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  Slowly, he brushed her hair aside. Then he trailed kisses from her slightly exposed shoulder, up her neck, and then to her ear. “Love you, babe,” he softly said into her skin.

  “I love you, too,” she whispered.

  She shuddered as his tongue ran along her earlobe. His erection poked her back a few times when he shifted position. She bit her bottom lip and enjoyed his arousal for her. When he slid his mouth down again, she gasped. He sucked the sensitive skin under her ear into his mouth. His teeth gently raked the skin which made her arch into him.

  “Like that, huh?”

  With a nod, she sighed. Then he bit her again. “Al—lex…”

  He took the opportunity. With one hand in front of her, he opened her blouse buttons. Then he slid it off her shoulders and laid it on the railing. She didn’t protest. He grinned and started to kiss her neck again. Her body moved back and forth and rubbed his crotch slightly. He let out a groan of torment. If she were any other girl, he wouldn’t take his time.

  When he ran his hands over her bra, she glanced down. They shook slightly. She understood why. Alex hadn’t masturbated while she slept. She didn’t tell him she had seen him jack off more than once while she was ill. His libido was insane compared to hers. She had caught up some, though.

  “Mmm,” she moaned. He nipped the back of her neck as he caressed her abdomen. “Uh…” She was shocked at how good that felt.

  He grinned and moved his hands up her body. Then he opened her bra and cupped her breasts. His fingers skimmed her nipples slowly. “Your tits’re bigger.” He squeezed them. “Must be the baby.” He growled into her neck. “Come in the pool.” He swiftly moved and jerked her pants open. “I need you so fucking bad.” He bent his knees and pressed his body to hers, his hard shaft crushed against her buttocks. A moan escaped. “Please….”

  She turned around and sighed when his shaft rubbed her pelvis. “Can anyone see?”

  “No.” He pushed her pants and panties down. “Get these off.” When she was naked, he got his own clothes off in record time. He lifted her up and pulled her legs around his waist. “Hold on tight.”

  He carried her to the lounge chairs, Then he again scanned the house for signs of lights and found none. He laid her down and climbed on top of her. “It’s been so long.” He rubbed against her entrance. That usually turned her on.

  Danielle was nervous someone would catch them. She looked up at Alex. “You sure everyone’s asleep?”

  “Yes, babe.”

  “I thought we were going in the pool.”

  “We will.” He couldn’t wait that long.

  He groaned as he got even harder. His lips met hers. All he could think of was shooting deep inside her. He loved that they didn’t need protection anymore. It was something he hadn’t experienced with any other woman. It blew his mind.

  Danielle whimpered when he pushed in slightly. He had to be bigger than usual. “Alex, it hurts.” She instinctively tensed and tried to push him away.

  “Just relax.” He pushed a bit harder, and she whined softly. He closed his eyes as he withdrew. I knew it. He had swollen to be much longer and thicker than normal. “I’m sorry.” With a sigh, he knew what to do, but the wait killed him.

  He brushed his lips over her skin and made his way downward from her neck. He took his time at each of her sensitive areas. She squirmed when he teased her nipples with his lips and tongue. He grinned wickedly, and then blew over her hard, wet nipples. She gasped and her back arched. A peek between her legs told him it worked. He dragged his tongue down the middle of her body.

  When his tongue grazed her hip, Danielle gasped. She opened her legs wide, sure about what his plan was. She watched his head dip lower and trembled with anticipation. With the first touch to her labia, she jumped. Her entire body was super sensitive. The trails of saliva tingled.

  Alex smirked. He loved when she was so excited she couldn’t stay still. He teased her clit, and her hips lifted. Her soft moan told him she needed to cum. He traced her entrance with a finger which teased her even more.

  “Oh God!” Danielle cried out. Strong spasms washed over her. She pushed her hips against his face. He sucked harder. “Damn. Alex!”

  Pre-cum dripped onto Danielle’s calf. Alex really got into it. He pushed his tongue into her as she continued to writhe.

