Inconsistent Paper Stars ||Alex Gaskarth|| 8

“Char.” I felt fingers on my stomach. “Hey, Char.” I felt lips on my cheek, moving to my ear with each whisper. “Charlotte.” My eyes opened lazily and I rolled on my back to see Alex looking down at me, a smirk on his lips. “Morning,” he said quietly. I waved half-heartedly. “Not a morning person?” I shook my head. He chuckled, and I turned back on my side, bringing the covers up around my naked body and holding the pillow firmly under my head.

“Hey,” he whispered, his body pressed up against mine, his lips grazing my ear. I opened one eye to look at him. He chuckled. “I was wondering if I could take a shower...?” I nodded and waved my arm in the direction the bathroom was in. He chuckled again and began kissing down my neck.

“Can I help you?” I asked tiredly, flopping down on my back and looking up at him. He smirked and continued to kiss down my neck. Alex nodded, and I waited for him to tell me what I needed to help him with. His lips found mine, and I didn’t care what he needed help with.

I kissed back, letting his tongue roam my mouth. He got on top of me, and I kissed down his neck. “You’re sexy,” he murmured as I kissed his collarbone. “And really turning me on.” He brought me back up and kissed my lips.

After we kissed for a good ten minutes, he pulled back and grinned. “Think I’ll go take that shower now.” He winked as he got off of me and made his way to the bathroom. He shut the door, and I heard the water turn on. I lay back down and attempted to go back to sleep.

Five minutes passed, and I hadn’t succeeded. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Alex. “Fuck it,” I muttered, throwing the sheets off me and heading into the bathroom. I pulled the door to the shower open, and saw Alex leaning against the wall, smirking at me.

“Miss me already?” he asked as I shut the door behind me.

“Don’t be so cocky,” I told him.

“It took you long enough. I thought you had gone back to sleep.”

“After that hot make out session, I think not.” Alex grinned, and I placed my hands behind his neck, making it easier to kiss him. His hands rested on my hips, and our lips crashed together.

I soon found myself pressed between the wall of the shower and Alex’s naked body. “Do you remember last night?” he asked as he kissed down my neck.

“Uh-huh,” I answered, a smirk appearing on my lips. It was hard to forget the best sex I’d ever had.

“You know how hot it was when you kept moaning and screaming my name?”

“I don’t scream.”

“Really now?” he asked, looking up at me and kissing my lips. “I bet I could make you scream my name,” he whispered in my ear after nibbling it. I scoffed. “You don’t think I can do it, do you?”

I shook my head. “I’ve never, ever screamed.”

“That’s about to change,” he said, his hands tracing down my chest and stomach. He stopped at my inner thigh, his fingers making tiny circles. He let his finger run through me, and smirked. “Bet James has never done that.” I sucked in a breath. He was right; James had never done that.

Alex let his finger back in me, rubbing harder. I moaned and Alex looked at me. “See, I’ve already got you moaning.” He brought his lips back to mine, keeping his pace.

I was having a hard time concentrating on kissing him as he entered another finger and began going faster.

“Oh God,” I moaned.

“Half way there,” he said against my lips.

“Alex,” I moaned, my eyes sliding shut. “Oh God, Alex.”

“Scream my name,” he said to my neck. I shook my head. “Scream my name. Or I could always stop.”

“No,” I said suddenly. He chuckled and began going faster.

“All you have to do, Charlotte, is scream my name.”

I couldn’t take it anymore. The pressure was building up, and I wanted to go all the way. My chest was heaving, and I knew he had me. Any second, my moans would turn in to embarrassing screams.

I moaned as he kissed my lips softly. “All...the way,” I said against his lips.

“Once you scream my name, I’ll get us out of this damn shower, and we can go all the way. All you need to do is scream my name. Scream. My. Name.”

And then I did it. Not just because I wanted to have more amazing sex with him, but because I couldn’t resist it anymore.

“Let’s go,” he said, shutting of the water and pushing the shower door open.