500 Days (25 page)

“
Just as long as you
promise when I open them I’m not going to find you in your
boxers.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “I promise.”

“
Okay then.” She squeezed
her eyes tight.

I spotted her trying to open one eye. “No
peeking,” I warned.

“
Did I ever tell you
surprises kind of freak me out?”

“
I’m pretty sure you’ll
like this one.”

“
That doesn’t sound too
convincing.”

Standing in front of her, I asked her to
open her eyes. At first her expression was unreadable and I wasn’t
quite sure if I should maybe make a run for my protective cup or
not. “You, got me…a kitten?” I handed it to her and she held him
gently in her lap. “What’s wrong with his eye?”

“
He just has a small
infection. You have to put a few drops in his eye for a few days
and then he’ll be fine.”

She stroked his soft fur while she cooed at
him. She was smiling so I took it as a good sign. “He looks so
familiar.”

I reached up to pet his head. “Declan told
me you guys found the little guy on Old Miller’s Run and she said
you were so heartbroken that you couldn’t help him. So Colton and I
went back that night to find him and I took him to the vet and got
him checked out.”

Her eyes went wide. “This is the little guy
from the trail.” She covered her mouth and laughed. “You actually
went back and got him?” She was smiling ear to ear.

“
You like it?”

“
Like it I love it!” she
squealed. “I can’t believe you did that…why?”

“
I just wanted to get you
something special for your birthday. Alex, I have a confession.” I
was going to tell her the truth. I was going to tell her I had
feelings for her.

“
Declan told me what you
did.” She was scratching the kitten’s chin. “She told me about the
restaurant and how you planned the party.” She pulled her hair over
her shoulder. There was so much bare skin that I was just aching to
taste. When she tilted her head just enough so her green eyes met
mine, I thought I would lose all my will power. “I want to thank
you. No one has ever gone out of their way like that just to get me
to forgive them for giving me a black eye,” she winked.

I chuckled softly. “What can I say? I’m an
over achiever.” She smiled and placed the kitten on the floor. He
trotted over to the little bed I bought him and curled up into a
ball. She shifted so her knees were touching mine and god damn if
my dick didn’t react from that small touch. She took her thumb and
smoothed it over my brow, pushing away the crazy pieces of hair
that always fell by the end of the night.

“
Did I ever tell you, you
have the most amazing eyes? They remind me of a summer storm.
Cloudy and dark, but still a hint of blue, hidden in there is a
light.” I didn’t understand anything she was saying. Just as long
as she was touching me I didn’t care. I took her hand in mine and
kissed her palm. I felt her shiver.

I was trying so hard to
think with my head and not my dick, but with the way she was
touching me it
was too fucking hard. Her
hand ran across the thin fabric of my t-shirt and stopped on my
tattoo of the ivy heart. She traced the outlines of the heart
making my dick fully erect. She slipped her hand up behind my neck
and pulled me ever so slightly closer to her. “Casper,” she
whispered. “Kiss me.” When I looked into her desperate green eyes
that was all the invitation I needed. My lips came down so hard and
fast on hers I thought for sure she would push me off of her.
Instead she pushed me back on the bed. Her lips were the softest
thing I have ever touched and I couldn’t get enough of them. I
nibbled gently on her bottom lip and gave a slight tug. She opened
her mouth a little wider, allowing me access to explore. I let out
a small moan as I slipped my tongue inside her mouth. Kissing her
awoke something inside of me.

She ran a hand down my chest and rubbed it
over the protruding bulge in my pants. Wrapping an arm around her
waist, I rolled her over so she was underneath me now. I needed to
be in control. I slipped my hand into her soft silky hair as I
kissed her jaw, neck and collarbone. She let out a tiny gasp with
each touch. I pulled back a little to look into her eyes. “What is
it?” she asked.

“
I can’t do this.” I sat
up and begrudgingly pulled myself away from her, suddenly growing a
conscience.

Alex pushed herself up onto her elbows.
“What do you mean you can’t do this?” She looked down at my dick
that was practically jumping out of my pants. “Do you…need some
help?” God she was killing me.

