Confession 2
“Do you want to know what I was falling for?” Alex asked as they strolled hand in hand back to the car.
“I’m not that shallow you know.” She looked up at him and replied.
“Do you think I am crazy?” He asked. Their countenances turned serious again.
“Nah, I don’t think anyone is crazy just because the person has feelings.”
“I never thought things would get to this point.” He added.
“Which point?”
He halted just about a couple meters away from the car. “I never though I’ll fall in love with my workaholic neighbor.” He held her hand, stared in her eyes and gave her a bright smile.
She smiled back at him, biting her lower lip. “Why? Because we aren’t teenagers?”
“That too.”
“Why the hell would you term me as workaholic?” a soft chuckle escaped her lips as she asked, still facing him.
“You were always so busy, leaving very early in the morning to come back in the evening and lock yourself in doors. I always wondered when you even got the chance to take out your trash.”
They both laughed.
Anthony was sitting at the driver’s seat; he could not believe that Mr. Beau was actually laughing __ in public! Even though he was pissed that they were all lovey cutie, at least he smiled to the fact that his boss could genuinely smile, putting aside the fact that his boss had been busy fucking Lara throughout the trip, causing him to have a boner the whole fuckin time.
With them being all this smiles and touchy, he mentally prepared himself for another round of sexual torture.
“I took out my trash in the mornings, that’s when I got to see your chauffeur bring you groceries and other stuff.”
“Oh! I see,” he replied, rather surprised. “Another reason for me to kill him.” He joked. They both laughed.
“I love you Lara, I really do.” Alex summoned the courage and whispered those three words one more time to her. He could not argue the fact that he was nervous as Fuck!
He pulled her in his embrace and captured her lips with his mouth. He did not care whether they were in public or not, he kissed her passionately, sucking her lip and switching effortlessly to the other lip.
She opened her mouth and welcomed the soft, warm touch of his mouth exploring hers. She had to tiptoe to meet his height, despite him tilting down. She wrapped her arms around his waist, closing every distance between them as they kissed fervently in the open, their tongues wrestling with each other. Alex was just from fucking her hard, but here she was, getting wet all over again…and she had no panties on.
Alex was a little bit disappointed that he just poured out his heart to her and she did not say anything in return. ‘Did she not want him too? Perhaps she was not ready to tell him how she felt. No qualms, he’ll hold on until she is ready, or he’ll make her fall in love with him.’ He swore internally. He quickly shoved his thoughts aside, he did not want to ruin the moment by his silly distractions.
She moaned into the kiss as he squeezed her butt hard. She had nothing under her flare flowery gown, making it easy for him to grab a good amount of her thickness without any hard or stiff obstacle, unlike her jeans. He rubbed his hand on her back, slightly massaging and caressing her all together.
They just stood there in the open, kissing without any care in the world. Travelling vehicles sped by, a few people walked pass them, but they paid no attention. Surprisingly, she was not shy to be kissed this way in public. On the contrary, she loved the feeling of exposure and freedom, she did not mind Alex grabbing her butt in public…she loved it.
She broke the kiss. “What do you love about me Alex?” she licked her lips, tasting his mouth, as she locked eyes with him and asked.
“Everything Lara Miles, I love everything about you, from your personality, to your smile, to you beauty, your slender soft fingers….just everything.” He whispered. “I love how you make me feel especially when I’m screwing you…” he leaned down and whispered.
She laughed and playfully slapped his chest, creating some distance between them.
“I am happy that I’m the one who gets to make you scream and shake like that.” He added.
“Stop Alex!” she shyly emphasized as she buried her face in her palms for a second before looking back up at him.
“I love that I’m the reason why your pussy is sore right now, and I want to make sure you are sore every time so that you wouldn’t need another man.”
“Shut up!” she laughed shyly, “I don’t bet you to be the jealous type.”
“Oh, trust me; I am very jealous and possessive too. I’ll do anything to satisfy you, I need you to always remember that.” He cupped her face in his palms as he declared.
“Why would you ask me something like why I love you?”
“I was just wondering what a rich guy like yourself would be doing with me.” She held his hand and replied.
“What are you talking about?” Alex was stunned. He heard her crystal clear but it felt so surreal what she just said.
“Your friend, Neon…” she pulled back, turned and began covering the distance between them and the car.
“…. He was so familiar, I knew I had seen him somewhere, I just could not quite put my finger on it, so I googled him,” she paused and looked back at Alex who had not moved and inch.
He said nothing and just remained rooted at the same spot like a pillar.
“You want to guess whom I found standing right next to him in almost every photo I came across on the internet?”
He narrowed his eyes at her. He mentally clapped at her for her smartness, but he was not sure, why she had agreed to go back with him if she already knew who he was, or why she had been asking him all these questions about him. He also mentally applauded her, her ability to stay calm after all the flimsy excuses he gave was really a talent.
