No Saints Here | 18+

CH 37 The Bathroom

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Alex's POV:

I huffed out a ragged breath, and turned away. Unable to look at his perfectly messed up hair and charming features any longer. I was so over his perfect little—

Before I could finish my thought, I felt my wrist be grasped tightly, as I flew back. Directly into a hard chest. Both my hands landed flat on his chest, as I looked up at him. Noticing his eyes were the darkest shade of black I had ever seen them to be...

I started to pull my hands down and away from him, when I felt his firm hands then grasp my waist. Making a loose breath automatically slip from my lips, as I sinfully felt my core tighten, and my panties start to become wet.

"Jesus Alex." I heard him groan in response. When he then lowered his head, onto mine. Touching my forehead to his, as he whispered. "I listen to every little thing, that comes out of that pretty mouth of yours."

I felt his hold tighten, and I couldn't help but let my arms slip up around his neck. When I used the back of my foot to shut the bathroom door, as if it was a natural reflex in this moment... I then felt him swiftly move me around, and press my back into the counter...

I watched as his eyes solely looked at my lips, making me breath harder, as I tried to speak. "What happen to self control and discipline." I whispered. Feeling him start the close the distance even more, between us. 

"Fuck self control." I heard him barely say. When his lips then finally crashed down onto mine...

Finally feeling how his lips felt intertwined on mine, made all the anger and hostility I felt towards him melt away. Resulting in me running my hands through his hair, and pulling him closer to me. When he then finally pressed his entire body up against mine.

I gasped at how hard his erection felt against my stomach, when he then lifted me up and set me on the counter. Digging his hands into my waist with a possessive hold, as I started to suck and pull on his lips. Finally giving him full entrance to my mouth.

I couldn't help but wrap my legs tightly around him, as I pulled him even closer to me. Feeling his hard-on finally touch me, right where I needed it to. 

Making a lustful moan escape my lips, as he then swallowed the sounds with his mouth. Leaning against me more, as I pressed myself into him. Trying to get closer and closer, as I continued to finally taste him on my lips. 

His hands found their way to my hair, as he started the grab the base of my roots, and pull my head to the side. As he started to trail kisses all the way down my neck and down to my collar bone. 

I couldn't help but arch my back, and press my chest into his, as he made his way back into my mouth. "Fuck, Christian." I moaned, as he slid his tongue back into my mouth. Tasting like a seltzer I knew he got from the cooler. The same beverage I refrained myself from drinking all night, but I couldn't help but get drunk on the taste of him...

I scooted further off the counter, and started to bring my hands lower on Christian. Finding the edges of his shirt, and sliding my hand underneath the fabric. Touching his perfectly toned muscles I had dreamed about from day one. 

Feeling how each one cascaded down his torso, and tightened underneath my touch. Making me relish at how his body naturally reacts to me...

Kissing him harder, and more passionate, I led my hands to the back of him. Lightly scratching his skin, as I couldn't help but roll my hips against his erection. Wanting more than anything to finally feel him inside me. Wanting him to finally touch me, like how I dreamed this moment would be.