What You Do To Me (Unexpected Love) (44 page)

Alex flipped me on my back when I said that.

             
“It must be your lucky night, because he has a thing for brunettes and girls with Celtic tattoos.” He leaned down licking and kissing my tattoo. I let out a moan and pushe
d him off me. Alex looked at me.

             
“Go,
seriously,
everyone is going to be pissed at me if you are late. I’ll hurry and be there in an hour and a half.”

             
“Fine,” Alex crawled up and gave me a quick kiss before getting dressed. Before he walked out of the
room,
he tossed a piece of candy at me. I started to laugh. A few minutes
later,
I heard my phone buzz from inside my purse.

             
Get
dressed, because
they are bringing your bags up now. I don’t want an
yone else seeing what is
mine.

             
A short second
later,
there was another buzz.

             
I miss you and your taste already, now put some clothes on.

             
I climbed out of bed and threw my clothes back
on.
I re-read the text from Alex and I was excited and upset at the same time.
Knowing
he wanted me
and to possess me was thrilling
, but it
also
scared me. David
had
possessed me and controlled
me, which caused me to lose
myself. I lost my hopes, my dreams and I
would
never go back
there, because the person I had become with David
could never be strong. She never would have stood up to anyone and it
had
taken close to a year to grow into the strength I finally
had,
and it is nowhere
near,
where it should be.
Losing
that now would be like dealing with another
death
.

             
There was a gentle
knock
on the door. When I opened the
door,
there was a young boy in his early twenties standing there with my bags. I swung the door open and he walked
in,
looking at the floor and asking where he should put the bags. I told him to set them by the bedroom door and I would take care of them from there. The boy
’
s behavior seemed weird and at
first,
I thought little of it, but when he went to leave and I went to tip
him,
he still looked at the floor.

             
“I’m sorry, but is there something wrong?” I couldn’t help but ask the question. I
had
never seen anyone who avoided eye contact so much in my life. Even when engaging in small conversation.

             
“
No
ma’am
, can I do anything else for you today?
”
He was still looking at the floor when he spoke to
me, even though he was
standing right in front of me.

             
“Yes, could you at least look at me while you talk to me?” After I said
that
, I felt
embarrassed, because he might just be
shy and this
was
uncomfortable for him.

             
Reluctantly,
the boy looked up at me and made eye contact. Looking into his
eyes,
I didn’t feel like it was shyness keeping him from making eye contact. “I’m sorry
ma’am
,
but
I was told to drop the bags off, not to look at you and get out as quickly as possible.”

             
“I see, who told you not to look at me? Is this some strange hotel policy?”
If
it
was hotel
policy,
then I was going to say something on my way out to the concert. It was a bit uncomfortable.

             
“No
ma’am
, Mr. Morgan told me to deliver the bags quickly and not
to
look at you when delivering them.” At the thought of Alex saying this to the
boy, I was
so pissed. I wanted to scream at
him.
What
gave him the right to tell another human being
that
they weren’t allowed to look at me
or anyone for that
matter?
I thanked the boy for bringing the bags and tipped
him,
even when he
tried to refuse,
because Alex al
ready tipped him before he brought
up the bags.

             
I was about to pick up the phone to yell at Alex
, but decided I would try to teach him a lesson instead.
Instead of getting ready
quickly,
I took my time and made sure I looked perfect for what I had planned. After applying my lipstick and spraying on some perfume, I grabbed my clutch and left the room. On the elevator ride down to the
car,
I was
second-guessing
my attire, but
then I
remembered what Alex said to the
bellboy
and
I was
infuriated
all over
again.

             
When the town car pulled up in front of the
amphitheater,
I sent Sam a text that I had arrived and would be on my way into the building. It didn’t take her long to meet me and when she
did,
she made sure to comment on my outfit.
             
“Holy hell, are you trying to kill my brother? Alex is going to freak when he sees what you are wearing.” She quickly grabbed my hand and started to walk me inside. “I can’t wait to see his reaction.”

             
“It’s like the outfit I wore to the club that night and he deserves this,”
I responded to
Sam.

             
“
Oh, honey,
that skirt is a few inches
shorter.
Your
legs look like they go on forever and the neck on your tank scoops pretty low. I love
it.
Damn
,
even
I want to do you,
and
that is the problem he will have.”
With Sam’s
comment,
I kne
w I made the right choice.

             
Sam
led
me down a small hall and into a dressing room. Alex was there with
Steve,
talking heatedly about something. When I walked in, Alex stopped talking and his mouth shot open
in
shock. “What the hell are you wearing?” Yep, I got the reaction I wanted from him.

