Then Came Alexandra Page 13

  When she got off work, it was late, almost midnight. She was depressed about her day at work and there was one person she wanted to talk to. She turned on her cell phone, disregarded all the messages, and called Blaise.

  “Alexandra.” He always said her name in a special way, like it belonged to him. She liked hearing it.

  “Hey.”

  “What’s wrong?”

  She was surprised he understood her emotions from a single word. “I had a bad day.”

  “Tell me about it.”

  “Can you come over?”

  “Of course,” he said. “Are you hungry?”

  “Yeah.”

  “I’ll bring something.”

  “Thanks.”

  “Do you need a ride?”

  She sighed. “I really need to get a car.”

  “It’s not like the big city,” he said. “I’ll be there soon.”

  “Okay.” She hung up and stood in the parking lot, waiting for him to arrive.

  After he picked her up, they drove back to her house. He placed his arm around her shoulders, and she rested her head against his chest. Nothing was said on the drive home. She just enjoyed being held by him. The simple touch made her stress more bearable.

  They arrived at the house then walked into the warehouse.

  “I got Mexican food,” he said. “I hope you like burritos.”

  “Who doesn’t like burritos?” she said with a smile. She walked up the ladder and he joined her a moment later. They opened the boxes and ate across from each other.

  “So, what happened?” he asked.

  She sighed then told him the whole story.

  “Why is this a bad story?” he asked. “You handed his ass to him.”

  “It bothers me that he got so mad when I was just trying to help. He shouldn’t care about his pride or going through patients like a pile of paperwork. He should care about the well-being of the patient, nothing else.”

  Blaise stared at her. “You should be a nurse, Alexandra. You were made to do it.”

  She shook her head. “Working as a tech and catching mistakes isn’t the same thing as being a nurse.”

  He sighed. “Baby, you’re a great nurse. If anything, being a tech is a disservice to the people. You should be pushing the meds, not making phone calls and putting in orders.”

  “I don’t want to talk about this anymore.” She picked at her food then pushed it aside.

  “You know I would never lie to you to make you feel better.”

  She didn’t look at him. “I know.”

  “And I don’t think you should be a nurse.”

  She looked at him, her eyebrow raised. “What?”

  “You should be a doctor.”

  Alexandra laughed. “Yeah right.”

  “I’m being serious.”

  “No way.”

  “Why not?”

  She shrugged. “If I can’t be a nurse, I definitely can’t be a doctor.”

  He rolled his eyes. “Alexandra, you are a great nurse. Stop saying you aren’t. And you actually care about the patients. We need compassionate physicians, not people who take shortcuts.”

  “Blaise, I didn’t call you so we could argue all night.”

  He put his food aside. “Okay. What did you call me for?”

  “So you would hold me and kiss me.”

  He sighed. “I’m not doing a very good job.”

  “No.”

  He came beside her then held her to his chest. He planted a kiss on her forehead. “I’m sorry you had a bad day.”

  “Thank you.” She wrapped her arm around his waist and listened to him breathe.

  “How was school?”

  “It was okay. Nothing too interesting happened.”

  His voice turned cold. “Did Gabe bother you?”

  “He’s my friend. He never bothers me.”

  Blaise didn’t comment to that.

  “How was your day?”

  He immediately thought of the ordeal with Danielle. “Just as uninteresting.”

  “How’s your cotton doing?”

  “It’s too soon to tell.”

  “Has your uncle bothered you?”

  “No,” he said. “But now my brother wants to do the deal too. I’m related to money hungry idiots.”

  “There are a lot of those, unfortunately.”

  He kissed her forehead again. “I’m glad I found someone who’s nothing like that.”

  “Me too.” She squeezed him tighter.

  “Are you feeling better?”

  “Yeah. Why?”

  “Because I would love to have a hot make out session with you.”

  She smiled. “I’d like that.”

  He cupped her face and kissed her, moving her to the blanket on top of the hay. He was immediately aggressive and domineering, devouring her like he hadn’t had a taste in years. Alexandra loved the way he kissed her. It was like he needed her, for now and for always. Just the feel of his lips against her told her how much he cared for her. She felt safe with him, like he’d never hurt her. As long as she had him, anything else that came her way would be resolved.

  The longer they kissed, the more she wanted him. She imagined how he looked with his shirt off, chiseled and carved. She grabbed the hem of his shirt and tugged it off. He held up his arms and allowed it to come loose.

  Alexandra stared up at him, admiring the perfect physique. It was even better than she imagined. The grooves of his stomach were sharp as stones. His chest was wide and prominent, thick and solid like a slab of limestone. She sat up and kissed his chest, tasting him. He watched her, desire in his eyes. She trailed her lips down to his happy trail then back up.

  Blaise moved her back down to the blanket and kissed her again. He didn’t remove her shirt or her pants. Alexandra was slightly disappointed by the chivalry, but she was thankful she got to feel his perfect torso. The sight of it made her hotter than she already was.

