The third chapter of the story about Alex and Happy. Warning for sexual content. This is the first time I write a sexual encounter so please tell me what you think about it. Let me know what you think about the chapter over all, and about the story as well.
The knocks on the door made Alex sit up straight, her senses on alert immediately since it was kind of late.
Slowly and quietly she walked towards the door, taking a quick detour to the kitchen to grab the gun she kept in one of the drawers. One could never be too prepared, especially in this neighbourhood.
Opening the door swiftly, she raised her gun and watched an amused smirk spread across those familiar, full lips. "You gonna shot me?" he asked her before pushing past her and walking into her home.
Alex raised an eyebrow at his actions, but chose to simply close the door rather than comment on it. "What the hell are you doing here?" she asked him. It wasn't that she didn't remember him, because she did. Almost three months had passed since they hooked up, and they hadn't talked or seen each other since. She couldn't say that she'd been thinking about all that much, to her he'd just been a one-night stand, but clearly he did not have the same idea.
"Need to lay low, thought you could help me out with that" the man said, and lowered himself down onto the couch.
"Oh yeah?" Alex said as she walked towards the chair and sat down, pulling her legs up underneath her as she placed the gun beside her.
"Yeah" the man stated, glancing towards the gun lying beside her. "You make it a habit to answer the door with a gun?" he asked, as the amused smirk once again appeared on his face.
Alex chuckled softly. "Only at one o'clock when I ain't expecting anyone" she replied, not missing a beat.
The man nodded in approval. "Smart girl" he stated.
Alex nodded and pushed herself off the chair, grabbing the phone and heading towards the kitchen.
The man followed behind and watched as she placed the gun in the drawer once again, before turning towards the refrigerator. "You hungry?" she questioned. The man shrugged, which she decided to take as a yes. "Want a beer?" she asked as she grabbed two bottles out of the fridge and held out one for him to take.
"Thanks" the man said, grabbing the bottle and leaning towards the counter as he took a gulp of it and watched her as she moved around the kitchen.
They talked casually as they ate, none of them opening up and sharing any personal details. Neither one of them were those kind of people.
After they were finished with dinner, Alex stood up and started with the dishes, but she never got to finish them though.
As he carried her up the stairs, her long legs wrapped around him, one of his hands on her ass while the other one was tangled in her long hair.
He was kissing her hungrily, and she moaned into his mouth as his hand squeezed her ass.
When he reached the door leading to her bedroom, he kicked her door open forcefully, walking over to the bed he dropped her on it.
Alex landed with a small bounce and grinned devilishly at the man hovering above her, as she pulled her white tank-top over her head revealing a blue push-up bra she'd gotten at Victoria's Secret a couple of weeks ago.
It didn't take long for them discard the rest of their clothes and he hovered above her, putting his weight on his arm which was placed beside her head as he placed soft kisses all over her neck making her moan.
It felt like Alex's body was on fire, and she loved it. His hands travelled down her toned stomach as he kissed his way down from her neck to her breast. As he sucked on her hard nipple, his hand reached her knee and began pushing it outwards, very slowly, until her legs were spread apart.
Alex shivered as he ran his palm over her inner thigh, but stopped just before he reached her already wet centre. Alex's back arched, hungry for his touch.
He smirked as he studied her facial expressions as he circled his thumb around her clit in a rhythmic motion.
Alex moaned loudly, which made him slid one finger into her. As he worked his finger magic down there, Alex began moving her hips, matching the movements to his rhythm.
"Another one" Alex begged from underneath him, and he was more than happy to satisfy her needs. So just as he was told, he slid in another finger and he pushed and pulled them both in and out of her.
He could feel her orgasm building up, so he pulled his fingers out of here and before she could protest, he entered her. Alex moans had grown louder and louder, and had by now turned into screams of pure satisfaction. The bed frame moved along with his deep thrusts into her.
Alex could feel her explosion building, and she closed her eyes enjoying the incredible sensation. She could feel his pace and rhythm become uneven and knew he was close too…
The next morning they awoke to the ringing of a phone. Alex groaned slightly at the loud sound and glanced to the right and saw him stretching towards the nightstand.
"Yeah" he said, his voice just as rough and raspy as she remembered it. A small smirk appeared on Alex's lips as rolled over lie on her stomach. "A'ight, I'll be back in Charming later today" as soon as the word left his mouth, Alex began connecting the dots.
A man who was inked all over, a reaper among his many tattoos; who needed a place in Oakland to lay low in the middle of the night, even though she believed that it was just for sex earlier, she now realized that it might not be the only reason; and he was from Charming.
Being part of the family that she was, Alex was very aware of the people who lived in Charming. And she knew very well that her cousin would not be happy with her sleeping around with one of them.
Alex threw her long legs over her bed and wrapped the sheet around her body leaving him stark naked in her bed. It didn't seem to bother him though as he just gave her a look and then turned his concentration to his phone call.
Grabbing some clothes she walked into the bathroom and quickly got dressed.
As she stood in front of the mirror above the sink, she heard him get out of bed and walk over to the bathroom door. "What's your problem?" he asked as he leaned towards the doorframe.
"You're a Son, ain't you?" she questioned, crossing her arms across her chest.
His eyes narrowed at her question. "Fuck you know about that shit?" he questioned her as he took a step forward.
Alex stepped forward as well, locking her gaze with his. "Reaper tattoo, laying low in the middle of the night, Charming" she listed her reasons. "I ain't stupid" she informed him.
"And how do you know all these things?" he said as he took yet another step closer, their bodies were now mere inches apart.
"Shit, should've known you were some fucking gang member, just my shitty luck" she muttered angrily before pushing past him and walking into her bedroom.
"We ain't no damn gang, we're a motorcycle club" he responded as he followed her.
"A bunch of motorcycle enthusiasts, huh?" she replied sarcastically.
A small smirk spread across his lips."Exactly" he replied.
Alex drew a hand through her long, tangled hair and sighed. "Shit, this ain't good" she stated, and began pacing back and forth.
"What the fuck is it now?" he asked as he leaned back against the wall, studying her.
"This shit, it ain't happening again" Alex said and pointed her finger at him.
He simply shrugged. "A'ight" he said calmly.
"You gotta' go, get outta' here" Alex said, sitting down on the bed.
The man raised his eyebrow, but remained quiet and dressed quickly. Without a word he disappeared.
Alex fell back on the bed and laid on her back with a deep sigh. What a clusterfuck this had turned into.