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Authors: Elle Gordon
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“This is my library,” Alec said, opening the door to the fourth room in his house. The walls were lined with books and in the middle was a large leather sofa and ottoman.
“Yet again, I’m impressed,” I said as we entered the room.
“Don’t be,” he said. “I just use my tablet to read now. These books were handed down to me from my grandfather when he passed away.”
“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that,” I said as we both sat on the sofa. “I always liked your grandpa.”
“Thanks, but it’s okay,” he said. “He passed fifteen years ago.”
There was another silence. It was as if both of us had reminded again of how much time had gone without seeing one another.
“Wanna play a game?” I asked, changing the mood a bit.
“That expression on your face is awfully coy,” Alec joked, sipping from his glass of wine he brought around the tour with him. I took my glass and sipped as well.
“Maybe I am being coy,” I said with a raised brow. “Are you game?”
“Always,” he replied.
“Tell me something about high school that you never had told anyone before.”
“Oh, wow,” Alec laughed. “I’m going to need another glass.”
“Go on,” I insisted.
“Okay, but when I’m done, you have to have to do it, too.”
“You must have played this game before,” I laughed.
“Alright,” Alec cleared his throat. “You know Mrs. Solis?”
“The Spanish teacher with the big ass?”
“Yep.”
“What about her?”
“I always had a crush on her,” Alec admitted.
“You
did
?” I nearly spit out my wine.
“What? She was hot!”
“She was also like twenty years older than us.”
“I was like fifteen when I had her class.”
“That’s too funny.”
“Okay,” I Alec said. “Now that I’ve embarrassed myself, it’s your turn.”
“I didn’t get pubes until I was sixteen,” I said.
“That’s kind of a lame one, Carly.”
“I’m not done yet,” I laughed.
“Go on, then.”
“Like I was saying, I didn’t get any pubes. In the showers after P.E., all of the other girls had them, so I cut off strands of my hair and glued them to my crotch.”
“No, you didn’t,” Alec said with his mouth wide open. I looked at him in extreme embarrassment and then we both started laughing hysterically. “You are totally insane.”
“I was fifteen!” I yelled through the laughter.
“Still!” he countered.
“Whatever, you probably jacked off to Mrs. Solis the big ass Spanish teacher.”
“At least I didn’t glue a picture of her face to my crotch!”
“You’re mean!” I laughed. “Okay, but you have to
swear
never to tell anyone this.”
“Isn’t that like an unspoken rule?”
“Still, you have to swear.”
“I swear…” he agreed. Then he started to yell out the rest. “TO NOT TELL ANYONE THAT CARLA GLUED ON HER PUBES IN THE TENTH GRADE!”
“ALEC!” I screamed. He started laughing again. Reaching over, the couch, I slapped him playfully on the arm. Alec was laughing hysterically as he grabbed my hands in defense. I continued to put up a fight until he pulled me on top of him. Slowly, I stopped flailing as I felt my body against his. Years of playing sports gave him a rock solid frame. It felt like old times, lying on the hammock as I pressed up against him. Our eyes met for a few moments. Alec leaned up and kissed me.
The same electric sensation came over me that I had all of those years ago. Back then, Alec was a boy who was just comfortable wrapping his arms around me in the moonlight. Now that he was a man, I could feel his masculine compulsions rushing over him and onto me. His grip was now strong and heated.
As his lips pressed against mine, I could feel Alec’s soft stubble brushing against me. It wasn’t like other men who were like steel wool at times. This was a gentle, beautiful graze that tingled against my face. Our chemistry was igniting again.
Alec’s hands moved to the back of my dress and mine ventured under his shirt. His body was rock hard. His chiseled abdominals flexed in and out as he moved against me. Suddenly, I felt him unfasten the back of my dress. He slid my shoulders through the opening in the dress. Then he leaned forward and peeled off his shirt. Alec’s body tanned and smooth. Looking up, I saw that he was gazing at my face with a longing expression.
“You are the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen,” Alec said softly. Hearing those words struck a chord inside of me. I started to feel a lump in the back of my throat. Suddenly, all of my emotions rush out of me.
“I thought about you all of the time,” I admitted. “I did everything I could just to get you out of my head. Nothing ever worked.”