  She had always been conservative in regards to her sex life. The only partner she had was Paul, and they had been dating for almost a year before they finally slept together. While Alexandra didn’t think pre-marital sex was wrong, she didn’t think sex should be had unless she was in love with the person. Only a month had passed since she met Blaise, but she was certain she did love him. It was quick, but time had no relevance to her. She waited months before she fell in love with Paul, and their love relationship had died because of his infidelity. She didn’t need to waste time figuring out how she felt for Blaise. The connection was innate and powerful. It didn’t make any sense but that didn’t make it untrue. She reached for his jeans to unbutton them but he pulled her hands away, pinning them above her head. He continued kissing her like he hadn’t rejected her.

  Alexandra wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer to her, not wanting to let him ago. She pulled her hands away then glided her nails down his back, making him moan. Her hands returned to his jeans but he pulled them away again. Now she felt hurt. Maybe Blaise didn’t feel the same way. She was in love with him, but maybe that feeling wasn’t mutual.

  He pulled away and placed his forehead against hers. “It’s not that I don’t want you,” he said through his heavy breathing.

  “Then what?”

  There seemed to be pain in his eyes, like he was hiding something.

  Alexandra didn’t want to know what it was. “I want you.”

  He kissed her forehead. “I’ve never been more in the mood in my life.”

  “Yeah…”

  The anticipation disappeared and he grabbed her shirt and pulled it off. After he tossed it aside, he kissed her stomach, his tongue gliding across the skin. Alexandra moaned while she watched him. Their foreplay was so juvenile but she was burning for him, already ready to explode.

  Blaise moved his lips to her neck and undid her bra at the same time. It happened so quickly, she hadn’t noticed. It loosened and slipped off, revealing her breasts.

  He stopped and stared
at them, the desire bright in his eyes. “Mmm…”

  The sound made her legs shake.

  Blaise put her nipple in his mouth and sucked gently, his other large hand groping her breast.

  Alexandra was so hot, she was in pain. Her head rolled back while she bit her lip. “Blaise…”

  He pulled away then pressed his face close to hers. “I like hearing that.” His hand touched her stomach then slowly glided down to the top of her jeans. She bit her lip while she watched him. Her legs opened automatically, waiting to feel him. When his fingers touched her clitoris, she moaned loudly. He stared at her, watching her whimper.

  His fingers moved in a circular motion, making her hips move slightly every few seconds. Then he moved his fingers to her entrance. Alexandra grabbed his shoulders then kissed him, wanting to devour him now that he set her on fire. He moved his fingers inside her, making her moan louder than normal.

  “Oh…”

  “You’re wet, Alexandra.”

  She grabbed his neck and kissed him.

  The longer he fingered her, the louder his moans became. His breathing increased and sweat dripped down his neck. He pulled his hand away then unbuttoned the top of her jeans, not breaking their kiss. His large hand grabbed the back of her jeans and yanked them off. She lifted her hips slightly, eager to get rid of them.

  When they were off, he pulled away and stared at her body. “Oh my fucking god.” His eyes shined with burning desire. His hands moved across her body, feeling every inch of her. Blaise moved between her knees then kissed her inner thighs.

  The feel of his lips in such an intimate place made her moan.

  He stared at her while he kissed her.

  Alexandra watched him, aroused by the beautiful man pleasing her in such a profound way. His hands fingered the lace of her thong, pulling it off slowly. When he moved it to her thighs, he bit the crotch and pulled them off with his teeth.

  That only increased the burn between her legs.

  He lowered himself then kissed her lower stomach, slowly moving to the apex of her thighs. She gripped his hair, quiet sighs escaping her lips. When his lips finally made contact with her clitoris, she practically screamed.

  His tongue slid inside her, moving in and out. His thumb rubbed her clitoris.

  She bit her lip. “Blaise…”

  He increased his ministrations.

  Alexandra already felt her body give out. The buildup started in her stomach, growing and expanding as it reached her center, her thighs, and her entire body. It was a slow burn, like the dying embers in a fire, but then it exploded in a crescendo, making her lose all control of her faculties. “Blaise…fuck.”

  His thumb moved harder. He stared at her, watching the orgasm rock her entire body.

  “God…yes.” Alexandra dug her nails into his hair. “Blaise.” When the orgasm finally started to recede, her head rolled back and she closed her eyes, coming down from her high.

  Blaise climbed on top of her then kissed her neck, his hand gliding over her body.

  She grabbed the top of his jeans and unbuttoned them. When she pulled them down, she saw the huge bulge in his boxers. It was twitching, begging her to please him. His breathing was deep and heavy. He was panting.

  She rolled him to his back then straddled him.

  Blaise’s eyes widened. The need in his eyes was difficult not to notice. His chest was rising and falling at a quick rate.

  Alexandra grabbed the rim of his boxers then pulled him down. When his large cock popped out, she gasped. “Oh yeah…”

  His eyes brightened at her approval.

  She stared at the enlarged tip and stared at the vein that ran up the base. It was impressive in its length and its girth. She licked her lips instinctively.

  Blaise moaned while he watched her.

