《Falling In Love With My Sugar Mommy》Twenty two
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Alexa's POV
"Uhh- uhm come in" I signal for her to come In the house and she looks down at her feet and walks passed me in the house.
As she walks in I close the door and accidentally look down at her ass I immediately avert my eyes elsewhere.
She walks right into my living room, seeming to remember where it was from last time she was here.
She sits down on one side of the larger sofa and I sit on the other side, not knowing if I can handle being so close to her and not being able to touch her or cares her beautiful face.
She clears her throat and for the first time since she arrived she looks at me, I smile a little and she doesn't smile back so my smile falters without me even realizing it.
I sigh knowing its gonna be a long talk,"how about, you ask questions and I'll answer them all without questioning and than vise a versa?" She seems to think about it for a moment and than she nods.
"Okay, why did you try to contact me and than all of a sudden tell me not to contact you anymore?" What is she talking about?
"I tried contacting you cause I care a lot about you and also I don't know what you mean by me telling you not to contact me anymore"
She unlocks her phone and starts typing some stuff in and than hands me her phone, "what the..."
There are messages saying "don't contact me, I don't wanna hear about you anymore?"
"I swear I didn't write that, it must've been someone else"
"Well who else knows your password?"
"Only bianca but... she wouldn't have done that" she looks at me like I'm dumb "I hope she didn't"
"Okay... so you really didn't say any of that?"
"No, I promise"
"Okay, you can ask me some stuff while I think a little abt what else I want to ask"
"Okay..." I start to think a little, "why did you move away without even telling me anything?"
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"Because you didn't come back to me, I knew you didn't care about me anymore and didn't need me, you have Bianca and..."
"Had" I say cutting her off.
She looks at me and her eyes fill with a little bit of sadness, "you had bianca and honestly I just felt like I didn't have any reason to stay anymore"
Now it was my turn to look at her with sad eyes, but it was pity, it was cause she doesn't need me anymore.
"Okay... next question, how are you?" She seems to be taken by surprise by this question.
"I'm doing good"
I smile and look away before my eyes turn even more sad and my smile falters.
"What about you?" I decide to not look at her anymore.
"I am doing okay, I went back to see my family and reconnected with them a bit, but... I still don't feel complete and I don't know why"
"I- I'm... sorry"
"Its okay" I smile even though my eyes tear up knowing that I love her and I feel like I need her and that's why I don't feel complete.
"Hey" she whispers like if she's trying not to startle me.
"Hmm?" I ask even though I don't look at her.
She puts her fingers under my chin and slowly lifts up my head so I can look at her, but i still avert my eyes from her and try my best to blink away my tears that just keep coming.
"Look at me" she whispers and for some reason I feel like it's wrong if I do look at her. I feel like I can't look at her, I feel like I'm gonna look at something that isn't mine, I feel like I'm gonna look at something I wish I had but I can't.
"No" I whisper back.
"Please" she whispers with so much emotion in it that I can't help but close my eyes and just let the tears fall.
As I close my eyes all the good memories with her flash back to me, they come just as fast as my tears run down my cheeks, and for a moment I forget that we're here today and not back in those good days.
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But in that moment I realize that I don't just love her, I'm in love with her, and I almost laugh at the thought of me falling in love with what was my sugar mommy.
Without even thinking about it my lips automatically moves to the words that my heart has been wanting to ask, "can I... kiss you?" I whisper so low that its barley audible.
With my eyes still closed my cheeks start to turn red as they burn from embarrassment already expect her to just walk out.
But instead she puts both her hands on either sides of my cheeks and caresses them as I feel her slowly pulling in.
I open my eyes just enough to have a blurry view of her lips so close to mine with a smile on them, i automatically smile, she runs her right thumb across my bottom lip and sends shivers down my spine and butterflies erupt in my stomach like if I was a little girl having her first kiss again.
I see her bite her bottom lip and it makes me impatient, I put both my hands on her hips and pull her closer, soon enough she's straddling me, I close my eyes again and... "kiss me" is all I say before she finally connects our lips.
I feel tingles in my lips as they move in perfect sync with hers, our kiss isn't full of lust, its filled with love and emotion.
She changes the position of her head to kiss me better and instead of wanting to directly go to her boobs or pussy, all I do is pull her so close to where our bodies are against eachother, wanting her to be as close as possible.
I gently kiss down her jaw and down to her neck, I slowly take her shirt off and she takes mine off, before we know it were both naked, I look at her and I see something that isn't lust in her eyes.
I smile as does she, I gently press my lips against hers and stand up and carry her to my room.
I gently lay her down on my bed and I climb on to of her, as I start to kiss down her jaw and down her neck ny hands start to touch and re memorize all her beautiful curves, as innocent as it can ever get I retrace all her body with my hands.
Her breath getting caught in her throat a couple of times, and I can't help but smile as I see her watch me very carefully as I trace every curve I have memorized.
After we have.... no its not sex.. after I make love to her, she does the same with me, she traces all my curves with her hands so delicately and so innocently that it makes me melt and almost makes me cry I than wonder if that's why she kept blinking every so often to blink away the tears just like I am right now.
Every time she got to a part or a scar that I was insecure about she kissed it, and just by doing that it made me fall even more in love with her, her eyes looking at my body so innocently makes me fall even more in love with her, and everytime I see her eyes dilate when she looks at me in my eyes makes me fall even more in love with her.
After she makes love to me we both lay on our sides facing eachother as she traces her fingers on my ribs down to my hip and back up to my ribs and than from my wrist up to my shoulder and back down.
After a while I lay on my back and open up my arms, and she gladly crawls into them and lays her head on my chest, after every hard heartbeat of mine her eyes close more and more.
Once their completely shut and her breathing slows down from falling asleep I kiss the tops of her head and contently doze off into a wonderful sleep.
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