Alec's POV

"Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked, her eyes widened slightly, one perfect eyebrow arched up in question.

A memory flashed through my mind.

Eleven years ago....
"Don't worry Cece. We'll be fine." I said trying to assure the older woman. In reality I was excited and couldn't wait for her to leave. 

Her taking Jenna, Jessa's twin, to the hospital meant Jessa and I would spend more time together... alone.

"Don't do anything stupid. I'm trusting you young man." She said, her Mexican accent thick in her voice, a stern look on her face. I nodded at her.

She grabbed her coat and after putting Jenna's coat in her bag, the two women left the house. Excitedly I ran up the stairs, taking them two at a time.

I'd been with a lot of girls...I'd had tons of sex...mostly because I was trying to get Jessa out of my mind. She seemed to want nothing more to do with me apart from being my friend and I hated it.

That was before we opened up and she told me how she was feeling. We'd been dating for almost a year now. Things were going great!

"Jessa? Mi amor they're..."I stopped when I stepped into her bedroom and saw her lying on the bed wearing noting but my shirt and sexy red lace underwear.
{My love}

She arched an eyebrow, her eyes daring. I groaned in frustration as she bit her blood red lips sexily and stared at me like she wanted to eat me.

" Jesucristo, serás mi muerte. " I groaned while she giggled. She couldn't really speak Spanish well but she could understand perfectly.
{Jesus Christ, you'll be the death of me.}

I couldn't kick my shoes off fast enough. I mounted the little vixen, placing my fists in either side of her head. Peering down, I admired the angel beneath me.

She flashed me a bright smile and my heart did a backflip. I'd known Jessa since we were kids, we grew up to her and eventually my crush on her developed into real feelings.

I couldn't even being to explain what Jessa did to me.  She defied everything I said and she somehow managed to turn me on while pissing me off.

She wrapped her delicate arms around my neck, bringing me down for a slow and passionate kiss. That was it. I was putty in her hands.

She was nervous...I could feel it. I slowly pulled off the shirt she was wearing, discarding it on the floor. My breath hitched at the sight of her bare body.

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She tried to cover herself but I grabbed her hands pinning them next to her head.

"Don't hide yourself, mi alma.... You're beautiful." Her cheeks tinged a bright read and I chuckled at how adorable and precious she was.
{My soul}

My eyes roamed her body: her smooth milky skin looked absolutely ravishing, she had little Hershey kiss nipples...so perky and cute..and the the lace underwear wasn't helping with my hard on at all.

It took everything I had to stop myself from ripping her underwear apart and taking her right then and there. But i knew better. Jessa wasn't like the girls i fucked.

She wasn't just a tight hole to fuck, she wasn't a meaningless fuck.

Jessa was the love of my life, the woman i wanted to marry, she was my vida. I'd wait to put a ring on her finger, to change her last name Ambrose, then I'd make her mine in every way possible.
{My life}

Until then, I'd sate myself with these moments.

"Todo Mio..." I said before crashing my lips to hers, her strawberry scent and the warmth of her skin against mine driving me crazy.
{All mine}

My hands trailed down her heated skin, wandering down to her panties as I pushed them away from her body. She bit down on my lip forcing a groan to escape from me as she shoved her tongue in my mouth.

My whole body tingled as I moved from her lips to her soft breasts, teasing the bud of her nipple. I flicked my tongue against her nipples biting and sucking while my other hand kneaded the other breast.

She whimpered when I pinched and twisted her nipple. I loved how responsive she was to my touch. There was a higher deep inside me for her. I wanted her so badly.

But Jessa, she was the rarest jewel. I'd fucked a lot of things up in my life but I'd promised myself that with her, I'd do things right. I pulled away, smirking when a whine escaped her lips.

I kissed her lips before moving to suck on her earlobe. "I'm going to do naughty things to you."

I bit down gently eliciting a mewl from her before I moved away.

I knelt between her legs and kissed my way up her thigh. When I reached the juncture between her legs, I licked her opening, tasting her hot sweet wetness.

She shuddered when I licked her again. I couldn't get enough of her. I'd imagined what she'd taste like but..this was way better. She tasted amazing.

I wondered what it'd feel like to finally be inside her...to bury my cock deep inside her and take her over and over again. I shuddered at the thought.

When I slipped a finger inside her she arched her back, grabbing my hair as a gasp escaped her lips. She was so tight..so fucking tight.

