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✧・゚: * Chapter Four *:・゚✧

Tags: phone sex

The last few weeks have been a complete whirlwind; my life turning in a direction I never thought possible. Ever since that night I gave Alex my number, we haven't stopped talking.

At first it was little texts here and there, but then as Alex got further into the fanfic, he started to ask me what was going to happen between Mr. Bowman and Rose. It was so hard for me to wrap my head around the idea that Alex Bowman was talking to me AND he was enjoying my fic. I honestly thought I would have run him away, but if anything, this brought us even closer.

Then one night, my phone rang. "I needed to hear your voice." I could hear how upset he was. "I had a horrible race and just, Ella, you're the only person I want to talk to right now." I melted at his confession.

We ended up talking the whole night after I was able to calm him down and distract Alex from the race. We talked about everything under the sun then, just growing closer and closer to each other.

I still can't wrap my mind around the fact that Alex and I were even talking, but somehow, he makes my life so much more now. I would be lying if I said I wasn't falling for him, because I was.

I don't know when it happened exactly, but it was somewhere between the late night phone calls and the stupid memes he sends me throughout the day when I'm at work. He was the first thought I have in the morning and the last one I have at night.

I glanced at the clock and cringed, it was almost 2 am and I was still up texting Alex. Truth be told, I'd lose sleep if it meant I could talk to him.

Me: Alex, I should be sleeping! Stop sending me cute pictures of yourself. I have work in the morning Mr. Racecar driver.

Alex: So do I

Me: Yeah cuz flying out to the racetrack is work.

Alex: It's work related... =P

Me: Please put your tongue away, Sir.

Alex quickly sends me a picture of him sticking his tongue out seductively and I groaned. He has no idea what this does to me. There's no doubt that we've been flirting with each other here and there, but tonight felt a little different and I needed him to know how much that turned me on.

I just hope that doesn't scare him away. We haven't talked about anything sexual beyond my fic, so this for sure would be a make or break moment.

Me: You have no idea what that tongue of yours does to me.

Alex: Good?

I decided to fuck it. I needed this man to know how much he turns me on. I opened my camera, flipped it to selfie mode, snapped a photo of my lips caught between my teeth with my nipples hard underneath a see through tank top I was wearing. It was also clear where my free hand was.

Me: More than...

Alex: Are you...?

I replied with another photo, my hand underneath the waistband of my shorts. It was very visible that my hand was in between my legs. I held my breath as I waited for his response and then smiled when my phone rang.

"Like what you see, Mr. Bowman?" I answered.

"Ella," he sighed, I could hear rustling in the background and I knew he was getting comfortable in his bed, "why are you being a tease?" I laughed, hearing the strain in his voice.

"Hey, you're the one that sent me the picture in the first place."

"I highly doubt my tongue is the reason for this."

I smiled, and gave a little hum. "Not the only reason. I may have also just finished writing a sex scene that felt like I was the one being fucked and not my characters."

"Shit," he breathed into the phone. "Are you, um, are you still touching yourself?" Alex's voice was low and breathy. It made me wish he was here with me instead of on the phone.

"Yes," I whimpered, flicking my fingers against my clit, "does Mr. Bowman approve?"

"Ella," he moaned, "you have no idea what that does to me." I bit my lip, liking this turn of events.

"Tell me."

"Read me what you wrote tonight," he said instead. I could feel myself blush, I wasn't sure if I could.

"I, um."

"I want to hear your sultry voice reading about Mr. Bowman fucking Rose, all the while you touch yourself, can you do that for me, baby?" My body reacted instantly at the charge in his voice. I knew if he kept talking like this I would come.

"I'm not going to last that long, Alex."

"Shit, Ella, tell me what you're doing."

"I'm wishing these fingers were yours, Mr. Bowman," I whispered, "I'm so wet."

"Fuck" Alex moaned.

"I have 2 fingers in my pussy; I wish they were your cock." I closed my eyes, imagining Alex in between my legs, wishing more than anything that he could fuck me. "Are you touching yourself?" I asked, I needed to know.

"Yes, I'm so hard," he moaned, "pretend I'm there, Ella. My lips on your neck, my fingers trailing down your side, and my cock deep in your pussy, going in and out as fast as I can." I trembled at his whispered words, his voice low and demanding.

Alex's breath hitched as he created a scene in my head; his lips on my skin, his fingers digging in my hips as he fucks me deeply. Right there, I'd murmur in his ear, pulling on his hair tightly, fuck me harder.

He let out a loud moan, and that was all I needed to send me over the edge. My legs started to shake around my fingers. Alex's name fell from my mouth loudly, a name that was all too familiar on my tongue.

"Ella," he groaned, "fuck, I'm going to come."
"Cum for me, daddy," I breathed into the phone. He was silent for a moment, and then a deep resounding groan filled my ears. It sent another wave of pleasure through me, causing my toes to curl.

It was the hottest thing I've ever heard.

"I wish I was with you right now," I confessed, and then immediately bit my tongue for saying it. "Sorry, I didn't mean to say that."
"Really? And don't be sorry. I like that you wish that. I wish I could be there with you, too. I've been wanting that for a while now but I've been too scared to say it." My heart was pounding so fast in my chest at his confession. "I wasn't sure where your head has been in regards to us."

Us.

"Alex," I cooed, "first and foremost, I'm a fan of yours, on and off the track. It was so easy to like you as a racecar driver; you're passionate and hard working, sexy as hell," he laughed when I said this, "but then I met the man behind the firesuit. The man who's funny, caring, loving, goes out of his way to make my day better by sending me stupid memes."
"Heyyyy, they're not stupid!"
"Shush! I'm talking here."
"Sorry, zipping it!"
"Anyways, you don't have to do any of that. You don't have to talk to some fangirl because she writes smutty fanfics about you, but you do, Alex, you do so much for me and how could I not fall for you? But I am, I'm falling so hard and I pray that you feel the same way."
"Ella," Alex sighed, "do you really feel that way about me?"
"I wouldn't sacrifice my sleep if I didn't." Alex just laughed and gah! I never wanted to stop hearing that.
"My girl and her love of sleep."

My girl.

A rush went through me when he said that.

"I need to see you, Ella. I don't know why we waited so long, but I need to see you."
"When?"
"The race at Charlotte, next weekend." After a beat of silence, he whispered, "stay with me."
"You'd want that?" I was shy all of sudden even though I just confessed my feelings for him.
"I've wanted you by my side ever since that first night I called you. I'm past the point of falling for you, Ella, I want you and only you. So yes, I want you to stay with me at the track. I want to finally get the hands on the girl that's been driving me crazy for the past few weeks. I've never been more sure about anything in my entire life."

I glanced at my laptop where it sat, waiting for me to continue the story of Mr. Bowman and Rose and how they're destined to fall in love and wondered it it was as simple as that -- fate bringing two people together because I decided to write a stupid little story that was floating around in my head.

"Then I'm yours, Alex, and yes, I'll stay with you. I can't wait."

As I said goodnight to Alex, I couldn't help but wonder if those words I said to him were the beginning of my own love story. One could only hope. 

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A/N: EEK! They're *FINALLY* going to meet!  

I really hope everyone liked this chapter.  It was so much fun to write!  Thank you again for all of your amazing comments and votes on this story.  This is quickly becoming one of my favorite stories.  

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