Chapter Twenty-Six

She arched her back into his mouth as his hand clasped onto her left thigh, inching up slowly and taking her skirt with it. It hiked up and his fingers found the hem of her panties.

"Are you - " Keanu said but a loud buzzing noise silenced him.

Alice's leg jerked at his side. "What was that?"

His back straightened and he stuck a hand into his pocket. Removing his phone, he tapped on it for a few times before he returned his phone to where it came from. "Your dad's on his way back."

She shot up from the bed. "Crap!"

"Put your clothes back on, quickly," he said, moving away from her. She made herself presentable as soon as she could and watched as Keanu stood at the side of the bed, watching her with a stony expression. For a moment, what seemed like regret passed his features but they were gone before she could take a good look. He turned around, heading towards the door.

"Wait, Keanu," she said.

He stopped and turned around to face her. "Yeah?"

"Do you regret what we did?"

He paused for a while. "Fuck that," he said. "We'll pick this up again."

And when the next day came and she had sent both her parents to do a favour for her outside, Keanu burst into her front door, grabbing hold of her with his hands on either side of her face. He kissed her with desperate need as he backed her into the home. Pulling her thin white cardigan over her head, he dropped it to he ground as he dragged her waist to his lower body.

She parted from him, taking a few steps back. He held onto her arm, and she slid away from his touch, their hands hanging in midair between them for a few seconds. He glared at her softly, his body tense with arousal.

"Where do you think you're going, Alice?"

She laughed, and turned around, running to the kitchen.

"Come back here," he said, hot on her heels. Following her to the kitchen, she leaned against the kitchen island with a playful look on her face. She bit into her bottom lip teasingly and Keanu laughed, his raspy voice sounding into the air. He stopped before her and put his arms on either side of her on the island, enclosing her in. "You're not going anywhere now."

She threw her head back and laughed. Cupping his nape, she kissed his lips momentarily before his mouth found the thin skin on the bottom of her earlobe. She sighed as he sucked on the thick arousal there, her body shivering with pleasure. He slid his tongue down from her earlobe to the side of her neck and she gasped, her other hand splaying outwards behind her on the counter. It hit a bowl of apples sitting behind her, and the wooden bowl crashed over the edge of the island with a loud crack, along with the thudding of apples bouncing across the floor.

"Crap," she said. "We need to pick that back up." His hand inched up below her black camisole. "Ah, forget about it."

He laughed once. Holding onto both her hips, he lifted her off the floor and put her on the kitchen counter. He put two fingers on the side of her knee, and pushed it apart from her other knee. With her legs parted, he nestled himself between them, then dropped to the ground onto his knees.

Reaching under her skirt, he pulled onto the hem of her panties and tugged them slowly down her legs, until they hung on one of her feet. He hiked her skirt further up and shoved her legs outwards. Thumb digging into the side of her inner thigh, he grazed his teeth against the sore skin there, and the electricity exploded up her body, sending her head skyward with her chest heaving.

He caught the skin between his teeth and bit down hard, and her body trembled violently. Her hand fisted the hair on the back of his head, pushing his head into her lower body.

"I fucking worship you, Alice," he said.

"No talking!" Alice gasped.

He chuckled, then neared her core. Brushing his nose against her fuzz, he exhaled hot air into her core. Spasms spread across her body, her thighs clenching hard. Her feet pressed against his upper back, inching him closer.

A gasp ripped from her throat the moment his tongue met her clit. His tongue circled the bud before his lips covered it, and he sucked hard. His breath shrouded her core in short, hot bursts and he lowered his mouth to her opening. He dragged his tongue across her slit before he pushed it into her folds. Pleasure burst from her pussy as it loosened to allow him entrance.

His tongue went in and out of her folds repeatedly as his thumb pressed into her clit, circling it and building it up the tension to a high that overflowed when the orgasm struck her and she cried out, her pussy spasming uncontrollably. She felt the acid rock her entire body as he smiled against her core, obviously pleased that he had coaxed the orgasm from her with just his mouth.

He stood up, her legs still wrapped around him and gave her a pleased smile. She panted for a while as her body fought to regain its composure and she laughed, her forehead sticking to his. He kissed a smile into her lips lightly and their laughter mixed in the silent room.

"Surely you don't think we're done, Alice?" Keanu said.

Her eyes widened. "We're not?"

"Women are capable of multiple orgasms," he said. "It's only the beginning."

Her face lit up. "God, I don't want this moment to ever end."

He smiled, then reached out to the kitchen island. Her eyes followed his hand and she watched as he dipped his hand into a clear glass of water and took an ice cube out from it. He held it up to her eyes for her to see.

Then that hand disappeared between her legs and he held the ice cube against her clit. She jumped in shock as the cold pierced her body.

"Wha- "

He slid the ice cube up and down her clit, and the fringes of arousal greeted her again. She moaned and he lowered the ice cube until it found her opening. He pushed it in slowly, bit by bit, until it was fully inside of her.

"Alice?" her father's voice boomed from the other room. "Where are you?"

Shock slammed into their bodies at the same exact second, and she flew off the counter while he parted from her, turning around to leave the kitchen and stall Mike.

"Hey, Mike!" she heard Keanu say. 


"Keanu, why are you here?" Mike said. "I forgot to grab my wallet. It's in the kitchen."

Alice smoothed the creases from her clothes as quickly she could while she brushed the sex out of her hair. Mike strolled into the kitchen and that was when she realised that her panties were on the ground. She kicked it behind her and placed her feet on top, hoping that her father wouldn't look down at her. But when Keanu followed him into the kitchen, Keanu's eyes instantly found her feet and panic crept into his face.

"Whoa," Mike said. "What the hell happened in here?"

She could still feel the ice cube inside her heat and she pressed her thighs together to keep it in, but a drop of water fell to the ground between her feet. Fear wracked her mind as her father shot glances between the two of them.

"I was just talking to her about some official matters when I accidentally knocked the bowl of apples over. I'm sorry. We were about to pick it back up," Keanu said.

"Geez, clumsy much?" Mike said, walking to the other side of the island and picking up his wallet. Alice stared at it, and berated herself for not spotting his wallet earlier. Keanu sped over to her side and dropped to the ground, picking her underwear up and stuffing it into his pocket.

Another drop of water fell from her pussy to the ground.

Mike rounded the island again and stared between the two of them again, confusion on his face. "Alice, you look unwell."

"I'm not," she said.

Mike stared at Keanu, his eyes glancing at his pocket. "You're not trying to get her back with Leonard, are you?"

"What?" Keanu said. "Hell no."

"Good," Mike said. Then he looked at Alice again. "Why are you standing like that?"

She ran through her blank mind for excuses to say as she continued to keep her thighs together, but as time went on, the ice cube melted inside her. It dripped water onto the floor, until finally, it slipped out of her and fell to the ground with a cling.