from Pain to Pleasure (Gainesville Book 1) (11 page)

He quickly grabbed a dirty T-shirt and spewed all over it. Alex struggled to catch his breath and didn’t move for a few minutes. He always came harder when he fantasized about her. At least when he masturbated to her image several times a day, it eased his insane libido.

He glanced at his phone, and his eyes widened. “Damn it, I’m late!” He jumped up and closed his pants. After he had grabbed his bag, he left the room then knocked on Danielle’s door.

She opened it with a smile. “Time to leave?” She ran a hand down his arm, lovingly. It had gotten harder and harder to hide her feelings for him.

He treasured her touch silently. “We have practice this afternoon up there.” When her other hand touched his forearm, he stepped into the room and hugged her. “I’m so glad you’re going.”

Danielle held onto him tightly. Her emotions quickly spiraled out of control. The heat between her legs was as strong as the ache in her heart.
How does he do this to me?
She looked up at him, her eyes glassy.

He could see the confusion in her expression. Instead of assuring her, he leaned down and kissed her lips. She kissed him back, and his hand instantly moved to her ass. He regretted it, because she pushed him away. There was fear in her eyes, yet she still hung onto him.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “You have no idea what you do to me.”

She did know. It was exactly what he did to her. If she didn’t fear reprisal, she would give in. She cared for him so much at that point, it hurt to stop him, to not be with him. Never did she have feelings like that for anyone, even Brian.

Her entire body shivered.
Why did I even think his name?
Alex pulled her closer as she imagined the break up with Brian. She couldn’t do it over the phone. She was sure he would come back and make her pay for it. Then again, if she did it in person, he may kill her.
How am I going to do this?
She knew she had to leave him.

Alex smiled at her and tried to quell her fear. “I know you can’t be with me yet. It’s OK. I’ll take what I can get for now.” He ran a hand through her hair. “You’re so beautiful. I’ll miss you all day.” He kissed her mouth again but pulled back quickly. “Be careful driving.” He lifted her hand and placed his car keys in them.

Danielle smiled. A calm came over her with his words. “I will, and I’ll miss you too.” She blushed, and then touched his face. She didn’t want him to go but knew he had to.

He held her tight again. “I’ll see you tonight. Let me know when you get to the hotel. I rented you and Marie a room too.” Then Gary came up behind him and pulled him away. He called to her, “Danielle, I have to go… ’Bye.”

She waved to him. “ ’Bye.”

Marie was suddenly behind her. “Come on we’re late, lovergirl.” She smirked, sure Danielle was on the verge of finally leaving her abusive, asshole boyfriend. She put Danielle’s bag in her hand. “We gotta go.”

They had walked down the hall for several feet before Danielle asked, “Do you think Alex can be faithful to one woman?”

That question ate at Danielle. She feared that if she opened her heart to him, he would cheat on her with one of the girls who threw themselves at him. She had seen it many times. They sat in his lap, rubbed their bodies against his and grabbed his crotch. She hated it. It wasn’t the only thing that held her back, but it was important that he was hers alone if they got together.

“Has he cheated yet?” Marie already knew the answer. Logan had told her Alex jerked off so much; he walked in on it several times. She turned to Danielle and waited for her response. “Have you caught him with other girls?” Her tone was insistent.

Danielle watched the floor go by under her feet as they walked. She didn’t want to face Marie. “Yes, but he pushes them away and says he doesn’t want anyone else.”

“Then go for it. Fuck Brian. He’s an asshole anyway.” She watched Danielle’s expression change to fear. “We’ll all back you up. Just string him along until you’re ready to tell him to fuck off. If he dares to come here to take you back, Alex will beat his ass, and you know it.”

When Danielle pulled into the hotel’s parking lot around midnight that night, Marie was asleep across the back seat. Logan carefully took Marie in his arms, and then carried her while he followed Danielle to the lobby. She took out her phone and hit “Martha,” the name she stored Alex’s phone number under. Brian checked her phone, so she took no chances.

“We’re downstairs,” Danielle told Alex when he answered.

Alex got off the bed where he watched television. “It’s the fifth floor; your room is 517, ours is 524.” He quickly cleaned up his mess from dinner that he had ignored for hours. “I’ll be in the hall.”

