I flipped my eyes open, stretched on the bed and then smiled smugly when I didn't feel Alex next to me. I turned my head and looked at the floor where he was lying uncomfortably with a pillow under his head.

Yup. I had kicked him off my bed because he kept trying to sneak his hands between my legs, the sneaky bastard. His punishment was to sleep on the floor, even though there was a perfectly decent couch right next to the bed. But what fun would that be?

"Wakey, wakey, Alex-poof," I teasingly said in a sugar-sweet voice. "Rise and shine, it's donut time..."

Nothing. He just kept breathing heavily, but soundlessly.

Alright, time for plan B.

"I'm naked and so horny..." I said in the most husky voice I could produce.

Alex shot to his feet, looking around confused before his eyes landed on me. He blinked twice before he saw my smug face. "You're not naked." He noted with a frown.

I chuckled. "Nope, but it got you up. In more ways, I see."

My eyes fell to the bulge in his pants and his face grew unamused. "Very funny, Reynolds."

"I thought so."

"But the joke is on you."

"Oh yeah? Why?"

"Because you might not be naked, but you are horny," He smirked and walked to the foot of my bed.

I pursed my lips a little, following him with my eyes. "What makes you think that?"

"You want the whole deduction or just the summary?" He smirked.

It was too early in the morning for one of his long deduction speeches. "The summary, please."

"Your nipples are practically cutting through your top."

I looked down and suddenly remembered exchanging my bra for a white top in the middle of the night since it was more comfortable to sleep in. As he had pointed out, my traitorous nipples were peaking in the air, calling my bluff.

"I... you're the one to talk!" I quickly said, flipping my eyes to his erection that was fighting with the elastic band of his boxers. "You look like you're growing an extra leg!"

"I haven't had sex in weeks, Soph. I'm used to getting some at least thrice a week, but since we're waiting, I'm practically starved here," He said, coming closer. "You make me fuck my fist in the shower while I think of all the things I'm going to do to you once you decide to spread your legs in the air for me."

My eyes went wide with horror because that image was delicious; my legs spread apart in the air, him in between them, pumping in and out of me vigorously, while his hands and lips were everywhere on my body, tormenting me...

"Dirty, dirty thoughts, I see in your eyes, Soph," He chimed with a smirk and suddenly grasped my foot. He dragged me down the bed, making me squeal in surprise.

"Alex!"

"I want the whole name," He demanded, taking my legs and keeping them risen in the air, making my toes go numb.

"Alexander!" I snapped, trying to wiggle my feet out of his hold. "Let go, put my legs down!"

He chuckled and then naughtily licked his lips. "I was hoping you would say that."

In one fluid motion he split my legs wide open, spreading them so my soaking pussy was on full show.

"Alex!"

"Shit, Sophie. You could make any atheist want to get down on their knees and pray." He groaned, trailing his hands down my legs to my thighs. "Pray for mercy, that is."

"You're not on your knees," I noted, crawling backwards up on the bed again.

"Yet," He smirked and knelt down on the bed. "But I could be. And so could you..."

"Alex..." I said warningly and placed my foot on his chest, stopping him, when he begun pulling down his boxers, simultaneously with moving closer. "Don't."

"Why not?" He asked, giving me a dirty grin. "Afraid it'll be too big a mouthful?"

"I'm not sucking you off." I firmly said when he tauntingly kept pulling them down. Even though I actually really felt like I wanted to try it, I had to remind myself we shouldn't. When I saw how his boxers were making their way down his perfect ass, it was definitely time to stop this. "Alex, stop, we're not doing this!"

He looked down at my foot and trailed his eyes up the length of my leg to where they met my underwear. "You know... it would sound a lot more convincing if you weren't soaking your panties while saying it."

I gulped down and looked at the straining bulge in his pants. Oh god, we needed to get out of here or I'd end up choking on that thing. I could already just imagine having it in my mouth, sliding back and forth, hitting the back of my throat...

"Dirty, dirty thoughts..." Alex mused again, his eyes glinting humorously at me. "You want the D, Soph. Just admit it."

There was no way I was going to admit that. I had to stay strong for the both of us. "Quit it, Alex. We promised to meet up with the others for breakfast last night and we're now officially late. We have to get to the beach too, remember?" I said, raising a stern brow.

Alex sighed and pulled his boxers back up again when he saw the determined look in my eyes. "You're seriously going to kill me, Soph."

~~~

"Oh, my fucking God, I'm so hungover," Jagger groaned, "I can't remember shit from last night."

"Have an egg," Alex said, putting a hard-boiled egg onto his plate as we stood down in the hotel's breakfast area, selecting our food. "Eggs have an amino acid that's called cysteine which can help cure hangovers."

"I didn't understand a word of that," Jagger groaned again and pushed his plate away. "I think I'll skip the eggs, bro."

"Suit yourself," Alex chuckled and sipped his coffee, turning to me just as I yawned. "Slept well, Soph?"

I ignored the smug smirk on his face and walked back to our table with my acai bowl. "Better than you, that's for sure."

"Sounds like you had a fun night after we parted yesterday," Miles contributed, coming up to our table as well. "What happened, do tell. And please don't leave out any dirty details."

Alex thumped his head and made him laugh as they both sat down. Jagger was practically lying on the table, groaning unstoppably. "I'm not sharing my Soph with you twats. I just ate her pussy and then went to sleep, grinding her."

I choked on my yoghurt and had to cough to get the müsli out of the wrong pipe. "Alex!"

"What?" He innocently grinned, shoving a piece of peach into his mouth. "You're hot as fuck, you have a nice pussy and I enjoying eating it."

"And that's about as modest as he gets," Miles laughed, shaking his head.

"You didn't eat my pussy, you lying bastard, but you did just ruin my breakfast," I growled and shoved my bowl away. "I'm going up to my room."

"You want me to—"

"No."

I marched up to my room and let him stew in his mistake down at the dining room. Like hell if he was going to feel cocky about his little blurt. I was going to silent-treat his ass the whole ride to the beach. And then maybe some.

