I parked across the street from his house so he wouldn’t see my car when he pulled into the driveway. This night had finally come; I could hold him in my arms…he could touch me. I was his and he was mine. I sighed in delight and relished in the fact that I probably had a good 20 minutes before he got home. I checked my face in the mirror only to realize that it was tear-stained.

     Jesus.

     I retrieved my make-up bag from my duffel and touched it up, lightly dusting powder over my face and slicking on the lip gloss I knew he loved. I collected everything I needed and sprinted across the street, scrambling to the back door (he
always hid the spare key under one of the pots) knowing he wouldn’t come through that way. I punched in the code to the alarm and reset it as I admired the new look of the house, before making my way to the master bedroom. 

     I stood in the doorway of the room as I searched for the light switch. When the lights came on, I was surprised to find a brand new king-sized bed made of gorgeous, dark cherry wood.

     Oh wow…this is gonna be fun!

     Opening my bag, I pulled out the few scented candles I’d brought, lighted them and placed them in various sections of the bedroom. Then, I undressed and found the push-up bra (not like I needed it…) and low-rise thong lingerie set I’d
bought. I knew he would love it since my usual bedtime attire consisted of a cute tank top and hotpant-style panties. I grabbed my favorite perfume and sprayed it, stepping into
the cloud of mist; once everything was ready (including myself) I went to switch the lights off and I heard the front door unlock. Smiling, I climbed onto the bed.

***

     Damn…traffic from the Rose Bowl’s a fuckin’ bitch! Why the hell did I decide to stay for the entire show?! Dude!

     It ended at 11 and it took me an hour and a half to get home…but it was a good show. I mean, for our first performance as a group in almost two years...

     God, how many bags did I bring? Oh good! Almost
to the top…c’mon Bone, just three more steps to go, buddy…. I can’t wait to take a long, hot ba--- why the hell are there lights coming from my room?

***

     “Welcome home, baby,” I purred.

     Alex stared at me: his mouth slightly agape and his bags thrown on the floor. He was so adorable and I couldn’t help but giggle."You just gonna stand there and look at me?”

     A huge, boyish grin spread over his face and he happily walked over to the bed and climbed on top of me. His knees rested at my sides, his dark eyes took in my every curve; as if he were trying to memorize me. He hovered over me and whispered, “You’re beautiful.”

     Before I could blink, his lips were on mine. He tasted so good that I could’ve died happy right then: his lips were soft; his kisses were tender, his breathing slow…. I reached for his face, but he sat up and his eyes narrowed.

     “What’s wrong, sweetie?”

     “Did you talk to Nick?” Alex asked in a soft, but serious tone.
 
     “No.”

     “Wh---”

     “He let me go, Alex.”

     He looked at me quizzically.“What are you talking about? You just said you didn’t talk to him.”

     His eyes bore into mine…he wanted a straight answer and I had to deliver one. I sighed and ran my fingers through his short, thick hair (which he had proudly dyed leopard print).
 
     “Right before he left, he said he had something to tell me. I was planning on ending everything right then, but before I could bring it up, he ended it for me.”

     Alex’s eyebrows suddenly rose and I laughed because I knew what he was thinking. 

     “He said, and I quote: ‘You need to be with AJ and I want you to be happy.’”

     “Really?”

     I nodded. What had happened earlier wasn’t on the “Nick Carter Resumé”; he had never been the dumper. So it was only natural for Alex to be in disbelief.

     Alex laced his fingers with mine, “So we’re okay?” His voice was small.

     “Would I be here if we weren’t?”

     He smiled.

     I pulled him back to me and he ran his tongue over my lips. I opened my mouth slightly, letting him in all while capturing his bottom lip for a split second before completely surrendering my mouth to his passion. His pelvis stirred and grinded against mine as he kisses became more passionate and I could feel the wetness build between my thighs…

***

     Chanel’s mind began to spin wildly as Alex’s lips moved from hers, to alternating between her neck and chest. His hands cupped her breasts and massaged them through
the material of her bra, making her moan. She flipped him over so that she was on top of him…she could feel his cock getting harder from beneath her. She reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it off before hovering over his waist and fumbling with his belt buckle, removing his jeans and boxer-briefs in
one fluid motion. 
  
     She found herself completely mesmerized at the sight of his naked body: the movement of his chest as he breathed, how his muscles rippled from within his skin. Every inch of him was so perfect; she’d never let him leave his bed again. Straddling him, she brought her mouth to his dark nipple and pulled the
flesh between her teeth. The sensations made Alex cry out in both pain and pleasure as Chanel continue to milk him with her tongue. He watched her…the way she loved his body…and his heart overflowed with love. He wanted to make love to this woman until their bodies completely gave out.

     So, he grabbed her waist and pulled her to him, capturing her lips in a heated, passionate duel and when she broke the kiss, he was on top of her. Their deep brown eyes locked and their lips met yet again. He reached for the straps of her bra, pushed them off her shoulders, and with a flick of his wrist, her breasts were freed from their confinement. And somehow, her thong had come off during that kiss too…she never figured out how he did it. Alex looked at her face: her cheeks were flushed and her eyes drowned in love.

