"I don't know how . . . ." I moaned. "Oh, God . . . ."
He continued working me with his fingers, then all of a sudden, I pushed violently against his hand, and the next thing I knew, I was trying to catch my breath as Alex pressed kisses along my jaw and neck.
I opened my eyes to find him smiling at me with the most satisfied look on his face. "Alex," I said, "that was, well, I've never . . . ."
"I know, sweetheart." He laughed. "Glad you liked it."
I didn't know much about sex, but I knew he had to be about ready to explode by now. "What about you?"Shouldn't I make him come or something?
"I'll be fine." He gently kissed my lips.
"But?" I blushed. "If you show me what to do, maybe I could . . . ." I wanted to die. The women Alex was used to being with didn't need to be shown what to do.
"There's no rush, Jocelyn." He tenderly stroked my cheek. "Let's just consider this lesson one."
"When can we get to lesson two?" I smiled.
"I told you you'd be the death of me." He laughed. "Lesson two would entail a little more time, and you have to get home by curfew."
"This is why Max likes you so much; you follow his stupid rules."
"I've been around long enough to know you don't piss off a girl's father, especially when he carries a gun for a living." He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me onto his chest. We stayed that way and talked until I had to leave. He insisted on following me home, though I argued it wasn't necessary. Sarah and Jack were home at this point and agreed that Alex should follow me. Sarah said she wouldn't take no for an answer. Alex said it was because he was such a gentleman, but I knew none of them trusted my old car, and they didn't want anything to happen to me on the way.
I couldn't fight off all three of them. And, I kinda liked the attention.
Chapter Five
We sat at his kitchen table, filling out paperwork. Alex was sending in the final papers for his internship, and I was finishing my application for community college.
Somehow, he managed to get me into his lap, and I didn't seem to be getting much work done.
"Alex, you have to stop kissing my neck."
"No, I don't." He laughed as he continued to move his lips against my nape.
"I can't focus." I groaned as I read the same question for the third time.
"You have to learn to multi-task," he said. "I've finished my stuff already."
"That's why you went to Yale." I reminded him.
"You're smart enough for Yale too. Why don't you come to Connecticut with me?"
"Are you crazy? They don't let just anyone in there; it's already April, and Yale's way too expensive for a local cop's kid."
"All right, you make some valid points, but you don't have to go to Yale. There are other schools around there, you know? We could look into one of those."
I shook my head, knowing it was already going to be a struggle for Max to do community college. "I want to stay here."
"Jocelyn." He turned me so I could face him. "I'm not discounting where you're going, but my parents adore you, and my mother is thrilled that you seem to be taming me."
I smiled. "You mean you're not chasing every girl all over town?"
"You know I'm not," he said, then after a pause, he asked, "Don't you?" A worried expression crossed his face.
"I was teasing you." I smiled.
"In any case, my parents would be happy to fund your education."
