Juice had believed that he had been quite skilled in unclothing women the past years, but when he had taken off Alex's cut and shirt, he didn't really know what to do with the tight chest binder. 

"Just pull it off," she chuckled. "Don't be so gentle, my tits hurt all day long anyway."

Little by little he peeled off the piece of clothe, until she pulled it over her head. Her skin was clearly irritated and there were even some red welts here and there. Very carefully his thumb brushed the red skin while he kept looking at her face. Of course she didn't flinch nor showed her pain in another way; if she could play Russian Roulette without blinking an eye she wouldn't complain about a sensitive skin. He leaned into her to kiss her and at the same time he unbuttoned her jeans. His own pants slid down as well and he deepened the kiss as her fingers stroked the bulge in his boxers. 

Juice wasn't in a hurry. He wanted to take the time for this and pulled her on the bed without breaking the kiss. The longer the way to a climax would take, the more intense it would feel for her, even though she wasn't exactly the most patient person on earth. His hand glided across her neck as he pulled her on top of him, enjoying the feel of her naked skin pressing against his. He wanted to rake a hand through her hair and realized he couldn't. He still had to get used to making love with a girl who barely had more hair than he, although he loved kissing her neck and at least her hair wasn't blocking access. 

When they were both getting out of breath because of the intense kiss, he rolled over so he was on top. With his elbow he leaned on the mattress as he watched her face. Her tongue glided across the ring in her lip and in a whim he bent his head and sucked the piece of metal. 

"You really like that piercing, huh?" she chuckled. Her hands glided up across his back, along his neck to his head, where her index fingers followed the lines of his tattoos. 

"It's making the kisses even better," he admitted. 

"I think I want another one."

Surprised he raised his eyebrows. "Where?"

"Take a guess."

He pressed a kiss to her septum. "Would look hot here." He moved his lips to her left eyebrow. "Or here."

"Hmm. You have to seek it a little lower."

He lowered his face until he reached her lips again. In no time he found her tongue again, but when she shook her head laughing, he pressed a kiss to her chin. 

"You don't want such a weird one in your cheek, right?" he asked as her chin didn't seem to be the spot either. 

"Nah, lower."

His lips descended further down, to her neck, her breasts. As soon as they found her nipple, he forgot about the piercing and started to suck. 

 "Yeah, right there," she said, toying with the waistband of his boxers. 

He looked up a little dazed. "A nipple ring?" 

"Yeah. As soon as I can get rid off that stupid chest binder. Unless you'd really hate it."

He lifted the corner of his mouth. "I think it's fucking hot." With his thumbs he pressed against her nipples while he kissed his way up again. "And I think you know that damn well."

Her smirk confirmed his suspicions. "Gotta do something to make sure you won't get bored with me huh?"

"Believe me, there's really no reason to be afraid of that," he muttered, kissing her again. He didn't know what it was about her, but Alex possessed a whole different level of sexiness than any other woman he knew. Her breasts were small, she wasn't overly curved and she was even a bit too skinny for his liking, but he couldn't get her out of his head. What he felt for her was something new, something he didn't know well what to do with it, making him feel clumsy now and then. 

Suddenly she flipped him on his back, crawling on top of him with a mischievous smirk. "Where did your mind go?"

Heat spread across his face, but he decided to be honest. "I just realized how hard I've fallen for you and that it feels kinda awkward and that I don't really know what to do with it."

"Lemme show you what to do with it." She wiggled her eyebrows and started to kiss his chest, and from there lower and lower until she reached his boxers and pulled them down. "Damn, your skin is soft like that of a baby."

Juice felt his cheeks flush by embarrassment. Well, that didn't sound very hot. He raised himself a little on his elbows as he watched her placing kisses along his groins and pubic bone. "You think it's gay?"

She looked up, frowning. "Huh?"

"That I shave myself. Your brother found it gay."

"My little brother found it gay that you're shaving your pubic hair? Right... I don't wanna know how you found that out."

Juice shrugged his shoulders. "He was making comments about my hair and the next thing he asked was if I was also shaving the stuff down there."

"Yeah, sounds like my brother." She sat up straight, halfway his thighs. With her index finger she slowly and very lightly drew spirals along his member, from its beginning to the tip, without taking her eyes off his. "How about not talking about my dead brother when we're having sex?"

"Sorry," he said with an apologetic smirk. "So... you think it's gay or not?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "Not specifically." She chuckled. "But how about a mohawk, somewhere here?" She put her finger underneath his navel and pulled it down until he reached his member. 

"Let me guess; with a tattoo on each side?"

"Hm-hm. You know I love ink." With her tongue she drew a zigzagging pattern across his skin.

In an attempt to distract himself from the tension between his legs, he started to kiss her neck. She gasped for breath as he found that one spot that was always provoking an intense reaction as he sucked it, while his hands folded around her breasts and started to knead them. Her hands glided across his chest, to her own hips and she pulled down her boxers so that they were lying naked on top of each other. Her lips wandered across his neck, her fingers clenched around his wrists that she pressed into the pillows next to his head. 

"Wanna do a showdown?" she asked in a hot voice, pressing kisses underneath his ear. "Let's see if you can free yourself. Maybe you'll get a very... delicious reward." Smirking, she sucked his lip. 

"What makes you think I wanna free myself?" he answered, his throat feeling dry. 

"Because if you don't, this is all you'll get," she whispered, tightening her grip around his wrists. She lifted her upper body so that only her nipples were still touching his skin. 

The lust beaming in her eyes made it almost impossible to think. She had pressed her knees against his sides, but she was sitting too far up his stomach for him to move inside her. He tried to pull away his wrists, tried to free himself, but she was really strong and part of him found this so hot that he didn't really want to get out from under her. 