  “Uh… uh…” Danielle took a hold of Alex’s hair with both hands. She felt like she was about to explode again. “Now… do it now!” She was desperate to cum again.

  Alex used both hands and thrust fingers into her. Her shriek made him afraid he hurt her. He looked up to find her back arched, head thrown back, mouth agape. Definitely not in pain. After a few more strokes, he couldn’t stand it.

  Danielle’s eyes opened when she felt him penetrate her. She looked up at him. The relief in his expression made her smile. She watched his eyes close as he thrust in deeper. There was nothing hotter than him in pleasure. He groaned as he leaned down. Then he kissed her lips.

  “You feel so tight.” He moaned in her ear while he gave her a deep, slow stroke. “God, feels so good.” He withdrew and pushed in a bit faster. “Put your legs around my back.” Her thighs were in the way of him getting in deep.

  She hooked her feet together and grabbed his arms, nervous. When he drove into her again, he grazed her cervix. “Alex, don’t.” Fear of pain welled up in her. “Please…”

  He cradled her body. “It hurts?”

  “Not yet.” She clutched him tightly. “He hits it all the time.”

  He hated when she compared them. After a deep breath, he told her, “I ain’t that big. I’m not gonna bruise you. I swear.” Sometimes he felt inadequate. Brian sounded like he was a lot bigger. But then again, he was glad he didn’t hurt her like Brian did. She was tiny, but not that tiny.

  “You wanna go in the pool instead?” He pulled out. The mood had darkened. “Or maybe the beach?”

  Danielle was nervous about where the sand could end up, so she replied, “The pool sounds fun.”

  Alex stood up and grinned. “It will be fun.” The night they first had sex came to mind. This time, I’ll remember it all.

  She smiled back and scanned his body, as she got to her feet as well. When her eyes roamed over his pelvis, her mouth opened slightly. She had never seen his penis so big. It jutted out so far, it almost compared to Brian’s. She shivered and hoped she never had to feel Brian again.

  Alex took her hands in his and led her to the pool, as he walked backward. He tugged her down the stairs, and then toward the deep end. “Take your time.”

  When her shoulders submerged, she pulled away. “I can’t walk any further.”

  She started to swim. The warm water felt nice against her bare skin. After a minute, she turned over and floated. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the free feeling. A cool breeze made her nipples instantly harden, but she ignored it.

  Alex watched her with desperation. When her breasts bounced as he moved the water near her, he bit his lip. Then he leaned over and sucked her right nipple into his mouth.

  Danielle was startled and fell under water. A few seconds went by as she tried to get her bearings. Then she saw Alex’s hand and grabbed it. He pulled her up and held her tightly.

  “I’m so sorry. I couldn’t resist.” He didn’t let go while she clung to him.

  She was angry with herself that she freaked out so much. “I was just surprised.” She pushed on his chest and swam away. He followed her, so she made a beeline for the farthest corner.

  Alex dove under the water and made it there at the same time she did. He surfaced and gave her an evil grin then blocked her. Her breasts seem to float while she hung onto the edge. That made his cock twitch. He moved toward her. His desire took over again.

  He quickly wrapped her legs around his waist. “I love you.” He stared into her eyes as he thrust into her again. “Oh damn, babe.” He ground his hips into hers gently. “We gotta have sex more often. My dick feels neglected.”
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br />   “I’m sorry,” she sheepishly responded. She did feel bad. Before she came into his life, he had sex daily. One at a time, she brought her hands to his face and kissed his lips several times. “I’ll try to be available more.” She shuddered. His rhythm had sped up.

  He moaned while he pulled out and shoved back in hard. “It’s OK.” He breathed erratically. “I just need to fucking cum. Please.” He gasped in her ear as his hips moved faster. “Babe, you’re so fucking tight today. So hard to last like this… Uh… Fuck…. Uh!”

  Danielle’s head went back as the head of his cock brushed her G-spot repeatedly. Her hands shook as she tried to hold onto him. Slowly, she grabbed his neck and clung to him while she screamed. Absent-mindedly, she raked her nails over his back.

