Faithfully (18 page)

             
“You know they make bedrooms for this shit.” He sat on a stool.

             
“Please, you’re just jealous. You have wanted to sleep with Alex ever since you saw him in Detroit.” I slid away from Alex to stir the hot cocoa.

             
“True, you know me too well.” I missed Derek. I wanted to freeze this weekend, because I loved having everyone around. The only one missing was Lexi. I needed to call her and see how things were on her end and what the plan was when she got back. 

~15~

             
The weekend went quickly, and I couldn’t get anything out of Sam about her and Johnny. She didn’t want to talk and I didn’t want to push her on it either. There was something there, a history, but I wasn’t going to hound her to find out. She got on a flight on Saturday and headed back to LA. Derek stayed until Sunday morning before heading back to Pittsburgh. The girls and I stayed at Alex’s until lunch, but then we packed up and headed home.

When we got
there, it felt weird walking in, and I think the girls felt the same way. We set the bags in the front entry. I walked through the house, checking things out as if I hadn’t been there in ages. The girls went to their rooms and immediately I heard fighting from the twins. They had gotten used to their own space and now had to return to sharing a room. It was nice having everyone under one roof, but I didn’t like returning to reality. The girls needed to adjust, but it wasn’t fair for me to expect it quickly. I walked up the stairs and played mediator with the twins.

Alex and Johnny came over around
dinnertime. I had made potato soup with ham and homemade bread, so dinner was fairly light. We were back to our school routine in no time and both men jumped in to help. The girls loved having the one on one attention of someone and not having to share. Alex told me he was dropping Johnny off and coming back. I decided to jump in the shower while he was gone.

When I got out and walked back into my room, Alex was already back. “Hey, I didn’t hear you come in.” I shut the door
before walking over and giving him a kiss.

“See, I can be pretty quiet.” He kissed me back and removed my towel.

“Alex, stop, I have house rules.” I went to pick the towel back up, but he grabbed my waist and stopped me.

“Rules are meant to be bro
ken. Plus, think how much hotter the sex will be if it’s not allowed.” I didn’t respond. I wanted him, but was unsure with the girls in the house. Alex scooped me up and placed me on his lap so that I was straddling him. He ripped the towel from my hair and I was completely naked. My eyes were on his and I knew there was no telling him no. I wanted him so badly. I was grinding up against him in a rocking motion as he took my mouth.

He leaned slightly back and my body
arched. Alex used this small distance to place two fingers inside me. I was now grinding against his fingers. He left me in total control of the rhythm I took in the movement. He laid completely back, moving the other hand to my breasts and nipples. I closed my eyes, arched my back and placed my hands back on his knees for balance. It felt so good that I didn’t want to stop, and after a few hard squeezes of my nipples, I couldn’t stop. I could feel myself building up inside and I was releasing soft moans. It didn’t take long until I was at a full climax. I had to bite my lower lip to stop myself from yelling out.

When I opened my eyes, Alex had a wide smile on his face. “I could watch you cum all day.” He pulled his finger
s out of me. “You are beautiful.” I could feel myself turning a little red. I had never had anyone stare at me or watch me orgasm before.

Alex then grabbed my
waist and flipped me over. He started kissing my neck and working his way down to past by breasts, over my stomach and stopping between my legs. He used his hands to push my thighs apart. He started with gentle licks, but increased the pressure as he went. It wasn’t taking me long to get close to another orgasm. I was already sensitive down there, and each stroke put me more and more on edge. I used my hands trying to pull Alex up, but he just gently pushed them away. I gave up after a few seconds and allowed myself to enjoy the pleasure. It didn’t take long and I was hitting another orgasm. This one was more intense, but the waves didn’t last as long. It took a lot more control to keep the sounds muffled.

When Alex was
done, he wiped his face on his shirt, came up, and started kissing me. I could taste myself on him, which turned me on. I was reaching for his belt, but he stopped me.

“No, that was for Thursday.” I thought back to that night. Even though I gave him oral a few
times because I was on my period, he still was able to find a way for me to orgasm without intercourse. I was not letting him leave, not when I could feel how rock hard he was inside his pants. “I have to stay at the house tonight. I have to get the studio ready for tomorrow.” He kissed me on the forehead. “I love you.”

“I love you
, too.” I stood up with him, but as I leaned in to kiss him goodnight, I got his belt off. Alex started to protest, but I shushed him. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down along with his boxer briefs in a quick motion. I was on my knees and taking him into my mouth. I wanted him, needed him. I had never been a fan of giving oral in the past, but with Alex it was different.

When I did it with him, it turned me on
even more. I started slow, and then I started moving faster, pausing every few strokes, applying pressure at the base and moving my tongue back and forth. I knew he liked this because he always seemed to let out small hisses. When Alex was getting close, he pushed his hands into my hair and helped guide the pace of my mouth. When he was close to coming he pulled me up off my knees. He placed gentle kisses on my mouth and combed my hair with his fingers. The wetness of my hair sliding across my back gave me goose bumps.

Before I knew what was happening, Alex scooped me
up, wrapping my legs around him and pinning me between him and the wall. My mouth was over his and his tongue was in my mouth. I felt him slide inside me and my back was being pushed up and down the wall. Alex’s hands were gripping my hips as he was sliding in and out of me. We both climaxed together and my forehead rested on his afterwards.

“Fuck, you are going to kill me
,” Alex said breathlessly. I couldn’t even respond with words. I simply made a sound. I was tired and knew I was going to crash hard once I got into bed. Alex kept me wrapped around him and carried me over to the bed the best he could, because his pants were still around his ankles. Once I was on the bed, he pulled his pants back up and walked over, grabbing my pajamas for me. Alex helped me put them on and pulled back the blankets so I could crawl into bed. I rolled onto my side and closed my eyes.