“
Yes, but not with that.”
I got up from the bed needing to distance myself from her. “We’re
both drunk and this wouldn’t be right.”

She swung her legs over the side of the bed.
“Casper, I’m sure I’m not the first girl you slept with drunk.”

“
Definitely not, but the
first one I actually cared about taking advantage of.” She smiled,
making her eyes sparkle. My insides were tearing apart at the sight
of her. I ran my hands through my hair. I had the most beautiful
girl in the world in my room and she wanted to have sex with me and
I was telling her no. What the hell was wrong with me? And when the
fuck did I grow a conscience?

Alex touched my shoulder, startling me.
“Casper, I think it’s sweet that you’re trying to be a nice guy and
all, but I’m telling you now, this is a one-time offer. You take me
now or I walk out the door. I’m giving you the okay. I’m an adult
and I make my own decisions. So now it’s time you make one. Do you
want me or not?”

Fuck chivalry.

My body slammed into hers so fast I almost
knocked us to the floor. I pulled her into me so tight she gasped,
opening her mouth, and inviting me in. She tasted so good I wanted
to devour every inch of her. The first to go was my shirt. Alex
moved her lips down my jaw, sucking lightly on my neck and then
moving her way across my chest, pulling tenderly on my nipple
rings, making me want to explode. She fell to her knees and started
to undo my pants.

Oh hell no.
I was not going to allow her to do this. She was
better than that. I bent down and pulled her to her feet by her
arms. She had a slight fearful expression, but her eyes shined with
excitement. I kissed her hard and deep then. My hands roamed every
inch of her skin, wanting to touch just any part of her. Her body
fell against mine, molding so perfectly with mine. Her lips were
like honey, the sweetest thing I have ever tasted. She managed to
undo my pants and slip her hand down the front. I thought my legs
would give out so I knew I needed to move us to the bed. I took a
step forward, pushing her back with me and causing her hand to push
harder on my junk. I let out a small grunt as my hands frantically
searched for the zipper of her dress. Unzipped, she took a step
back, and let the dress fall to her ankles. It was one of the
sexiest things I’ve ever seen.

I pulled her smooth, silky skin to mine,
spreading my fingers wide, caressing her sides as I made my way
down to her behind. I squeezed and lifted her off the ground. Her
long legs wrapped tightly around my waist. I eased her onto the bed
and begun to kiss her neck, tasting her sweet skin. I dragged my
lips across her chest and pressed a gentle kiss in between her
breasts. Goose bumps spread gingerly across her skin. I moved back
a little so I could get a full view of her body. I stiffened and
froze in place. I could feel her breathing heavy beneath me. When I
stopped she opened her eyes to look at me. “What’s wrong?” she
asked breathless.

I was afraid to open my mouth. Afraid I was
dreaming. Was I really that drunk?

I placed my hand on her side and closed my
eyes, hoping I wasn’t imagining this. I blinked and it was still
there. I tried not to freak out. I didn’t want to scare her away,
not when I finally found her. All this time she was right under my
nose. I laughed a little to myself. Alex looked at me strange. Of
course the girl of my dreams would end up being Alex. The one girl
in a million years that I would have thought it wouldn’t be. I
traced the ivy tattoo along her sides, lightly pressing my finger
to her tender skin. Her breaths came quick as my fingers reached
the lower part of her stomach where the tattoo stopped. “Poison
ivy,” I whispered, kissing the tip of the tattoo where it ended
just above her bikini area. I felt her suck in a breath and her
body tensed.

She sat up on her elbows, brows pulled tight
together. “What did you say?”

She reacted to my words. Did she remember? I
decided to test the waters and see how far I could go. “Your tattoo
reminds me of poison ivy. Toxic, yet beautiful, inviting, making
you want to touch even though you know the risk of getting hurt.” I
looked up into her wide eyes. The green in them was brighter than I
had ever seen. My hands danced their way up the other side and
underneath her breast, following the tattoo. “One touch and I’m
itching for more. Lips so dangerous one kiss could be deadly.” She
finally let out the breath she was holding. I stared up into her
hypnotizing green eyes looking for an answer, for some form of
truth.