“I’ve missed you so much,” he whispered. “Not a day went by where I didn’t think about you. None of the other girls could even begin to compare.”
“Why didn’t we do this all of those years ago?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” he said, turning his head away from me. “I was scared.”
“Scared of what?” I asked.
“Of what everybody else wanted,” he said. “My family said that I should leave town and take the scholarship. Everyone thought we were just young and in love. Also that in college, everything would change for me.”
“Is that why you never wanted to tell me about you leaving the city?”
“All I wanted was you,” he said looking me in the eyes. We kissed again. I traced my fingers down his hard stomach and under his jeans. Through the tight fabric of his boxer briefs, I could feel his erect cock.
“
Ah
…” Alec groaned as I touched him. Quickly, he pulled himself from under me and pushed down his jeans. Then he grabbed my dress with both hands and pulled it over my head. We kissed wildly as Alec removed my bra and our underwear, until we were both pressed against each other, completely naked.
He stood up next to me, and I saw his thick, erection jutting forward. Putting his hand down at me, I grabbed it and followed him into his dark bedroom. Alec grabbed my sides and forced me onto the bed. Kissing my stomach, he ventured further and further down until his mouth was between my legs.
I moaned as he kissed me. His tongue gently caressed my opening, sliding in and around like paintbrush on a pallet. Every touch he made created intensity inside of me. Slowly he stopped and moved into the missionary position. His arms were flexed as the tip of his cockhead touched me between me. Alec reached down and glided his meat deep inside of me.
“
Oh
…” I moaned as he began to thrust in and out of me. Alec leaned down and kissed me on the mouth. His touch calmed me as he drilled deeper and deeper inside. His hands reached my breasts and he played with my nipples as his cock plunged in deep. He kept it inside the far depths of my body as he pushed each of my nipples together. I felt his warm, wet tongue come out and gentle lick between them. He suckled on the end of them for a moment.
“I’m going to finish,” I groaned.
“Not yet,” he commanded in a soft, but deep voice. Alec pulled out of me and rested on the bed with his head against the pillows. His cock was sticking straight up. “Get on top and face me.”
I did as he asked. Alec’s thick meat shoved inside of me as I sat on it. Slowly, I moved up and down, riding him slowly.
“You feel amazing,” he moaned. “Keep going…”
I looked down at him as I moved my body in rhythm. Alec’s face looked as if it was filled with pure pleasure. Beads of sweat had formed on his brow. Having him with me was like magic. I could feel the building inside of me come to a finish.
“Oh, my god!” I screamed.
“Ah!” Alec groaned. Before he could pull out, I felt him pumping loads of his cream inside of me. We looked deep into each other’s eyes as both of us came together.
Rolling over, I took in gulps of air to help me catch my breath. Alec rolled over and placed his arm across my body. My heart was beating so fast that I could almost see it pulsing in my chest.
“I love you so much,” Alec whispered in my ear. “I always have, Carla.”
Hearing him call me Carla was like our lives had flash forwarded to a much more mature time. I leaned over and faced him. There we were, cuddling on his bed. It was just like we were picking up from our days on the hammock.
“I love you, too,” I replied.
~
Alec and I spent every day after that together. While we were getting to know each other all over again, there was still so much familiarity. Our love was better than anything I had ever felt.
A little over a month went by, and I started to feel sick. Every morning, I was rushing for the bathroom. Sure enough, our first time together in over twenty years resulted in my pregnancy. I was so nervous to tell Alec. When I finally did, he was the happiest I had ever seen anyone. He jumped all over the house and called his family to tell them the news. That was also the first time they had heard we were back together. I couldn’t be more thrilled now that he was.
Only a week later, the boys and I moved into Alec’s house. Now it was our family home. Two of the guest bedrooms now belonged to the boys. They were thrilled to not have to share a room any longer. Alec adored them, even when they tested the limits of his patience; he never waivered.
The library became the baby’s room. We had another boy who we named Tatum. Sure, I originally hoped for a girl, but all of it just felt so right that I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
~
Also available by Elle Gordon:
The Eastgate BBW Romance Series
~A collection of romantic tales told from the perspective of curvy beauties who reside in the city of Eastgate~
Curve Ball
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