with an arm wrapped tightly around her waist. Then she remembered. Alec stirred slightly as she tried to slip out of his grasp. "Where are you going?" he said, tightening his grip on her. "Umm—I, I have to get going," she replied. "Wait, please. What's the rush? We're having fun aren't we?" he pleaded, "Listen Asha, the more I'm around you—the more I like you. I—I was just hoping that maybe you'd like to do this more often. You know, get to know each other better." Asha was speechless. She had no idea how to respond. Alec decided not to give her chance to reject him and instead did what he'd been longing to do all night. He kissed her. He kissed her like he'd never kissed any other woman in his life—it was full of passion, and emotion—and for a second, she responded with the same intensity. But much to Alec's dismay, it ended as abruptly as it began. "I have to go," Asha said as she pulled away from him and ran out the door, leaving Alec confused and disappointed.
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Their relationship continued that way for months. They hung out often, but nothing more ever happened. Every time Alec thought he was getting through to her, she'd run. He liked her a lot, hell he even thought he was beginning to love her...but what could he do if she didn't feel the same way about him? Alec had never been so confused and frustrated in his life. He wanted her more than anything, but Asha was running hot and cold. Something was going on with her and he had no idea what it could be. She made it painfully clear she wasn't willing to talk, so he decided to go to the only place he could possibly get some answers. She would probably hate him for it later, but desperate times called for desperate measures.
TBC...