“This way.” Danielle quietly directed Logan to the elevator.

Marie stirred, so Logan stroked her hair until she relaxed again. He smirked. Since she was asleep, he planned to put her in his bed. He followed Danielle until they saw Alex in front of their room.

Alex smiled at Marie’s peaceful face, then turned to Danielle and his grin widened. He pulled her to him and hugged her fiercely. It had been a hard day. He had missed her terribly. They didn’t let go for a few minutes.

Logan stood next to them. “Um, can you open the door?” he finally asked. His arms had started to ache. “I gotta put her down.”

“Sorry.” Alex couldn’t think straight. He quickly swiped his card, and then handed Logan his card. Logan brought Marie into their room. Too focused on Danielle, Alex barely even noticed.

“Let’s go get the bags,” Alex said, glad she was there. He took her hand in his and pulled her to the elevator. When they reached his car, he was shocked to realize she hadn’t pulled her hand away. Maybe they were headed in a better direction.

Before she opened the doors, Danielle looked up at him. “You think Diego is here, too?” She tried to hide that she worried Brian would know Alex was up there with them.

“No.” Alex winked. “Don’t worry.”

He held her again and thought of why he knew Diego was still in Florida. He had made sure Diego and Sebastian could not make the trip, at least not in
their
cars. They both had four flats, courtesy of his hunting knife. He had brought it to display, but it came in handy that morning. He just hoped they hadn’t found another ride. Jeff’s tires had met a similar fate, thanks to a contact in Orlando.

Danielle had her arms around his waist. She let him ease her fears yet again. Her heart told her to never let him go, but it wasn’t that easy. There were so many obstacles.

“It’s late,” Alex whispered. “We both need to get some sleep.” Although he didn’t want to, he released her. “Pop the trunk.”

They walked back to their rooms in silence. Neither of them knew what to say. Alex followed Danielle to her room and helped her with the suitcases. Briefly, she scanned the room for Marie. Then she remembered Logan had taken her to his room.

Alex stood in the doorway for several minutes without a word. He wanted to kiss her goodnight. However, he feared he would take it too far. His dick was half-hard as always around her, and he wanted her more than he ever had before. He decided on another hug.
That’s safe. Isn’t it?

“I really missed you,” he said as his fingers raked her hair. “I’m so glad you’re here.”

She sighed when she felt his erection grow larger. “I’m glad I came. I missed you, too.” She closed her eyes and moved her body closer. She wanted to feel his hardness press into her. She fought the urge to kiss him again, but it wasn’t easy.

He pulled away a bit and kissed her forehead. “I have to get some sleep. I gotta be up pretty early.” Then he kissed her cheek. “Good night, Danielle.”

“Good night,” she replied as he walked into the hallway.

When she closed the door, she felt lonely and empty. She wished she could spend the night with him. Not to fuck him, just to have him hold her. She ached to have him close again. It didn’t make any sense, but nothing about her feelings for Alex did to her. His arms helped her forget about Brian. It was the only time she truly felt safe.

She rifled through her bag and took out a long T-shirt to wear. Then she searched for the pajama bottoms she packed. They were gone. She glanced around again. Marie would probably sleep in Logan’s bed, so no one would see her scars if she didn’t wear pants. She was paranoid that someone would ask questions if they saw her legs. It was not something she wanted to explain.

Alex slowly headed to his room. He was annoyed at himself for not pushing just a little with Danielle. She seemed so eager, and he just left. When he approached his door, he heard a sound. It was almost like a muffled moan. They were in a hotel, so sounds of passion made sense.

He opened the door, and the moans got louder. His eyes opened wide when he caught sight of Marie as she rode Logan. He stared at her naked body while it lifted and dropped. Her small breasts bounced just a bit with each motion. They were oblivious to him, and he couldn’t look away. Then her head went back as she let out a cry. He winced as his erection pressed against his zipper.

Just as Danielle lay down, there was a knock on the door. Without a thought, she hurried to answer it. Then she paused.
What if it’s one of Brian’s cohorts?
She tried to look out the peephole, but it was too high. Then she grabbed a suitcase and used it to reach the peephole and look out.
How in the world did he know I missed him already?

