Ugh... I can't believe this is over! I also can't believe how quietly it's ending. I feel like after so much, it's going out with a tiny, little fizz... no loud bang or fireworks.
I still hope you like it, and again, thank you, thank you, thank you for reading!
It means a lot to have your support and feedback... Hockey Mom is gonna be starting soon-ish (fingers crossed), and I hope you guys check it out.
Heart Of Life - John Mayer
Alex and Evangeline were slowly pulled out of their unconscious slumber by the sun, as light poured through the window and shone on them in bed. He wasn't sure who had woken up first, but he felt as Evan nestled in against him and buried her face against his warm chest.
“Please tell me it's not time to get up yet,” she sighed groggily, feeling perfectly content.
He absent-mindedly stroked her arm, taking in the feelings of her soft body against his, the two of them surrounded by comfortable blankets.... There was only one way their morning could get any better, and Alex rolled over onto Evan and between her legs.
“Too late. I'm already up,” he replied, his voice gruff from sleep.
She giggled and adjusted her body beneath his, running her hands down his shoulders and kneading his back. “I can feel that,” she teased, referring to his hardening erection.
Alex ducked his head under the covers, searching for the hem of her nightgown. The thin, flimsy material was all that separated their bodies from touching, and he wanted it gone. As he pushed the fabric upward and over her body, he trailed soft kisses between her breasts, the gentle sensations of his lips juxtaposed by the bristly scruff of his fresh facial hair. Once her nightie was discarded, Evan opened her eyes for the first time that morning, sleepily watching as he emerged from under the blankets and bent over her. She closed her eyes when he kissed her lips.
Their liplock became heated quickly, their tongues dancing together passionately. She shivered as her sudden need for Alex overwhelmed her, washing over her like a tidal wave. He felt between her legs, wanting to make sure she was ready, when a buzzing sound interrupted them.
“What is that?” Alex looked around for the source of the noise.
“My phone,” she groaned, rolling to the side as far as she could—considering she was still pinned beneath Alex—and grabbed her phone from the nightstand. “That’s weird. It's the school.”
“Don't answer. You don't work there anymore,” he stated, very matter-of-factly.
“But it must be an emergency or something.” She took the call anyway. “Hello?”
“Evangeline! I'm so glad we got a hold of you! I've got this new student form here, and I'm not sure how to input it into the system—”
Alex snapped her phone shut and tossed it away. “We've got more important things to do.”
He didn't give her a chance to argue as he reached between them and guided himself into her body. Alex watched her face carefully, making sure she was okay. He waited for some kind of signal to know if she was uncomfortable and if he should stop or slow down, but when she smiled up at him laced her fingers around his neck, pulling him down to kiss her, he knew she was more than fine.
Pulling out slowly, almost all the way, he quickly thrust back inside. Evan moaned quietly, arching her back and tilting her pelvis so he could sink himself in deeper. He moved under the covers, keeping up the pace of alternating fast with slow. She enjoyed the sensations that made her feel good, but they weren’t too intense yet.
A voice echoed from up the stairs with through the crack in the door. “Hey Gogo! Goli! Hey! Get up! You gotta come see this!”
Alex groaned, leaning down and burying his face in the crook of Evan’s neck. She giggled, grabbing a hold of his shoulders. “Is that Max?” she asked.
“Yeah. I don’t even know what the hell he’s even doing up this early.”
"Maybe you should answer him," Evan suggested.
He rolled over onto his back and held up the covers. She immediately recognized the gesture and crawled on top of him, straddling his hips and taking him inside her again. Alex adjusted the comforter around her shoulders as she leaned over his chest, neither of them wanting to disrupt the cocoon that engulfed them. Then he dragged his hands down her back until they settled on her ass and helped guide her movements. "I think I'll just ignore him."
Evan kissed along his jawline, following his lead as she swiveled her hips. She ground against his pelvic bone, and it felt like he was hitting all the right places. Her breath quickened and was warm against his neck as she worked and pleased herself with his body. A thin film of sweat clung to their skin.
"Gogo! Are you still sleeping, man?"
Alex didn't hear Max's call from the living room. All he could hear was his heart pounding and Evangeline's final, squeaky moan as they came simultaneously, clinging to one another like they'd never let go of each other. She fell away from him, collapsing on the bed as she panted for air. Then he threw the left side of his body over top of her, nestling in and closing his eyes, already in need of a nap.
“Are you sure that you’re gonna be ok?” Alex asked her quietly as he slung his bag over his shoulder and stopped in front of the door.
It had been almost three full weeks since Evan had moved in, and Alex had finally got the ’ok’ to play. Or course, he was excited to be back on the ice, but this particular week meant that he would be on the ice all over the Western USA. Leaving Evan alone wasn’t something that he looked forward too, yet he was slightly excited; already convinced that coming home to her was going to be the greatest feeling in the world.
She nodded, giving him a small smile as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Evan went up onto her tip-toes to gently kiss his lips. “I’ll be fine… besides, I’ve still got a million things I need to get caught up on for classes. The only reason that the Education professors let me in this late in the semester, was because I told them I’d be able to make up all the assignments I’ve missed…
And not that I don’t love having you here, but it’s kind of hard to study when you’re… well… distracting me.”