"Oh...Alec..Don't stop.. please." She begged. Holding her lips open with my fingers, I dove in, fucking her hole with my tongue. The sound of my name coming from her lips drove me mad.

She moaned and purred, her fingers pulling my hair, eliciting a groan from me. I was hard as fuck. But this moment wasn't about me. It was about my baby girl.

I wanted to make her feel good. I licked up her slit. Adding another finger, I sucked at her sensitive clit. Her moans got louder ad she tightened around my fingers, her orgasm fast approaching.

I moved up, capturing her lips while my fingers remained inside her. In and out, I found a rhythm.

"Joderme...por favor....Joderme." she begged, pulling away as she shuddered. Her moans were sexy but the sound of her begging was something else.
{Fuck me...please...fuck me.}

I wanted to. I wanted to make love to her so badly. But I couldn't. I wanted her to bear my last name first.

It turned me on so much. It made me so fucking happy to know I'd be the first and last man to see her this way.. vulnerable and lost in the pleasure I was giving her.

She hadn't even touched me and I was on the verge of cumming.

"Quiero abrirte de piernas y follarte tan fuerte que no puedas caminar sin cojear." I whispered in her ears, knowing how much dirty talk turned her on.
{I want to spread your legs and fuck you so hard that you can't walk without limping.}

And i meant every word I said. Jessa was an angel, but in bed, she was as freaky as I was. The things she could do with her mouth...her dirty little mouth.

Fuck!

She moaned as I added a third finger, her nails digging into my skin.

"Las cosas que me haces...." I whispered trailing kisses on her neck before proceeding to suck on her sensitive skin. She gripped my shoulders harder, her hips bucking up as she fucked herself on my fingers.
{The things you do to me...}

"I'm gonna...I'm...oh..Fuck!!' she screamed in my ear as her orgasm hit her.

"Eso es bébé, corre para mi."

{That's it baby, cum for me.}

I pulled away to look at her: her messy hair, her lips read and swollen from kissing me, her face red and flushed. I stared into her green eyes as she rode her orgasm out.

She was beautiful....so beautiful.

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A hand waving in front of my face brought me back to the present.

Reminiscing that memory hadn't helped at all. I was painfully hard, the bulge in my sweatpants visible now. I slapped her hand away.

"Are you okay? You look kinda red." She asked, worry etched into her beautiful face.

No! I'm hard as fuck because you decide to be a temptress and walk into my office looking like that.

All I wanna do is bend you over this desk and fuck the shit out of you.

"I'm perfectly alright." I said instead, giving her a glare. She bit her lip and nodded. The sight of her biting her lips sent a shudder through my body straight to my cock.

Fuck me!

Aaliyah's POV

I placed my head on the cool surface of my desk as a sigh escaped my lips. I was a black woman working in a company dominated by white men.

Sexism and racism were a constant battle every day. I was tired.

So damn tired!

I'd had enough and frankly I had to do something about it.

For three years now I'd been working my ass off in this bloody company and the online they could do was insinuate that for every successful client I bagged, I spread my legs.

Chauvinistic bastards!

All of them, from the boss down to the janitor.

Sexist pigs!

I didn't even know why they treated me like shit. I wasn't the only woman working here and I sure as hell wasn't the only black woman here!

So why they fuck did they have to say shit like that? All I wanted to do was work hard enough to give my daughter the best education the world had to offer.

My mother hadn't been able to give me that no matter how hard she'd tried. I promised myself I'd give Agnes everything I couldn't have as a child.

My phone began vibrating in my bag. I dug into my bag to find it. I froze as I saw it was Agnes's school.

"Hello?"

"Good afternoon ma'am. Is this Miss Evans?"

"Yes this is she. Is something wrong?"

"Ma'am please Agnes fell sick at school. We're gonna need you to come pick her up right now."

"Is she okay? What happened?"

"She vomitted at recess. She's been to the school nurse so she's better but she can't stay in school."

"I'm on my way. Thank you!"

Fuck!

I grabbed my bag and rushed out of my office, praying in my head that nothing was seriously wrong with my baby. She was all i had.

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Quick question.
Is it..

Yes this is her or Yes this is she? I'm confused. Please help!🧐☹️☹️☹️

So...Seems Alec and Jessa have a very interesting past....🤤🤤🤤

So Aaliyah's Jamaican...who do you think Agnes's father is?😏😏😏
I could write a book about their past...them growing up? What do you think?

Ai, so many ideas. Anyways I hope y'all enjoyed it! Don't forget to vote and comment. 😌✌️✌️

-Daisy