~~~

Sydney's beaches were perfection. The water was warm, the waves were high and sun was scorching. We laid out our towels on the sand before the boys all ran into the water with their rented surfboards. I stayed on dry land to get my tan on.

A few minutes later, they all came back, dripping wet and laughing, just as I was reapplying my sunscreen.

"Daaaamn, Sophie," Miles grinned, using the 'Damn, Daniel' voice, "Just let me know if you need help!"

I scoffed, Jagger snickered, but Alex looked murderous. "That's my girlfriend, dude."

"Oh right, I almost forgot!" He laughed and plonked down on his towel next to me. "What were you snorting when you agreed to that, Soph?"

"I have no idea," I chuckled as Alex laid down on my other side with Jagger on his left. "Must've been airborne drugs if anything."

"Actually it was a very solid form," Alex interjected with a smug grin. "We were in my bed and—"

I clamped a hand over his mouth. "TMI, Alex."

He removed my hand and revealed a large grin. "You're talking to me again! Finally!"

"No I'm not," I growled. "I just had to stop you before you overshared."

"I wasn't oversharing, I was just telling my friends how I managed to make you scream my name and—"

"Alex!"

Miles snickered beside me. "Actually, speaking of oversharing, I have some news. I'm moving to Sydney."

We all turned to him with our mouth hanging open. "What?!"

He chuckled loudly. "I'm moving. I found a five-bedroom apartment and I bought it – well, my folks did – but hey, that means there are rooms up for grabs. Who's interested in moving in together after high school?"

"Are you serious?" I said, gaping. "Are you inviting all of us to—"

"—to come live with me in my awesome apartment in Sydney, one of the most expensive cities on earth? Yup." He grinned. "Jagger, I'm taking you with me, you have no choice."

"I'm not putting up a fight!" He laughed. "Just gotta run it by my mamma, but after I've turned eighteen, there's no stopping me. I'm in."

"How about you two lovebirds?" Miles grinned and looked at me and Alexander. "Coming with?"

"That's kind of a big bomb to just drop," I said, still not really fathoming it. "I'll need some time to think."

"I'll need some time too, but I'm thinking hell yeah," Alex smirked. "Now excuse me for a moment while I make out with my girlfriend." He wrapped his arm around me and pressed his wet body up against my greasy, sunscreened skin.

"Ew Alex, get away, you're wet!" I howled and tried to wiggle out of his hold which only became tighter. "Alex!"

"What say you, Jagger?" Miles quirked at his friend. "Should we leave these two adolescents to fornicate on the beach or nah?"

"I didn't travel all the way to Sydney to see Alex score yet again," Jagger replied with a grimace as Alex begun kissing my neck. "Let's hit the waves, mio amico. I wanna talk apartment view, mine better have one of the ocean."

"Do I look like a bag of money to you?"

"Yeah, you do."

"Oh yeah, you're right, I'm loaded."

They both grabbed their surfboards and then headed for the water, laughing. Oh, bromance. But that meant I was left with Alex kissing my neck while he teasingly tickled his fingers down my stomach to my bikini bottom.

"Alex, no," I snapped, still trying to wiggle away from him. "Stop it, you're wet and we're in public! Get off!"

"I know, I was just curious to see if you were wet," He said and I could feel him smirking against my skin. "Are you, Reynolds?"

I slapped his hand when he tried to move it lower. "Cool it, Stone. How many times do I have to say we're waiting?"

He sighed and let go of me, leaning back on his towel. "Damn it, alright! I'll stop. I just can't control myself around you, especially when you're wearing that bikini."

I turned around and looked at him as he rubbed his face, and then watched how the sun kissed his golden skin, how his red bathing shorts complimented his blond locks and blue eyes. How come he looked so beautiful even when he wasn't trying? It was unfair.

"Stop looking at me like that, too," He said and made me flip my eyes up to meet his. He looked aroused, but dead serious.

"Sorry," I said and bit my lip. "I was just thinking... you wanna get out of here? Grab the car keys, drive back to the hotel, change, and then go for a drive around Sydney – check out our possible future city?"

He raised a brow. "You mean kidnap Miles' car?"

I nodded and smiled wickedly. "Come on, let's do it. I'm feeling rebellious!"

A smirk stretched on Alexander's face as he sat up on his elbows. "I think I have a bad influence on you, Sophie. Let's go."

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Next one is a steamy one.
'Driver roll up the partition, please...'