Alex didn’t argue, he only replied with a sheepish grin of his own, before scooping her up in his arms, and kissing her once more.
He set her back on her feet, only after the fourth time that Max blew the car horn from the driveway. “You should probably go…” Evan sighed, glancing past Alex and out the open door, where Max was laying on the horn, once more.
Giving her once last glance, Alex headed out the door, thinking that four days was far, far too long to be gone.
Evangeline-Rose - Marc Broussard
Alex knew that the guys were lucky to get rid of him. Sure, they all talked about their girlfriends or wives from time to time, but they also talked about other things as well. Other things that Alex had lost all interest in.
It wasn’t that he’d become obsessed or was completely at odds with everything else in his life, it was simply the fact that he was excited.
Excited to be at this point in his life, excited that things had worked themselves out, excited that Evan was back in his life completely.
The guys tried not to blame him or get angry; they had collectively begun to treat him like an awkward acquaintance - nodding and smiling until they could find an excuse to leave him.
He was being a little extreme, he knew it, but he figured he had a right to be that way… and his friends didn’t blame him.
As if the past few weeks hadn’t been fantastic enough, Alex was on fire during the games. He had notched four assists and a goal in his last four games; if he kept playing like this, he’d blow his seven game streak out of the water.
In fact, Dan was talking about something that had to do with his excellent play as of late, but Alex could hardly listen.
Even though they were currently on a plane, 35,000 feet above the ground and still an hour away from Pittsburgh, his mind was already home.
Home. The thought made him smile as he stared out the window, his brain already counting down the seconds till the flight landed.
Evan was sitting on the box-seat of the front window; her robe tied tightly around her as she waited for Alex to get home.
She wasn’t normally so needy, but she was desperate to see him.
Even though she’d been busy, every day since he’d left, she was missing him even more than normal. It had something to do - she supposed - with the fact that they had finally just rekindled their relationship, and she wasn’t near ready to calm down the fires yet.
Plus all their time apart had reminded her of one thing; the fact that she still hadn’t apologised for being an idiot.
Chubby jumped up beside her, kneading his tiny black paws on her cotton robe, trying to find a space.
She laid her legs flat, allowing him to climb onto her lap as she stared into the darkening sky. Waiting.
The black cat purred contently as she stroked his soft fur, cooing, “don’t worry baby, daddy’s almost home.”
Even though she was waiting, Evan nearly jumped out of her skin when headlights flashed on her.
She scooted herself off the window seat and let Chubby down on the floor, before dashing off to the front door.
Alex threw it open, just as she was running for it, and they met with a giddy collision; limbs intertwining as their lips danced lightly together.
Putting her hands on his chest and gently pushing him away, Evan broke the lip lock. “Wait, I need to tell you something first…” She said, breathlessly as Alex shrugged his overnight bag off his broad shoulder.
“I just needed to say that I was so stupid… for thinking that you didn’t love me anymore… for thinking that we weren’t suppose to be like this. And I‘m sorry that I picked someone as horrible as Jeff, and that… and that you had to deal with him for so long.” Evan sighed, stroking her gently fingers down the side of Alex’s face as he scooped her up into his arms.
Carrying her over to the couch, he flopped down, allowing her to curl up on his lap.
Without thinking of a response, Alex whispered out softly, “I forgive you.“ She moved to get off of him, but he grabbed out for her wrist, stopping her. He pulled her against him and held her tightly.
His forgiveness wasn’t an emotion, it was a decision. He forgave her, even of the things that weren’t her fault… he knew that Evan, and every emotion she stirred in him, were too precious to let the past destroy them. “Can we make-out now?” Alex smirked, feeling the very thought excite him, causing him to shift uncomfortably.
Evan moved towards him, but found her way blocked, as Chubby tried to climb his way up Alex’s chest.
Alex held his breath as the cat placed both paws on him and stared at him. Without warning Chubby lunged closer, his rough, pink, tiny tongue dragging along Alex’s cheek. “Ugh! What?”
Shaking his head Alex swatted the cat away. “Sorry buddy, I love you and I know that you’ll probably never like me again, but this can’t wait.”
Evan smiled, and laughed, and almost cried - but she did finally kiss him, still smiling. He continued to kiss her softly, slowly drawing her in, and in the wonderful blur of minutes - or hours - that followed, their passion rebuilt.
As their kisses became more heated, his thoughts - any thoughts other than Evan - dimmed into the background and disappeared altogether behind the scent of his faint sweat and her sweet breath… the feel of her weight on his lap, and her hands on his body, and her skin beneath his lips…
His hands finally won their way through her tightly tied bathrobe, until he could feel her thin, bare calves. His fingers traced their way along her silky legs, aiming towards the even silkier skin of her thigh. Evan moved her hips against him, anxiously.
Alex jumped to his feet as the front door banged open and Max and Jordan made their way through.
He set Evan back down on her feet, and glanced at his team-mates.
Eyes wide, he cleared his throat. “Umm, maybe we should take this upstairs…” Alex said quietly as Max and Jordan slowly ambled past them, both of them grinning mischievously. “Think you can wait a few seconds?” He asked cautiously as Jordan finally disappeared onto the second floor.
Giggling, Evan grabbed onto him. They didn’t wait.
5 years ago