  Alex’s eyes rolled back while she gripped his dick hard. “Damn it! I’m gonna… Cum… Ugh… Yes… God!” He grabbed her ass and held it tightly to him while he shot off into her. “Fuck, that felt good.” His body relaxed, finally.

  She loved feeling him cum, but the session had tired her out. She laid her head on his shoulder. “Mmm, Alex.”

  He leaned down and kissed her lips. “I love you so much, beautiful.”

  Chapter 22

  Brian’s plane landed in Gainesville early Saturday morning. He had traveled for what felt like forever. Just after he hung up the phone the day before Thanksgiving, he trashed his desk and many of the ones around him. The police escorted him out of the building. Then they gave him the choice of deportation or jail. The choice was easy. Before he had even left the country, he received a call from his boss. He was fired.

  Full of rage, he tried to get a flight home right away, but none were available. He booked one on Thanksgiving Day, and then several connecting flights so he could get to Danielle. She had ruined his life. He wanted her to pay dearly for that.

  When he arrived at the school in a rented car, the campus was nearly empty. He had tracked Danielle’s phone up the Florida Turnpike Friday afternoon, so he expected she headed there. The signal was lost around Orlando, though.

  When she didn’t answer her door, he broke in. Frantically, he searched the room for a sign of her whereabouts but found nothing. He combed through her computer. That also came up empty. Then he hacked into Marie’s laptop and accessed her email. There were messages to Alex and Logan about a game that weekend, but nothing to or about Danielle.

  He was unsure if she had actually been with Alex, because of the proximity to her grandmother’s home. It was vaguely possible she had gone there for the holiday. Then that semi-rational thought passed. Why the hell would she say she was in her room, then?

  * * *

  In a hotel room in Tallahassee, Alex woke up with a sinking feeling in his stomach. It was odd for him to wake before Danielle did, so it had to be before 7 a.m. He looked down at her, peaceful in his arms. Something’s not right. Then he realized Brian hadn’t called or texted since they left his parent’s home the day before. He carefully stretched his arm to the nightstand and grabbed her phone. It was dead. No wonder. He meant to charge it.

  The knot in his stomach grew. He had drunk a lot the night before, but it wasn’t a hangover; it was more like dread. As soon as Danielle lifted her head off his bicep, her lids fluttered. Then she turned an odd shade of green. He knew what was next. She jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom. He sighed and prepared to take care of her.

  When she didn’t come out right away, Alex knocked on the door. “Danielle? Anything I can do?”

  “No.” She cried but didn’t want him to come in. “Gimme a few.”

  Her stomach was still queasy, and the spasms were agonizing. She wished she had some of the ginger tea his mom had given her. It worked wonders, but she had forgotten it. Seconds later, she buried her head in the toilet again.

  Alex heard her retch again and again. He was more than concerned. “Should I call your doctor?”

  She managed a soft, “No.” When she was able to leave the room, she was white as a ghost and had to hold onto the walls for support. “It’s all yours.” She tried to make light of it.

  “You need to get back to bed.” Alex lifted her frail body into his arms, and then laid her on the bed. He handed her a drink, and then shoved a few crackers at her. Within seconds, it all came up. He waited until the tears stopped, and then called his mother. “Sorry, if I woke you, Mom.”

  Mary blinked her eyes and tried to focus. “It’s fine. Is something wrong?”

  “Danielle’s sicker than ever.” He looked at her already asleep. “Mom, I don’t know what to do. She can’t even hold down a few crackers.”

  She frowned. “Relax, honey. I had days like that too. If it keeps up for more than two days, then you should worry. Let her rest. I’ll stay with her and watch the game on television.”

  “OK.” He took a deep breath and tried to let it go. “Hey. Does Dad still have the S14 phone?”

  She pursed her lips for a few seconds. “Uh, I’m not sure. Why?”

  “Danielle has the same phone, and I forgot the charger.”

  Mary smiled. “I’m sure someone has one that works. You get some rest too. You have a long day ahead of you.”