When the door opened, Alex hesitated. He was unsure how to explain his return.
I’m horny as hell because I watched Marie fucking Logan
wouldn’t go over well. His dick was painfully hard. He just hoped she didn’t notice. When he realized she hadn’t moved, he smiled and quickly looked Danielle over. He liked her legs, pale and shapely.

He said, “Hey.”

Danielle pulled her shirt down to hide the scars. She didn’t want him to pity her. “Everything OK?” she asked as nonchalantly as she could.

“Uh, I hate to ask, but Marie and Logan are doing the nasty, and I don’t wanna watch.” It was mostly the truth. “Can I stay here with you tonight?” He slowly looked down her body and was shocked to see healed welts on her thighs. Then he understood why she wore pants. His erection started to fade as anger welled up in him.

Danielle couldn’t help but smile. “Of course you can.”

She fleetingly hoped he would sleep in her bed. Then she berated herself for the thought. She doubted she could handle it. He was not the kind of man who just held women in bed. Most likely, he would expect sex. Glad for his company at least, she let him in. Then she rushed to the bed to hide her legs.

Alex took in a sharp breath. Her fast movements made the shirt lift. He had seen her panties over her ample ass. It set him back to growing hard again. With gritted teeth, he came into the room and shut the door. Seconds later, he stood at the foot of her bed and tried his damnedest to tame his desire.

She watched him from under the blanket. He looked like he didn’t know what to do next. The corners of her mouth turned up when he pulled his T-shirt off and put it on the dresser. She couldn’t help but stare at him. Even when he took off his shoes and socks, he seemed sexy. That made no sense, but neither did anything she felt about him. He brought out feelings that boggled her mind.

When he took his jeans down, she bit her lip. His cock tented his underwear slightly. Her body responded immediately to the sight. Heat flooded her loins and thoughts of him looming over her plagued her mind. She couldn’t control anything. She wanted to beg him to get naked and fuel the fantasies she had about him.

Anxiously, he looked up. The look of lust in her eyes made him smile. “I could put my jeans back on, if you really want me to,” he teased her.

Danielle replied quickly, “No, don’t!” Then she closed her eyes and covered her mouth. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say that.”

“Yes, you did.” He smirked. “I see the way you look at me.” He moved next to the bed.

She blushed and looked up at him. “Uh…”

Speechless, her breath sped up. Her eyes shifted down. His cock grew. An image of it flashed before her. That triggered another picture of him on top of her. Her pussy clenched, and she felt its emptiness. She wanted him to make a move. At that moment, she might say yes to anything.

Alex felt the tension and mistook it for fear. He turned away and pulled the blanket down on the other bed. “Can I put the TV on?”

“You can lie in this bed if you want.” Danielle gasped when she realized that might invite trouble. She covered it up with, “In case Marie comes back.”

Yes!
He didn’t care why she offered, just that she did. Casually, he put his hand in his underwear to adjust his hard-on, but every time he let go, it stood out again. He exhaled loudly and climbed on her bed. “Can I hold you?” He shocked himself with the request, but she didn’t balk at it.

Danielle stared again. The front opening in his boxers gave her a partial view of his penis. She remembered exactly what it looked like. That reminded her of what he said about sex. It was supposed to feel good. She wanted him to give her that, feel the way she read it felt.

Alex knew she didn’t know what to say, so he lay down next to her. When she didn’t move, he pulled her to him, her back against his chest. He kissed her temple and settled his hips against her ass. His dick screamed for relief, but he didn’t want to push his luck. She relaxed into his body, much calmer. He took that to mean she was comfortable.

“I love your red panties,” he whispered. He couldn’t resist telling her. “My favorite color.” Then he shut his eyes tightly as a bit of pre-cum leaked out.

Shocked, Danielle had no idea what to say or do. He spooned her naturally. She was used to tension if Brian held her. This was wrong, but it felt so right. He exhaled over her cheek, and she smiled. She could feel how happy he was.
Is this how men usually treat women?

His erection pressed into her ass cheek. That started fantasies again. Her panties were already wet. She imagined him sliding them down. Her eyes closed. In her mind’s eye, she saw him lower his boxers. Then she started to feel him slowly penetrate her. Her body shuddered as he withdrew and thrust again. The few times Brian had made sex somewhat enjoyable played in her mind like a movie, with Alex in his place. She shuddered with pleasure.