Chapter 12

Alison

I woke up with noises coming from the hallway. I blinked several times as I got used to the sunlight coming through the curtains. I heard footsteps in the hallway, then the door to Axel’s room opening and closing. 

My brother hadn’t slept at home, I hadn’t even noticed, I just fell asleep. Axel probably slept outside because he didn’t want to see me because I disgusted him. I felt something bending inside me and closed my eyes, rubbing my face in the pillow. It just wasn’t my pillow. I opened my eyes and looked up as I met the angelic face of Miles sleeping blissfully next to me. 

I was almost completely lying on him, my head resting on his chest, a leg entwined with his as he wrapped me in his arms. Strangely I didn’t feel any discomfort, not what usually happened when I woke up with him in my bed and found myself forced to kick him out. 

No, at that moment I felt calm, as in peace with myself.

I remembered the words Miles had said to me the night before. Everyone, including my parents, thought I was your cold person, with no feelings, everyone but him. Miles had hope in me, that hope that I lost as time went on. Miles loved me, he told me a thousand times over the years, I knew it all along, but last night had another effect.

For the first time, I had the desire, almost the need, to tell him that I reciprocated. But did I really do it? 

I felt too what he felt for me? I wasn’t sure. I couldn’t recognize it.

For many, too many years I had taken refuge from emotions. I had seen everyone around me suffer, everyone. Even Mom and Dad when they quarreled. Aunt Jess when she was sick with Uncle Andrew, and finally when Melanie’s parents had lost Melanie. When she’d been gone for a whole week and turned up, dead.

Why get attached to people if you end up suffering all the time? People don’t last forever. One day they are there and the next day, poof, they disappear into thin air. They vanish as if they never existed and what we have left is just suffering.

I was ten years old. I remember crying for weeks, going to the park for weeks, waiting for her like I always did, like when we ran and played to be princesses, but she didn’t come, because she was gone.

One day you’re there and the other you’re gone and it’s the people connected to you who are suffering and I don’t want to suffer. I don’t want to feel that hole in my chest again, I don’t want to feel what I felt anymore.

I watched Miles sleep, he was so handsome and relaxed that I couldn’t stop my hand from brushing his hair against his forehead. At that moment I wanted to love him, I wanted to love him with all my heart, but love doesn’t last forever and sooner or later he would leave too, leaving me alone with another hole in my chest, because I knew there was no other person in the world who could do me as much good as harm as Miles could.

I knew it would be my greatest joy, but I also knew that, in the event of it ending badly, I would be destroyed and I didn’t want to risk it. Maybe I was a coward or just trying to protect myself, but I couldn’t.

Even though Miles had proven to me over and over how much he cared about me, how I only existed to him, and how much he loved me but still I couldn’t risk it.

Miles sighed and moved, I put my hand on his chest, as he opened his eyes slowly, showing his green irises, they were that color that day, it meant he was relaxed.

When he was tense his eyes became dark, when he was angry they became gray as clouds before a storm, while when relaxed they became my favorite color: green.

She stared at the ceiling for a second and then looked down at me, then smiled softly when she noticed I was awake. My heart flipped slightly at that view. He was so beautiful.

Miles moved and lay on his side so we could look into each other’s eyes.

"Good morning," he said cheerfully.

"To what do I owe all this joy?" I asked frowning.

"I woke up in your arms, it’s a nice way to wake up," he said, passing a hand over his still sleepy face.

I swirled my eyes and caressed his calf with my heel as I closed my eyes and breathed deeply. His perfume intoxicated my senses and relaxed me. Maybe just for that day, I could let go, it wouldn’t hurt, just one day and then everything would be back to normal.

I felt his hand touching my cheek and I leaned to that touch, breathing deeply and letting my whole body relax. His lips brushed mine, in a light touch as if he was asking my permission to kiss me and I leaned forward. Immediately he joined our mouths in a kiss, sweet and innocent, very distant from the other kisses we had given each other. His lips moved slowly against mine as his hand slid through my hair, moving my head as he liked. A groan ran from my lips and he took the opportunity to stick his tongue, colliding with mine. The kiss from sweet and sensual immediately turned into voracious and passionate, as if we hadn’t kissed in weeks.