  “I wanted to go down on you but now I want him inside me.”

  “Fuck,” he said with a deep breath. His cock twitched. “That almost made me come.”

  She crawled up his chest and kissed him. His arm wrapped around her waist and grabbed onto her, controlling her. She grabbed his cock then ran her fingers down the base. “Do you have a condom?”

  “No,” he said in frustration. “I was hoping you were on the pill.”

  “I was.” The intense desire circulating through her almost made her want to do it anyway and take a chance. She took a deep breath then kissed his chest, moving down to his cock.

  He moaned as he watched her.

  She grabbed the base then inserted the tip into her mouth. She sucked it gently then rubbed her tongue over the tip, tasting the juice that started to seep out.

  “Fuck, you’re good at that.”

  She pushed him all the way inside, his tip moving to the back of her throat.

  “How are you doing this right now…?”

  Alexandra used her hand to rub his base, her mouth moving with it.

  His hand gripped the back of her neck, moving with her. His breathing was heavy, and gasps continued to escape his lips. His leg would shake slightly, like he was trying not to let himself fall apart. “Damn…” He stiffened when his moment overcame him.

  Alexandra felt him squirt in the back of her throat, filling her with his hot stickiness. Judging by the intense sounds he was making, he hadn’t gotten a blow job in a long time. She licked his tip, making sure she got everything before she finished.

  Blaise stared her, adoration and exhaustion both flooding his face. He grabbed her and pulled her to his chest. “That was fucking amazing.”

  “You’re good too.”

  “Well, eating your pussy is heaven.”

  “So was sucking your cock.”

  He took a deep breath. “You’re so hot when you talk like that.”

  She trailed her fingers down his stomach, feeling the valleys of muscle.

  “I should probably get going,” he said with a sigh. “Even though I’d rather not.”

  “Me too.”

  He kissed her forehead then held her for a moment. “You’re my everything, Alexandra.”

  She was touched by the emotional words. “You’re everything to me.”

  He kissed her lips gently then pulled away. Blaise dressed himself while she watched him. She did the same a moment later. He looked disappointed that she had her clothes on again. They walked down the ladder then headed to the porch. Blaise held her hand until they reached the door.

  “Goodnight,” he said as he hugged her.

  “Goodnight.”

  “Call me if you need anything.”

  “I will.”

  “I’ll see you in the morning.”

  Alexandra looked at him. “I think I can take care of the field on my own now. The planting is over.”

  “No, it’s okay.”

  “Blaise, really. I have it down.”

  “It’s not your responsibility.”

  “And it’s not yours either.” She stared at him. “If I need help, I’ll call you.”

  “You’re my girlfriend. I take care of you.”

  Her eyes softened. “I’m your girlfriend?”

  “What did you think you were?”

  “I thought we were just dating.”

  He eyed her. “Do you try to have sex with guys you are just dating?”

  His words stung. “No.”

  Blaise continued to stare. “How many guys have you slept with?”

  “Wow. You just became an asshole real quick.”

  He sighed. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that.”

  “How else could you have possibly meant that?”

  Blaise ran his fingers through his hair. “I want to make love to you, Alexandra, feel the inside of you. But I can’t do that unless I mean something to you…it would kill me if I didn’t.”

  She grabbed his hand. “You mean more than something, Blaise.”

  He breathed a sigh of relief.

  “And I’ve slept with one person my whole life. You can guess who it was.”

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nbsp; Blaise nodded. “I just—I feel like girls want to sleep with me because of my abilities and my money, not for who I am. I guess I’m just sensitive to that topic.”

  Alexandra didn’t like the sound of that. He was obviously experienced. She didn’t want to know what his number was.

  Blaise stared at her, waiting for her to ask.

  She decided it was better left unsaid. She kissed him on the cheek. “I’ll see you later.”

  “Can I take you to dinner tomorrow?”

  “I’m your girlfriend. You can take me to dinner whenever you want.” She winked at him then walked inside. “Just make sure you bring condoms next time.”

  His cock hardened then twitched.

  21

  Danielle’s mother had suffered severe trauma, but she would survive the crash. That was good news. The bad news was, Danielle was more of an emotional wreck than she was before.

  Unfortunately, Blaise would see her everyday. There was no way around it. He would always cross paths with her, whether she was leaving for the hospital or coming home.

  When he walked into his office and retrieved the bookkeeping files from Alexandra, she walked in, her eyes already watering.

  She sat in the chair facing his desk. “The doctors said she’ll be able to walk again, but it’ll be a lot of physical therapy to get her to that point.”

  Even though Blaise hated Danielle, he knew he had to be compassionate. Her parents had always been nice to him, even when they thought he knocked up their daughter. But then again, they probably just wanted Danielle to marry him so they could take a cut of his profits. Either way, he wasn’t completely cold. “That’s good news.”

  “Good news?” she asked incredulously.

  He took a deep breath. “That crash could have easily killed her. It’s a miracle she didn’t die. And it’s even more astounding they she’ll be able to walk again. I know your mom is in pain, but she’s a very lucky woman.”