“I wish I was staying
here tonight.” He kissed my cheek.

I was so tired
that I let out another sound which made Alex chuckle. “Goodnight.” He leaned down and kissed me again.

My alarm went off and I let out a loud moan,
because I didn’t want to go back to work. The only thing pushing me out of bed was the fact that I only had three weeks and it would be Christmas break. I loved teaching, but I loved being home with the girls, and it seemed once the school week hit so did the busy schedules.

After my shower and getting
ready, I was surprised not to see Alex. I went into the bedroom and picked up my phone to see if he called or sent a text. He had sent a text about two in the morning.

I keep catching your smell
. Fucking marry me already!

A few minutes
later he sent another text.

I love you!

The last text was around three in the morning.

I won’t be there in the morning to help
. I’m so sorry.

I knew he had a lot going on, but it didn’t lessen the
slightly sad feeling I felt. I loved our mornings. I had grown spoiled by Alex making the coffee and helping with the girls. I quickly sent him a text back.

I love you too. Now be the rock star you are and go make a record.

I quickly got dressed and woke the girls. I told them they had to rush a bit because they had to go to school with me today. I heard moans and answered a bunch of questions on why. I had grown so accustom to Alex making coffee that I was running out of time, so I stopped at the gas station on my way to school. I popped in, and when I got to the register to pay, I saw the picture. It was a picture of Alex out with Paige in LA. I didn’t even read the caption. I was too busy looking at the picture.

Alex had his hand on her lower back and he was leaning in,
as if he was whispering in her ear. It might have been innocent, but the picture was taken at the right moment, because it looked scandalous. My stomach dropped and I felt nauseous. I paid for the coffee, but threw it out in the trash as soon as I left the building. I felt like I was in a fog and caught myself snapping at the girls a few times.

When I pulled into the
school, I sent the girls in and told them to get breakfast and that I would be right inside. I had to pull myself together. I kept telling myself it was nothing. I knew Derek would be up, so I called him. I knew I should call Alex, but I was still not over all my demons and still a coward in many ways.

“Good morning,” Derek
said, seemingly wide awake. He probably had his morning coffee.

“Depends who you ask.” I was pretty snappy.

“Oh shit, what happened?” I could hear the concern in his voice.

I explained my walk into the gas station and Derek’s reaction calmed me down. He wasn’t concerned and told me it
has to look like something or they wouldn’t sell magazines. He had a point and it made me feel better, but knowing Paige was coming today and staying in Alex’s house pissed me off. I was jealous and felt betrayed, even though he didn’t do anything that I knew of.

Derek gave me a pep talk and told me to call him after I talked to Alex. He then instructed me to talk to him and not to avoid the situation
as I would have in the past. I ended the phone call and gathered all my bags from the car before heading into school.

The day
dragged on and I felt like I was in a fog. I had to keep checking my patience with the kids. After lunch the school secretary walked in with a bouquet of flowers. She placed them on my desk and walked out, not wanting to interrupt the class. I paused from what I was doing and walked over to grab the card out of the arrangement. I already had a feeling I knew who sent them.

I’m sorry I couldn’t be there this morning. I love you and I’ll see you at dinner.

Love
, Alex

             
The flowers normally would make me feel better and bring a smile to my face, but not today. Today I felt more pissed off after receiving them. I knew I needed to calm myself down, and I had to stop thinking the worst in him and basically in everyone. I just couldn’t stop thinking of my first impression of Paige and how she seemed rude and dismissive of me. I kept repeating over and over how Alex wasn’t the cheating type, and then I would equally remind myself how I didn’t think David was either. I was thankful to be at school and got lost in the rest of the day with the students, but when the final bell rang, I was back in my head. The only thing that could help me was a run.

             
When I grabbed my phone to call my mom, I saw a text from Johnny.

             
Save me. Do you need a running partner? If you don’t, I do.

             
I looked at the time it was sent an hour ago. I knew Paige, Eric and the band had arrived pretty early today. They stayed in Chicago last night.

             
You read my freaking mind! I’ll call you in ten.

             
I called my mom to see if she would take the girls so I could run and I called Johnny and told him I’d swing by on my way home and to be at the end of the driveway. I didn’t want to talk to Alex until I dealt with my head first.

             
I dropped the girls off before I picked up Johnny. Once he was in the car we both remained quiet. I had no interest in starting the conversation. When we pulled in the drive I told Johnny I would hurry and change. He said he wanted to wait outside. I was surprised. It wasn’t snowing, but it was cold. I quickly dug through my running clothes and found my winter clothes. This would be my first run of the year in snow, and I always hated figuring out how warm to dress. I finally emerged from the house and saw Johnny pacing the driveway.

             
“I take it your day has been just as shitty as mine.” He looked up as if I startled him. He must not have heard me when I came out of the house.

             
“I don’t want to talk about it.” I knew those days when words wouldn’t help. Being lost in a run with your mind was the best therapy. I respected him and his wishes about not talking about it. I decided the best thing to do was start running. We both kept a pretty good pace, at times slowing because of the snow and slush. I was lost in my head and wasn’t even paying much attention to my route until I stopped and I was at the lighthouse. I stopped in my tracks. My body had become so accustom to this route. It’s funny how certain emotions and feelings bring up past routines.

             
Johnny stopped next to me. I had completely forgotten he was running with me. “Are you tired?” He didn’t know why we stopped.

             
“No, I didn’t even realize I was running to this place. It just happened.” He looked at me with a puzzled look on his face. Johnny had no clue what I was talking about. “Whenever I needed to think or was in a shitty mood, I always came here to sit and think.” He nodded his head as if he got it.