From my mouth I had more moans and Miles moved, lying on top of me as he opened my legs and rubbed himself against me. I took my mouth off his and threw my head between the pillows as he pounced on my neck.

I felt his cock get hard and collide with my center pounding, wanting him.

I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him down, where I desired his mouth. Miles looked at me with a mocking smile as he came down, caressing my body with his hands. He came to my leggings and in two simple moves he took them off with my panties, throwing them to the ground.

I stuck my fingers in his red hair as his face bent over my throbbing pussy. I spread my legs even wider and groaned when I felt his tongue. He licked me completely to the clitoris as his hands slid under my shirt and lifted it up, revealing my skin, until he grabbed a breast, clutching a nipple between his fingers as his tongue began to work its magic.

He began to fuck me with his mouth, sticking his tongue inside and moving it with skill while I groaned and moved my hips nonstop. His tongue was banging me nonstop and I was seeing the stars, but I didn’t want to come, no. I wanted to have him in my mouth, I wanted to feel his cum coming down my throat.

So I grabbed his hair and pulled him up. Miles interrupted the assault on my pussy and let himself be carried away, his lips were soiled with my humidity and only that vision threatened to make me come.

I squeezed him between my legs and I flipped over, and I ended up on top of him. I bent down slowly, my hair cascading down over him, then kissed him passionately as my fingers loosened his pants quickly, Miles lifted my pelvis, allowing me to slightly lower them and pull out his hard cock.

I took off from his mouth and came down, kissing his neck and passing his mouth over his shirt, lifting it slightly before devoting all my attention to his hard cock.

I licked my lips looking at him in all his magnificence, there was no cock more beautiful than Miles’s, not that I had other experiences, there had always been only him.

I passed my hand the whole length when a deep groan came from the next room. I frowned and looked at the wall that divided my room from Axel’s.

"Is he with someone?" Miles asked alarmed, "He was going out with Megan last night," he said, pulling himself on his elbows.

"No, he’s alone, he’s probably sawing himself on a blonde’s picture," I said, drawing attention to his dick.

I bent down and gave him the tip, leaving every thought of anything surrounding us outside. Miles groaned and threw himself back on the bed. Proud of myself I surrounded him with my mouth and pushed him deeper into my mouth, feeling the tip touch my throat and almost suffocating as streams of drool trickled down my chin.

I breathed through my nose and began to move my head up and down, fucking him with my mouth and tongue while Miles was a chaos of pleasure beneath me, moaning relentlessly and grabbing at the blankets.

I felt him growing inside my mouth and I knew he was close to orgasm, so I moved more slowly, letting my tongue work around his bat.

Suddenly Miles pulled himself up and came out of my mouth, pushing me to my knees, I saw him kneeling in front of me, grabbing his dick with his hand while the other one was shoved into my hair. He took a handful and pushed my head against his dick, making me meet the thrust of his pelvis, putting his dick completely in my mouth and making me choke. I cried and groaned at the feeling of him inside my mouth. 

Without wasting time Miles began to fuck my mouth with force, pushing fiercely inside me and I got completely wet at the thought of having it inside my pussy like that. 

He pushed his pelvis and at the same time moved my head to meet his every push, he felt it grow and grow inside me until he stiffened, pushed his dick one last time into my mouth, and froze, the tip in his throat as he came with a guttural scream, Spraying his hot cum right down my throat. I couldn’t swallow it all, and part of it came out of my mouth, but I didn’t care. 

I opened my eyes and I saw him, in all his glory with his rigid body, his head thrown backward, his arms outstretched that held my head still while emptying completely into my throat. When he emptied himself completely he relaxed, and let go of my hair and let go. Slowly I started to get it out of my mouth as I finished cleaning it up, my eyes closed and enjoying the feeling of him on my tongue.

When I left him I opened my eyes and I met his, darkened by the desire that they looked at me carefully.

He pulled me up and tore my shirt off before throwing me on the bed, knelt between my legs and took off his shirt before grabbing his dick and pumping it a couple of times, making it hard again.