  * * *

  Down at the school, Brian scoured Marie’s online accounts, emails and files for three hours. Then he finally hit pay dirt. He found a photo-sharing site where Marie had posted pictures of Danielle and Alex. With each picture, his fury grew. There were several where they laughed or kissed, and one of him behind her with his hands over her abdomen.

  Then he saw one of Alex on the football field, in his uniform. “He’s a fucking jock?” he screamed, in anguish. His heart had ripped into a million pieces, and his brain screamed for revenge. “That lying bitch! Where is she?”

  * * *

  Around noon, Alex nervously opened the hotel room door to let in Nathan and his mother. He was dressed to go to practice, but Danielle was asleep again. She had not been able to keep much more than a few sips of water down. She was so weak; he had to carry her to the bathroom.

  “Mom, she’s worse,” Alex said as he walked back into the room.

  Mary thought it was sweet he cared so much. “What did her doctor say?”

  “She said to let her sleep it off, but worry if she stops going to the bathroom.” He touched Danielle’s cheek and checked her skin. It still looked OK. “She still has tears. So that’s good.”

  Mary hugged her youngest child. “I’ll keep a close eye on her. I promise.” She patted his back. “Your team is counting on you. If it gets serious, we’ll let you know.” Then she pulled away to sit in a chair.

  Nathan snickered. “You’re overbearing, you know. How can she stand you?” He smiled when Alex lightly punched his arm, and then joked, “No fistfights over this one. Right?” Alex had issues with boyfriends in the past when he screwed their girl. “Or is that what happened to your chin?” He laughed quietly.

  “Kinda. He had it coming.”

  Nathan saw a familiar look in Alex’s eyes. “Damn. It got that bad? I got your back, man. No worries.”

  Alex sighed. “Thanks. I hope I don’t need you.” He pulled his brother aside. “If anyone asks, I’m not staying in here with her, and you guys are Marie’s family.” He lowered his voice even more. “I got a weird feeling. Something’s up.”

  “I hope you’re being paranoid.” Nathan glanced at Danielle. “Has he called?”

  Alex looked at her too. “No, and her phone’s been charged for two hours. No texts, no calls.”

  “Maybe he’s working,” Nathan suggested.

  Alex went to Danielle and kissed her lips softly. “Maybe.” He touched the cross around her neck. “You may need this soon enough.”

  * * *

  On Danielle’s laptop, Brian had picked up the signal to her phone. “Tallahassee? What the hell is she doing there?” One of the emails had said there was a football game that day. “She’s at the game watching that scumbag!” He flew out of the room and dashed to hi
s rental car. He planned to teach them both a lesson.

  * * *

  Still in the hotel bed, Danielle stirred a few hours later. Her eyes opened a bit. It sounded like an announcer was in the room. She turned over slowly to find Alex’s mom in a chair next to the bed. “Hey. I’m up,” Danielle said just over a whisper.

  Mary smiled. “You have color now. That’s good.” She retrieved a bottle of sports drink from the refrigerator. “Drink some.” She held a straw to Danielle’s lips. “Take a few sips. Please.”

  After she had drunk more than she thought she could, Danielle tossed the covers off. “I have to pee.”

  Mary put out her hand. “Hold onto me. I don’t want you to fall.” While she waited outside the bathroom door, she watched the television. Alex had played in the first quarter but hadn’t been seen in the second. There were only a few minutes left to it.

  Danielle had more strength than earlier and made it back to the bed without assistance. “Why don’t you go watch the rest of the game? I’m OK now.”

  “I promised Alex I wouldn’t leave you.” Mary could see she was better but knew that could change.

  After she had laid down again, Danielle sighed. She hated being waited on. “Is Alex playing?”

  “He was a while ago, but not anymore. I’ll keep looking for him.”

  Danielle smiled and watched the camera span the players on the sidelines. Alex came into view, and her smile widened. “He’s not distracted by me being sick, is he?”

  “I don’t think so.” Mary glanced at her son also. “He didn’t get knocked down.”

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