Filed to story: Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia & Ethan)
Alexander’s face changed. “Wait, Olivia, you don’t…”
But I was already tipping up the bottle and allowing the liquor to flow down my throat. Immediately. I regretted my decision as the intense whiskey made my throat burn. I choked and started to cough violently. As I struggled to take in a breath. I bent down and put my hands on my knees.
Alexander patted me on the back, but I could hear him laughing. “Wow, it’s nice to know that you still have a conscience,” he teased.
We were back at the entrance of the park and when I looked back up at him to scold him for making fun of me when I was choking on that disgusting liquor, I was shocked to see any trace of humor had vanished from his face.
He was staring into the distance, near the pond in the middle of the park, and his entire body was tense. Before I could look at what had made him react like that, Alexander’s hand gripped mine, and he tugged me back.
He started to run so fast that I stumbled. I hadn’t expected him to make an escape so quickly.
“Hurry!” Alexander called as he continued to tug me along after him.
The anxiety in his voice made my heart sink, and my hands became slick with sweat.
Had Alexander seen Ethan coming after us with a weapon? Were we in grave danger?
*Olivia*
Alexander pulled me through a beautiful flower bed that had a riot of bright colors.
I winced as we trampled through the vibrant pink, blue, and purple flowers. Usually, I would refuse to ruin the park’s landscapers’ hard work, but this wasn’t the time to worry about the shrubby. My heart pounded against my chest as my mind created terrifying images of what we could be running from. What if Ethan had hired a team of guards to chase us down with guns?
We ran through the flowers and entered an area filled with tall bamboo. Because of the gentle sound the bamboo made when it swayed in the wind, this was a calming space people could sit in complete with benches and a bubbling water fountain that had coins glittering on the bottom from past wishes. Under different circumstances, I would love to explore this place, but I’d never felt less calm in my life.
Alexander led me to a tall oak tree in the back of the bamboo. He crouched behind it and pulled me down. My stomach jolted as I lost my balance and fell into his arms. The only reason I didn’t fall flat on my face was because I wrapped my arms around his neck. He caught me by placing his warm hands on my hips. Our bodies were pressed together, my soft one against his muscular body. I could feel his heart beating, and my mouth became dry as I stared into his dark eyes.
Alexander’s tongue shot out, and he licked his lips. His neck flushed, and my face was right against his exposed, hot skin. The strangest urge came over me as I studied the tan skin of his neck. I wanted to lean down and bite him. I wanted to kiss and suck his pulse point and smell his manly scent that reminded me of campfires.
As if in a trance, I tilted my head and leaned toward his skin, but the spell was broken when I heard footsteps in the distance. Alexander and I turned as one and saw two men board a boat that had been docked in the lake. They were too far away for me to see their faces. Originally, I thought the body of water in the park was a pond, but it actually connected to a bigger lake in the distance. After the men prepared the boat, they sailed off.
I turned my head prepared to comment on how strange that was, but my stomach swooped when I saw how close Alexander’s face was to mine. If I leaned forward only a fraction of an inch, I would be able to kiss him. That thought and the shot of whiskey I had downed made my head spin.
“Woah, you feeling alright?” Alexander murmured and stroked my hair back with his warm hand.
I leaned into his touch. “I’m not drunk,” I protested as my eyes closed under his gentle caresses.
Alexander chuckled under his breath. “I never said you were.”
I wasn’t sure how long we stayed like that for. But my eyes sprang open when I realized Alexander’s hard length was pressing against my warm center. Our eyes met, and his darkened with desire, and he tightened his hands around my hips.
I became dizzy again, so I laid my head on his warm chest, and he started to rub my back. My body melted into his touch, and soon I was letting out small moans as his warm hand snuck under my shirt, and he began to scratch my lower back.
The whisky flowing through my system made me brave, and I leaned forward, placing my lips against the hot skin of his neck and started to kiss, bite, and suck him. As my teeth gently bit down, I explored his chiseled chest, secretly impressed by how strong he was.
For a moment, Alexander froze, surprised by my uncharacteristic actions. But he recovered quickly and cupped my cheeks, dragging my face up to his. Our lips met, and we kissed each other with a burning desire that I’d never felt before. I pressed my clit against his hard length, needing the friction to cool down the fire that had started in my belly. As our tongues danced together, Alexander’s hands cupped my breasts and his thumbs rubbed my hard nipples.
“Yes,” I moaned as he continued kneading the soft flesh of my chest.