He grabbed a leg under my knee and lifted it as he lay on top of me, carrying my leg up to my chest, spreading me for him. With his free hand, he grabbed his dick and felt him rubbing the tip against my completely wet entrance. I put my hands on his shoulders and approached him to take a lip between his teeth and pull it slightly. 

I left him, and I passed my tongue over his lips, licking them while he kept teasing me. I looked him right in the eye as he opened his mouth and pulled out his tongue to meet her with mine, and I turned him around again and then I surrounded his tongue with my lips, beginning to suck it as I had done just before with his cock and he moaned as he moved his hips and pushed inside me, stretching me for him completely.

Miles wasted no time and began to push relentlessly inside me, slamming his balls against my skin and making me throw my head into the pillow as I groaned nonstop, without restraining myself.

He opened my leg even wider, penetrating me deeper until he opened it to the side. He took the other leg and did the same, putting me completely at his mercy. I lifted my arms and grabbed the headboard as I watched, our tongues glued, eyes open, lost in each other.

Suddenly he pulled his mouth out of mine and lifted himself up on his knees, grabbed my hips, and pushed me against him, encountering his next ferocious push that made me scream. I grabbed the pillow under me and started wriggling while Miles was fucking me with ferocity, as I liked. 

He moved a hand from my side to my breast and squeezed it as I felt my body go to pieces and come nonstop around him, shouting his name, until my lungs burned. Miles kept moving, riding my orgasm, until my body relaxed.

He then came out of me and flipped me over on the bed, ended up lying on my stomach while he slapped me on the ass, causing me to groan.

He stroked me at the spot where he had struck me then I felt his fingers brushing against my back opening. I leaned on my elbows and turned my head to look at him in time to see how he stuck two fingers in his mouth and licked them, his tongue lubricating them before he shoved them into my ass, slowly opening me to make room for his next move. I groaned in the heat that only he caused me, while with his free hand he grabbed his dick and rubbed it against my pussy, lubricating it from my liquids, and then pushing it towards my butt. He took off his fingers and leaned over me as he shoved the tip of his dick into my ass. He grabbed my hair and turned my head to make my lips collide with his as he pushed hard into me. 

My eyes rolled and I groaned as he began to push relentlessly, kissing me with fury. 

His pubis slammed against my butt as his balls popped at every push against my wet, throbbing pussy, making me quiver and climb closer and closer to orgasm.

He peeled off my lips and I turned my head, closing my eyes and enjoying the feeling of him fucking my ass violently and moaning in my ear, his mouth close to my lobe, his warm breath tickling my skin, It made me shiver all over my body even though I was completely hot.

I pushed my butt against every push and it felt like the orgasm was coming back, it stiffened all over my body and Miles started pushing even faster, with even more fury, it felt like he wanted to open me in two and I was loving that feeling, I wanted him to open me in two, I wanted him to own my body, just him.

I groaned fiercely when the orgasm hit me completely, like a river in full, my mouth wide open. Miles laid a hand on my forehead and violently pulled my head back and brushed my open mouth with his as he pushed one last time and came fiercely inside me, a low groan came out of his mouth, a groan that reverberated all over my body as it emptied inside of me, so much so that I was sure that some of his sperm had come out and covered my butt, I could feel it running over my skin.

When both our bodies had calmed down, Miles came out of me and threw himself on the bed. The soft and wet dick, the chest reddened and covered with sweat. I lay down on the bed, lying on my belly, completely wet with sweat, my hair had stuck to my skin, but I was satisfied, God if I was.

I looked at the time on the alarm clock next to Miles. He’d been fucking me for two hours, and even though my body was full, I still wanted more.

I stretched out a hand and I passed it on his chest, brushing it with the nails up to go down along the abdomen, touching his pubis.

Miles looked at me frowning and I gave him a mischievous smile before I got up and went to the bathroom, my legs trembled and they were bad but it didn’t matter. Miles immediately understood and followed me, his body overpowered me as he pushed me against the sink and bent me over it, the cock already hard and ready for action, a moan of anticipation slipped from my lips and I met his look through the mirror while he smiled at me and pushed two fingers inside me.