Falling into bed, we’re asleep almost immediately, our limbs wrapped around each other. Tomorrow, we both know, is soon enough to face our future.
13
Claire
“Oh whit fresh hell is this?” Alex says, looking around my campus apartment. It has to pass inspection today, so I get my deposit back.
It looks like the inside might have seen the party of the century. There is a kids pool with water in the middle of the room with a large beer keg floating in it. Cups cover every surface with spilled beer soaking into the carpet.
I’m glad my room has a separate lock on it, though I notice that the door is now standing ajar. There are kids sleeping everywhere, on the couch, the floor, my room.
“What am I going to do?” I say, looking at Alex in panic. “They are going to charge me for the damages.” I watch as anger grows on Alex’s face.
“Get the fuck oot,” he roars, making me jump. Kids moan as he starts hauling them out the door. Grabbing a trash bag from under the sink, I wipe away tears as I start cleaning up the mess.
I see Alex drag two kids out of my room before pounding on my roommate’s door. When she sticks her head out, he pushes open her door, dragging her into the living room.
“Ye will get this fucking shite cleaned up now. Ye will also pay for any damages tae the apartment or Claire’s room. Do ye understand me?” Some guy wanders out of her room, yelling at Alex about minding his own business. “Whit the fuck did ye say tae me?” he asks before grabbing the kid by the back of his neck, hauling him out the door.
It’s well after noon before we get the apartment cleaned up and all of my stuff packed up. Fortunately nothing except my bed had been disturbed in my room. I’m afraid of what Alex would do if anything had been damaged. He’s still fuming when Matt and Lily show up to drop off a carpet cleaning machine.
Alex kicks my roommate out of the apartment with instructions not to show back up until after five that evening when the trash is finally picked up. When all of the checkout paperwork is done and the carpet machine is returned, we collapse at his apartment.
“Whit dae ye want me tae order for dinner?” Alex asks as my phone rings. Picking up my phone, I see it’s Lily. Holding my hand up to Alex, I answer.
“What’s up, Lily?” she announces without preamble that Colin just got engaged to Maggie. “They’re getting married this weekend?” I ask in disbelief as Alex’s phone lights up with a text. “Of course, let me get a quick shower then I’ll head over.” I hang up, turning to Alex as he types out a quick reply on his phone. “I need to go over to Maggie’s for a little while. Seems she is marrying Colin this weekend.”
“I know. I just got a text from Matt saying I might as well meet up with them at The Lounge for a bite. I’ll drop ye off on the way. Ye can text me when ye’re ready tae leave.” I pull him to me, catching his lips with mine. When I finally let him up for air he asks, “Whit was that aboot? Naw that I’m complaining or anything.”
“To remind you how amazing I think you are. You put up with my crazy family all weekend. Then you had to clean up after my miserable roommate. Now, when you think we’re going to get a quiet evening at home, you don’t say one word of complaint about me rushing off to be with my friends.”
I pull him on top of me this time, feeling him harden as his strong thighs push my legs open. This time he kisses me like he’s drowning and I’m his lifeline.
“How long before ye’re supposed tae be there?” he asks, sliding his hand under my shirt. When his hand curves around my breast, I moan into his mouth.
“I’m supposed to shower then head over.” I arch up against him, trying to grind against his growing erection. He stands up off the couch, looking down at me. The slow grin I’ve come to rely on spreads across his face.
“We’ll be quick then. Strip,” he says, ripping the shirt from his body. I watch as he toes off his shoes, kicking them across the room. “Dinnae watch, Claire. Take yer clothes off.”
I sit up, pulling my shirt off then the sports bra I wore to work in my apartment. I have to stand up to pull the yoga pants off my legs, hopping on one foot as I wrestle them over my feet. Before my foot even hits the ground, I’m picked up and hauled around the end of the couch. I’m spun around until my chest connects to his with my feet never touching the ground. He lifts me up so I can wrap my legs around his waist before going down on his knees.
Lifting me, he closes his lips around my hard nipple, teasing it with gentle nips before sucking it to a hard point. I let my head fall back as he moves to my other one. When he turns loose with a pop, he lowers me until I can feel his hardness as it pushes slowly through my heat.
His mouth devours mine as his strong thighs push up until he’s so deep in me I might split apart. He sinks back onto his heels before pushing hard back into me. When he does it again, I can feel my core begin to pulse with need.
“Alex,” I moan as he thrusts back into me, his abdomen muscles rubbing my clit with each upward push.
“Each time ye watch me kick a goal and I go down on my knees like this, I want ye tae remember me filling ye so deep it makes ye wet.” He lowers down before thrusting back up. I feel my thighs start to shake with my building orgasm. “I want ye so fucking wet when I get home ye demand naw less than three orgasms. Dae ye fucking hear me?”
I let go, screaming his name. He doesn’t let up, his gaze as dark as a storm cloud as he pounds into me. I watch his eyes go blank as he roars out my name, spilling into me. He lays me down on the floor, covering me with his body.
Placing his forehead on mine he asks, “Ye remember whit I said?” I nod my head. “If I think of ye getting wet for me every time I’m on the pitch, I’ll be brilliant.”
“Alex,” I say, laughing. “I get wet every time you look at me. You’re going to be brilliant all on your own.” He leans down, kissing all over my face before sitting back up on his knees.
Standing up, he pulls me to my feet. I walk toward the bathroom, gathering clothes as I go. Turning, I find him picking up his clothes to follow me.
“I do like the sound of that though. Leg day in the gym is quickly becoming my new favorite day!” I squeal when Alex drops his clothes, swinging me into his arms with a wicked grin, walking toward the shower.