The moonlight broke through the branches of the oak tree above us and illuminated Alexander in a gentle light. He had never been more handsome.
His tongue was insistent as he explored my hot mouth. One of his hands threaded through my hair and the other pinched my nipple.
Throwing all caution out the window, I reached between us and gripped his hard length, rubbing the tip of the head with my thumb.
Instead of urging me on, which I had thought was how he would react, Alexander stopped abruptly and pulled away from me.
His lips were swollen and red from our kissing and his hair was full of leaves from the ground.
“What’s wrong?” I asked in a raspy voice that didn’t sound like my own.
“We need to talk about a few things before we go further,” Alexander said and cupped my face, gently stroking my skin with his thumb.
For some reason, I thought he was talking about money. “Well, how much money are we talking about?”
This made his expression close off and he pulled his warm hand away from my face. “Forget it,” he said in a stiff voice and gently moved me aside so that he could get off the ground. As he stood, he brushed leaves and twigs off his body. “It’s late. We should get back to the hotel.”
Clumsily, I got to my feet and staggered to the side. As I stumbled after him, confusion washed over me. What had I done wrong? From the way he was walking twenty feet ahead of me and his tense posture, I knew that I had offended him in some way, but I wasn’t sure how.
Back at the hotel, I followed him onto the elevator, as if I was in a trance. My skin was tingling and my head felt fuzzy as if someone had stuffed it with cotton balls.
When the elevator doors opened on my floor, Alexander handed me my shopping bag filled with the random items I had bought. Silently, I took the bag without a word, and walked out of the elevator. I had to trail my hand against the wall of the hallway so I wouldn’t fall over as I walked back to my room.
I struggled to get the keycard into the slot for about ten minutes before
I finally got the door opened. As I walked in, the room around me spun, the shopping bag fell out of my hand, and I experienced the strangest out-of-body experience. It was like I was floating above my body and watching myself.
I managed to stagger over onto the couch and collapse onto it. In the back of my mind, I heard footsteps and I recognized them as Ava’s.
My friend’s face was above me, but I could barely focus on her. She said something that I couldn’t understand and she gently shook my shoulders, but all I could do was stare at the ceiling and try not to let the overwhelming darkness in my head pull me under.
*Olivia*
My head roared with a static noise, and I tried to fight it off so that I could focus on what Ava was saying. Finally, I managed to sit up. Ava ran to get me a bottle of water from the mini fridge, and after I took a couple of sips, I felt a little bit better.
“What happened?” Ava asked, her eyes wide with worry. “Are you alright?”
In a shaking voice, I told her everything that had happened between Alexander and me tonight. Even how we had made out under an oak tree after we ran through a bamboo forest. As I said it out loud, it sounded like I had made the whole thing up.
After I was done with my story, Ava’s shoulders slumped, and her face relaxed. “Don’t scare me like that!” she scolded and gently swatted my thigh. “I thought that you robbed a bank or something from the way you were acting.”
“But I kissed and fondled my boss!” I protested and put the empty water bottle on the coffee table. “And…and I want to do a lot more with him than that.” My face flushed. “Honestly, if Alexander hadn’t
DOITS stopped things, I would have slept with him in a public park!” I shook my head at my own audacity.
“Of course you want to sleep with him,” my friend said as a smug smile crossed her face. “I’ve known that since the first time I saw you two interact.” She paused, and her expression turned thoughtful. “I wonder why he stopped things, though? From the hungry way he looks at you, anyone would be able to see how much he is dying to get into your pants.”
Her boldness made a laugh burst from my lips. Then I remembered what I said that had made Alexander pull away. When I told Ava, her mouth dropped open in shock.
“Why would you bring up the exchange of money? Neither of you are prostitutes!” she said in outrage. “Of course, Alexander stopped things. I’m sure that had humiliated him.”
“But he was the one who first brought up money,” I argued. “I’m not the one who introduced it into the conversation.”
She raised her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes. “Are you sure? What are the exact words that Alexander had said?”
I searched my memory, but trying to recall what Alexander had said in that moment was like trying to catch fog with my hands. It kept slipping away from me right before I could grasp onto his words.
“Honestly, I’m not sure,” I admitted. “I had taken a shot of whiskey before we kissed.” I wrung my hands in my lap.
My friend’s nose crinkled. “But you hate whiskey.”
I sighed. “It’s a long story. Tonight was just…very weird.”
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