             
“Last I
checked,
clothes, but after yours and Sam’s
comment,
I’m beginning to wonder if I came out in my
pajamas
.” I kept my face flat and emotionless along with my tone.

             
“You are not wearing that.” Alex’s voice was a bit
raised,
and Steve and Sam managed to sneak out and shut the door.

             
“Last time I
checked,
I could wear what I w
ant when I want, but are you now telling me you decide that too?
Kind of like you decide who is allowed to look at me when walking into a room.” I was pissed and
Alex could tell
it
by my tone of voice
. He immediately softened his look and
gave me a look of apolo
gy. “I
mean,
you did tell the
bellboy
that
he wasn’t allowed to look at
me,
didn’t you?”

             
“Did he tell you that?” Alex seemed a bit irritated.

             
“
Yeah,
he did after I tried talking to the poor boy and he wouldn’t look at me. Do you know how fucking hard it is to talk to someone who won’t look at you? If you
don’t,
I’ll let you find out, because I’m so
pissed,
I don’t even want to look at you right now.” Alex wasted no time and scooped me up, grabbing
me, sat down in the chair and placed me
on his lap.

             
“I’m
sorry;
I shouldn’t have told him
that.
I just wasn’t sure if you would be dressed in
time.
I don’t know what I was thinking. You’re mine and I don’t want anyone looking at you. Fuck, I don’t want to let you out of this dressing room right now. You look so fucking
delectable;
I don’t want anyone around you. I don’t know how I’m going to concentrate on stage
tonight,
knowing you are here
dressed in
that
outfit
with all these guys around.” I was feeling so turned on by his comments, but also
irritated by his behavior.

             
“Look, I can’t and won’t be treated like someone’s personal property. If you can’t trust me to talk to another human being without thinki
ng I’ll d
o something, this won’t work. I can’t be possessed and I won’t be, not
ever
again. I need to be me and you need to be
okay
with that.”

             
“
I trust you;
it’s the men I don’t trust. You have no idea how
desirable
you are and
I don’t think you understand the things you do to me.” He moved me on his lap so I could feel his hardness rub against my bottom. I was hot and wanting him even more. I leaned in and kissed him hard and passionately. Alex pulled away, “
Did
you wear that to prove a point?”  I nodded my head
yes,
as I nibbled his neck. “Point taken, I’ll let anyone look or talk to
you.
Maybe
next
time,
you can wear a
snowsuit,
since your point
has now been
made.”

             
“
Oh,
it’s not completely
made.
I’m not wearing any underwear.”

             
Alex let out a growl, “Fuck,
you’re
k
idd
ing me.” With
that,
his hand reached up my skirt and
he
discovered the lack of
undergarments
. “You definitely aren’t leaving this fucking dressing room.” Alex scooped me up and placed me on the couch next to the chair.

             
“If I made my point, I can put some
underwear
on, since
I brought some
and they are
in my clutch.”

             
“It’s made, but I have something to do first.” Alex crushed my mouth with his and his hands made their way up my tank under the built in shelf. “
Fuck, Abby,
you
are going to
kill me. Where the fuck is your bra?”

             
I started to laugh. “It has a built in
bra.
I didn’t need to wear two. God, think how much easier I’m making it on you right now.”

             
Alex didn’t respond, but continued massaging my breasts with his hands.
His mouth left mine and made it
s way to my breasts. As he was licking and
sucking,
there was a knock on the door. “Go away,” Alex shouted.

             
“Sorry, but you have to be on stage in ten
minutes,
” Sam
yelled
from the other side of the door.

             
Alex let out a grunt, “Fine, I’ll be right there.” He rested his head on my stomach and let out a sigh.

             
“Well, I can’t let you go on stage like this, so if I were you, I’d take me hard and fast right here.” I was surprised
that
the statement came out of my mouth, but I needed it just as much as he
did,
and I couldn’t let him get up and walk out right now.
I reached
down, undid his button,
and
unzipped the
fly on his jeans. Alex looked up
wide-eyed
and all I could give him was a smile. Alex pulled up my skirt up to my waist and pulled me so my legs and bottom were off the couch. Alex was on his knees and he had my legs wrapped around his
waist
. Alex took me hard and
fast, causing us to
climax
together and quickly. When we were done, Alex kissed
my
forehead, lips and neck. “Abby,” Alex started to say, but there was another knock on the door. “Fuck, I have to
go.
The
bathroom is right through there, clean up and put some underwear on and I’ll see you out there.” Alex stood
up,
helped me up and he pulled down my skirt before he pulled up his pants. “I hope I can remember my lines with your smell all over me.” He smacked my ass and told me to go clean up.