She had a better game face than I did. She
showed no signs of remembering that night we shared together six
months ago. But yet something still told me she did. She responded
by slipping her hands behind my neck and lifting my face up to
hers. Her lips pressed roughly against mine, hungry for my kisses.
Her tongue slipped into my mouth making me grunt and want more. I
pressed my hips sharply into hers causing her to moan with
anticipation. Everything about her excited me in ways I never knew
were possible.

I wanted to make her moan and scream my
name. I wanted to show her just how good she made me feel by
allowing me to touch her. I cupped her breast and rubbed my thumb
over the red lace fabric. Her breath came heavy again and the
vibrations from the moans she let out exploded in my mouth. Wanting
to feel her young, perky breasts, I slid my hand under her bra and
cupped it tightly, surprised to find she too had her nipple
pierced. I was learning that she was filled with all kinds of
surprises.

With one hand I unclasped her bra and threw
it to the side, taking her breast into my mouth. I nibbled and
tugged lightly on her piercing. She ran her hands through my hair,
gasping. I rubbed my fingers over her damp undies. She gripped my
hair tighter. God it felt so good. Wanting so desperately to taste
her, I pushed her underwear aside, and flicked my tongue over her
most sensitive parts. The barbell I had through my tongue was a
nice added addition for most girls. As I stroked and licked I
flicked the ball of the ring against her clit. She arched her back
and gripped the sheets. I pressed in a finger. She was so wet I had
no problem slipping in a second one. She groaned.

“
Casper,” she gasped. I
worked my fingers and tongue simultaneously bringing her close to
climax. Her legs were shaking so I moved my fingers in and out
faster and pushing up to hit just the right spot. When she moaned
my name again and again I knew I did. The small noises she made
were turning me on so bad, but I didn’t want her to stop. She cried
out once, trying to mask it with her hand, and then her body
relaxed against the bed. I slipped my fingers out and wiped the
dampness on the sheet. I watched as her breathing began to steady.
Sweat was glistening across her forehead causing her hair to stick
to her face.

I gently pushed it away and cupped her cheek
with my hand. Her eyes were still closed but she was wearing a
satisfied smile. She turned her head ever so slightly, just enough
to kiss the palm of my hand. “How do you feel?” I knew she had
come, but I wanted to hear it from her lips.

“
Amazing,” she breathed,
opening her eyes. “Can you do that again?”

I chuckled. “I can do that all night
long.”

She smiled wide, reminding me how often I
ached to see that beautiful smile. “Good, but first, my turn.” She
sat up and pushed me over to my back. Her hands hooked onto my
pockets and yanked off my jeans. Then she straddled me, leaning
down to kiss my jaw and neck, grinding against my package as she
kissed each piece of my hot flesh. Even though there were two thin
layers of fabric between us the motion was enough to make me want
to burst. I moaned when her tongue flicked my hard nipples. She bit
down. I let out a tiny yelp. The small shock of pain was quickly
overcome by pleasure.

I didn’t stop her this time when she pulled
off my underwear and tickled the tip of my penis with her tongue. I
held my breath as she opened her mouth and devoured me. Her lips
were velvety soft and the inside of her mouth was warm and moist. I
tangled my fingers into her long, dark brown hair. I resisted the
urge to push her head down further. She needed no assistance. One
hand ran up my torso while the other gripped my cock, moving up and
down, twisting, and tightening. If I didn’t stop her soon I would
explode in her mouth. I had no qualms about letting her finish me
off, but I wanted to be inside her. I wanted to feel the wetness
between her legs and watch her face as I brought her to climax
again.

“
Alex,” I groaned. She
didn’t stop. “Alex.” She was determined to finish me off. I yanked
on her hair, pulling her away from me. She smiled wickedly and
licked her lips. This girl was going to be the death of me. I sat
up and kissed her so hard I thought I would bruise her precious
lips. She sucked lightly on my tongue, giving my piercing a tug. I
shoved her down on the bed and she bit her bottom lip. “You are so
beautiful.” I pushed her hair out of her face and just stared into
her eyes for a moment, lost in the sea of green. “I never wanted
someone as badly as I want you right now.”