Babe...

"Babe…."

"Call me something sweet." He leaned down and brushed his teeth over her nipples through her clothes.

She gripped his shoulder firmly for support, raised her chest, giving him more access. She was hoping that he was gonna pull off her bra and suck her already hard nipples, but he did not. She hoped too that he was gonna shift her panties to one side and deep his fingers in the source of her wetness, but instead, to her greatest dismay, he withdrew his fingers instead, leaving the place where they were, cold and empty.

She sighed in disappointment.

"We could go round and round like this all day, I am in no rush." He added when she did not utter a word. He read her disappointment. He brought his party-damped fingers to his mouth and licked it slowly, gluing his eyes to hers.

Somehow, she could not blink away, especially as she watched him taste her seductively. She wanted that tongue of his down there, flicking on her softness instead, and here he was, asking her to call him one stupid name instead.

"What if someone interrupts?" She managed to whisper.

"No one would." He assured her, kissing the exposed part of her chest.

"The door is open!" She said quickly.

He bit the spot where his mouth was kissing.

"Aww," she screamed in a feminine voice.

"Right now, is that the best you could think about?" He withdrew his face and stared at her in the eye.

"It is possible right? Your dad just…."

"Don't talk about other men when I am with you." He said sternly and at the same time pinching her nipples through her clothes.

True, the door wasn't bolted, but he did not care. He did not even want to recall anything about his father or family right now. He just wanted to be in the moment, but somehow, Lara was good at always ruining his mood somehow. He was not gonna let her do it this time though.

She shivered slightly in his arms. "Ok." She whispered comprehensively.

He leaned down and kissed her fervently, sucking her mouth and biting her lips slightly, not enough to cause a wound but enough to make them swollen the next morning.

"I love you, and that is what matters right now." He said in between kisses.

"Hmm" she moaned in affirmation.

She returned his kiss, sucking his lips in return and simultaneously allowing for their tongues to dance with each other gracefully and smoothly.

Her hand slid down to his hardness, which was already very prominent. She wanted him, but she knew better than to hurry Alex Beau... especially as he promised to make love to her, she knew that she was in for torture instead.

He had a jean on, it made it difficult for her to actually feel him, unlike her, at least her clothes were of soft fabric. She could feel his fingers when he traced lines on her body through her clothes with his fingers. It wasn't skin to skin, but the effects were still breathtaking.

She kissed him and at the same time, her hand fumbled with his belt and zip.

He supported her face in his palms, broke off the kiss and guided her head as he tilted it to the side and began planting soft kisses on her neck. He kissed all the way around her neck and back to his favourite spot just beneath her ear. He sucked on it and bit her lightly.

"I'm still waiting." He whispered. The warmness of his mouth and heat from his kisses lingered on every part of her body that his lips made contact with.

"Alex…?"

"Wrong answer." His hands traveled quickly to her lap, he squeezed her inner lap and pinched it, causing her to breath out shiver in his arms.

She succeeded in unbuckling his belt and was now with the zip. Just to pull down an ordinary zip felt like she had to solve a jigsaw puzzle.

"Is it that hard to call me something else?" He asked as his hands traveled all the way in-between her legs to her core. Instead of just loitering around her cunt and teasing her with her pantie on, he slid his hand by the side, pushing the fabric, giving him just the narrow required entrance for his finger to slide in and make contact with her dripping wet core. Luckily, her pantie was there to absorb the excess moisture…. But for how long?

"Hmm?" She moaned and spread her legs wider.

"I don't like the sound of that." He whispered.

"What?" She was just too drunk to comprehend anything he said. She waited patiently for his fingers to finally drive their way in.

Even though it was pretty tight for his finger to move freely, he still managed to slide them slowly through her wet folds. He knew what she wanted and he was in no rush to give to her until she said what he wanted to hear.

"Call me honey, at least… or sweetheart, any one you are comfortable with." He withdrew his hand, pulled her hand that was driving it's way into his pants.

Disappointment was evident on her face, but he ignored it.

'just when she was about to feel his thick meat.' she grumbled mentally. She was close to touching his hardness, she could already feel the heat emanating from his part.

"What difference does it make?" She asked, fixing her mouth in a pout.

"I just want to hear it."

She stared at him silently for a while.

He raised his brow, prompting her to go ahead.

"B...bae… babe." She stuttered, finally uttering the word in a shallow fainting voice.

Alex smiled warmly. "Was it that difficult?" He pinched her jaw.

She blushed. "Yes!" She replied confidently.

"I'll make sure you scream my name…"

He sprung up on his feet and scooped her in his arms as if she were a baby.

"Ah, Alex…! I'm pregnant!" She screamed and giggled at the same time. "You said you'd be gentle.

"I said I was gonna make love to you too, didn't I?" He asked as he carefully placed her on the bed.

"Yes… gently." She rolled her eyes at him. She was about sitting up, but froze as he started to pull his jeans down.