     “I love you so much, Chanel,” he whispered in her ear, tracing it with his tongue and kissing a trail of butterfly kisses to valley between her breasts. His mouth worked on her
sensitive skin, his tongue running circles over her erect nipples, suckling them as though he had not fed himself in days. He was tender, gentle, yet his desire was unmistakable and with an occasional tug of his teeth, her hips would
push against his erection and his name became the only word running through her mind and out her lips.  She let out a soft, needy moan as his lips continued on their path…lower and lower. Chanel watched him slide down the bed, he parted
her legs, and without breaking eye contact he kissed her inner thigh. His tongue darted out to taste her; he opened her with his fingers. Gently, he kissed her thigh, kissing a path of wet kisses to her moist center.

     “Alex,” she moaned.

     He lightly flicked his tongue over her swollen flesh and small moans escaped her throat. A finger made it’s way inside her body, his tongue swirling within her over and over. His eyes held hers until she could no longer refuse the waves of
pleasure darting threw her and her head flew back. She was completely helpless to this man’s love. A second finger joined the first, the pair moving faster, moving in rhythm with his tongue. She became closer to her release with every stroke
of his long, slender fingers and with every wet kiss of tongue. His lips enclosed themselves around her clit and he sucked it languidly. She let out a whine as she arched her back off the bed, entangling her fingers in his hair, bringing him closer to her center. His free hand rested on her hip, trying to control her all the while. 

     “Alex…”

     His tongue moved deep within her; he could no longer control her; she felt that all to familiar stirring from inside her and her body began to shake as an unbelievable orgasm washed over her. He felt her on his fingers; he tasted her sweet juices on his tongue and lapped up all she had to offer.

***

     I opened my eyes to find his milk chocolate ones staring back at me from between my legs. I watched his full lips curl into a smile as he moved up my body. I was met with a deep kiss. He buried his head in the crook of my neck and kissed it
softly. His throbbing length rested against my hip.

     “Your turn, baby,” I said.

     “My turn can wait,” he whispered.

      I shifted my hip against him, and he groaned in my ear. I smiled.“Sure it can.”

     I reached between us and wrapped my hand around his cock, stroking it gently. 

     “Good, God,” he groaned, his hips thrusted into mine.

     I pushed him onto his back and lowered my mouth to his chest, licking and savoring each hard nub once again before moving down his body. I stopped at his navel, kissing it, and tracing the tattoo with my tongue. When I reached his pelvic bone, I covered it in soft, wet kisses…just a little further south….  I thumbed the oozing, dark head of his penis and his back arched slightly off the bed. His forehead creased into a hard ‘V’ and a soft cry escaped his throat as I slowly tightened my grip.
 
     “You like this?” I purred, kissing his navel.

     He nodded.

     “Look at me, Alexander.”

     His eyes flew open and his breathing was ragged…shallow. I took the tip of him into my mouth and he inhaled sharply. The once quiet whisper of my name had become a lusty moan as my mouth sucked his head and my hand concentrated on his
length. He thrusted himself into my mouth and I took more of him in…. I slowly continued to suck him…he was close….

     “Wait…” he rasped. “Stop…”

     I let him slip from my mouth; my eyes questioned his words. 
     “Something wrong?”
     He sat up and smirked that smirk, the one that made me instantly wet with anticipation.

    “C’mere, baby,” he whispered.

     He took me into his arms, I placed tiny kisses on his lips. He put his hands on my face and his tongue roamed my mouth…his throbbing erection teased my thigh.

     “I love you,” I breathed…I needed him. 

     “Baby…I love you.”

     He slowly began to grind his hips against my thigh, pressing his lips against mine, his teeth tugged on my lower lip as he pushed me onto my back. I knew he couldn’t take it anymore, and neither could I. He had that look in his eyes. I wrapped my legs around his waist; he took my hands, our fingers interlocked as he positioned himself at my opening. He slowly slid the head of his penis into me; I moaned softly as he met me with a slow, sensuous kiss.

     Our breathing began to match, my hands moved to his shoulders, his under my body and down to my hips. His hips pushed into me and when I tightened my walls around him, his entire length pushed inside my body; I rocked my hips against him. Slowly, painfully slow, he began to match my rhythm, pressing his nose against mine. The only sounds in the room were the sounds of our bodies moving, the soft gasps and moans, the heavy breathing. His hands held my hips as his began to thrust faster at their own will. He kissed my breasts, the base of my throat, my chin, and finally, my mouth.

     “Chanel,” he moaned.

     The way he said my name sent shivers down my body.

     “Chanel, baby, I love you…” His breath came in gasps, his length moved deeper within me.
 
     “Al---”

     My words caught in my throat as my body trembled beneath him and my insides clenched tight around his length. He swelled within me as his movements became faster…deeper…he emptied himself inside me with a loud cry. We kept rocking our hips against each other until our bodies were unable to move…. He lowered himself against me and I snuggled against him, softly kissing his lips before he pulled out of my body with a soft groan. Alex looked up at me, resting his head on my breast and wrapping his leg around me. I ran my hand over his chest, looking down at him, I smiled.

     “What are you thinkin’?” I asked.

     “Well,” he said softly. “If this is how I’m going to be greeted when I come home from now on…I think I could get very used to it,” He flashed me a teasing smirk and I laughed.

     “Baby, at this rate…I don’t think I’ll be able to walk for days…”

     He kissed me tenderly, causing a soft moan to elicit from my throat.“Good,” he whispered.

     “Oh, you’re bad…” I replied, playfully.

     He laughed and kissed me again.

     “I love you, Alex.”

     “I love you, baby girl…”

     He lifted his head from my breast and licked my nipple slowly…it was going to be a long weekend….