. . .

His teeth were pressing down his lip as he struggled to pull loose, but she was leaning with her full weight on his wrists. When he realized that, he lifted his knee and pushed against her side, so she lost her balance. With a quick movement he threw her on her back, grabbing her hands and pushing them against the mattress above her head. A smirk adorned his face.

"Well, show me how strong you are, Shane?"

Teasingly, she bit his lip. "Yeah, you rather want me to be Shane?"

"You told me you were just Shane with tits, huh."

"Want me to put on my cut too?"

He looked pensively at her. "You look hot in it."

"You too," she admitted. 

"You better break free then."

Alex tugged her wrists, she really tried to free herself, but he had a broader built than she and he was much stronger. That he was leaving a collection of hickies in her neck and that his erection was pressing against her entrance, wasn't helping either. She however didn't give up; they kept wrestling around, kissing and trying to get on top of the other until they suddenly fell out of bed. 

As expected, Juice switched on his concern mode immediately. "Fuck, I'm sorry." He climbed off her. "Did I hurt you?"

"You wanna play nurse if you did?" she asked with a grin, sitting up straight and rubbing her aching back. 

Juice saw that she would survive the fall and nodded with a wolfish grin. "Please lay down, ma'me, I will thoroughly investigate you"

Chuckling, Alex crawled on the bed again, holding out her foot. "Think my toes need an inspection." She stuck out her tongue. 

He grabbed her ankle, kissed her toes and even sucked her big toe. Laughing because it tickled, she pulled back her foot.

"You're such a weirdo. Congratz, you're the first one sucking my toe."

Indifferently he shrugged his shoulders. "I want you from top to toe." From her feet he started to kiss his way upwards and Alex closed her eyes and relaxed, focusing on the movement of his lips. 

She had fantasized a lot about their first time – she had thought that it would be wild and passionate, or very gentle because he was afraid to hurt her, but she really enjoyed the unpredictability, the playfulness, the fact that it took much more time than expected and that they were laughing all the time. 

As she opened her eyes again, she looked right into Juice's eyes. He caressed her cheek with his thumb, the fingers of his other hand played with her a little lower and made her ready for what she wanted since she had caught his first smile.

The intense look in his eyes made her blush a bit, to her own surprise. She laid a hand against his cheek and breathed against his lips. She wanted to say something, wanted to share a bit of the heavy feelings he was causing, but right at that moment he moved his hand between her legs and started to stroke her while his lips returned to hers. 

She searched for his eyes as he stopped kissing here and slowly, he entered her.

"Are you nervous?" she asked a little surprised. 

A blush appeared on his cheeks. "It's been years since I did it with someone I am falling in love with," he muttered. "It's... different than just a fuck. And I'm still..." He trailed off, but Alex could effortlessly finish his sentence. He was still afraid to hurt her, to trigger memories about Miles. 

"This feels amazing, Juice, even better than in my fantasies."

His lips found hers again, she could taste his gratefulness. The past days his self-confidence seemed to be bruised in every thinkable way – even in bed. 

. . .

His lips were trembling as he kissed her, still out of breath. For a while they looked at each other in silence, both caught in euphoria. His eyes told her that he wanted to say something, but that he didn't trust his voice. 

She caressed his cheek. "Well, there was no need to feel nervous," she winked. "This might have been my best experience up to now. I never... came like this. Only by a hand job."

"That ex of yours really sounds like a nightmare," he muttered. 

She chuckled softly. "I was his first – and he was mine. He just wasn't that experienced, we both weren't."

Juice laid down next to her, with one arm pulling her close. "How long were you in a relationship?"

"For three years."

His eyes widened. "You were three years together and he never knew how to satisfy you properly?!"

She shrugged her shoulders. "I never knew what I missed up to now."

"And since him you never...?"

"Nope. You're my second." She winked. "And you set the bar high for the next one."

"How about no next one?" he muttered. He took her hand and pressed a kiss to her knuckle. 

She smiled. "You've been with so many women, do you really think you can limit yourself to one?"

"I do." He looked up. "Even when you were Shane, you were the only one on my mind."

She tapped his nose. "How cute. When was the last time you've been in love?"

"When I was a prospect, I think, about eight years ago. She was a Croweater. I thought she was in love with me too, but it didn't take long before I learned that I was at the bottom of the social ladder. As soon as she got the chance to fuck one of my brothers, she did it."

"Aww." She pouted her lips. 

He smirked. "Yeah, it was a harsh lesson. Since then I decided to stick to prospects." He made a face and ran his fingers across her breast. "And what about you? Have you been in love since you're ex?"

"You really don't wanna know." She chuckled. "After Oliver there was this one guy that I was desperately in love with, a guy from the army. But he was already in a relationship. Eventually he became my best friend, I guess that was better for the both of us."

Juice kept her glance for a while. "He was your best friend? What happened to him?"

She sighed deeply. "After I fucked things up, after I killed Lara... I didn't want to see any of my former friends. I wanted to break with... that family. I felt too ashamed."

"You just walked out on them?"

"Yeah. They're on the other side of the world for most of the time anyway. Jaeden tried to reach out, but I pushed him and all the others away."

"Like you pushed Mila away?"

Alex bent her head. Yep, there was obviously a pattern in her behavior. 

He laid a hand against her cheek and lifted her face. "I won't let you push me away, Alex."

She smiled slightly. "No, you'll probably be camping at my porch."

"Something like that," he smirked.

She pecked his lips, but didn't add another word. Hopefully there would never be a reason that she wanted him out of her life. For if she really wanted that, she would succeed. No matter how hard he struggled.