Chapter 23: This Is Love
”I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.” – John Green.
**Alexis**
Dean is struggling even if he's too cocky to admit it, but he deserves it because he is such a cheat. The guys tease him. Dean whines, “I can't feel my dick or tongue.”
Johnnie and I laugh as Johnnie says, “A dickless Dean, what will he do?”
Dean says, “Fuck you, man. I can get a strapon and still please a pussy or twelve.”
I touch my lip, “Dean, you might need to go to take a shower.”
He rolls his eyes, “It is just a little sweat.”
“And your forehead too,” Johnnie adds.
Dean holds out the bag, “You try one and see if your balls don't sweat.”
Johnnie says, “I'll show you how a real man takes the heat.” He takes a chip and pops it in his mouth. His eyes water and his face goes beat red just like Dean's.
Dean teases, “Dude, you look a little rough.”
Johnnie blinks rapidly, “What the fuck! I think my asshole just puckered.”
I rub his back, “Holy shit! I am sorry.” Kim, being competitive, suggests that the girls do it too. This will not end up well. Dean laughs at us and that pisses me off. “Dude, we will handle it better than you. Girls have a much higher pain tolerance.”
“Ever been kicked in the cock? Hell no,” he says.
“We give birth and deal with menstrual cramps that would have you rolling on the floor.”
Dean shakes his head, “Nope, being kicked in the nuts is another level of pain. Anyone can shit a baby out.”
I glare at him. “Fuck that! I believe we have our next challenge.”
Kim asks, “What are you thinking?”
“The guys have to feel labor pains. Let's watch them drop like flies and beg for drugs.” At first, some of the guys are hesitant, but their egos overpowered rational thought. This will be fun.
Dean says, “If we survive the cramps of death we win?” I nod. “How do we test you being kicked in the crotch?”
“I will eat one of these chips.” I once survived a sala bar that made you sign a waiver because their sauces contained ghost peppers. If I can survive that, I can this to make Dean scream for his Mommy.
Dean beams, “Deal.” The other guys all agree as well.
Tina cheers, “We got this, girls.” We all take a chip and place it in our mouth. I instantly feel the heat, but I pretend that I'm cool.
“Not bad.” Dean dares me to do another. I pop another one in my mouth. My lips and throat are on fire. Sweat is coming out of every area of my body. My stomach hurts and it is not stopping.
“Holy fuck!” Hailey yells as she is drinking from a bottle of water. Tina is in the grass licking it. I grab some leaves from a bush and rub them on my tongue trying to scrape off the heat. It feel like tiny knives all over. Johnnie comes over and passes me water, I guzzle the whole bottle and ask for more. Dean throws another bottle to Johnnie. I take the water and dump it all over my face then down over my tongue.
“Are you okay,” Johnnie asks.
“I think I'm dying.” I lay on the ground trying to breathe.
“There's fire everywhere. I need ice cream or cold milk,” Kim says.
James replies, “I will go get you ice cream.” He runs back into the stores.
“I should have stopped at one.”
Johnnie says, “You're a badass.” He leans in and kisses me. “Fuck! I forgot. This shit burns.”
James returns with three tubs of ice cream. I open the container and just start scooping it into my mouth. The coolness instantly soothes the burn. The other girls do the same. Kim is a fucking lifesaver! After we all recover from the Chip Challenge, we go to race go-carts. I let the boys race. Johnnie and Dean are overly competitive and I don't want to see either of them get hurt. Dean is knocking into people left and right. It is fun to watch everyone having a good time yet you could tell they are trying to show off their skills. Johnnie is coming around the corner and suddenly swerves into Dean, sending him into the side wall.
Dean yells, “Oh, you're so dead!”
Johnnie laughs, “Catch me if you can fucker!” He drives off, flipping him off. I can't stop laughing at them being goofballs. Johnnie wins the race, Dean is second and Clint last. Johnnie walks over and takes a seat next to me on the bleachers. “How are you doing?”
“I am okay.” He leane in and kisses me as his hand runs up my side and cups my breast.
He looks into my eyes, “Want to get lost for a bit?” I nod. He helps me up. We carefully make it down the stairs. We order an Uber. The rest of the crew head out to grab a bite to eat. While we are in the Uber, I check out places that do the labor stimulation. I find a place and book it for tomorrow. “What are you doing?”
I turn my phone to him and laugh, “You boys are in for a real treat with no epidural. But you don't have to do it, I just want to see Dean suffer after saying anyone can shit out a baby.”
Johnnie looks at me, “I'll do it.”
“Taking one for the team?”
“Yeah, why not. You'll have to do the real thing one day with my baby,” he says as he turns red like he didn't mean to say what he said.
“What was that?”
“Nothing.”
“What did you say?”
“Sorry, it just slipped out.”
“Do you see yourself having children with me?”
He looks out the window with the biggest smile. He turns back and leans in and places his lips on mine. He breaks away. “Does it scare you that I said that?”
“No. I just didn't think you even wanted kids.”
“Alexis, you make me want everything. I've never wanted kids or even thought much about them. But since you, I have actually thought you're someone I can see having a baby with.”
“I never really thought about it either. My doctor told me I would be considered high risk if it did happen because some treatments cause infertility but she thinks I could still get pregnant.”
“Oh,” he looks a little bummed.
“It could take up to a year and I will have to be monitored. I'm not saying it because I'm scared. I just want you to know what you're getting into with me.”
“I'm all in, Alexis. I want you to meet my family, well what is left of it,” he says.
“Really?”
“Yeah,” he says as we arrived back at the hotel and head inside. Johnnie picks me up and carries me bridal style.
“What's this for?”
He grins, “Just cause I can.”
“You're so sweet.” I kiss him as I push the button for the elevator. The doors open and people walk out. Johnnie steps in and places me down on my feet. His hand rests on my ass. “How are you feeling since last night?”
“A little sore, but overall I feel good.”
“Good. So you liked everything we did?”
“All of it was amazing.” I blush, feeling shy, “I trust you.”
“I'll never hurt you, Alexis.”
“I know.” The doors open and we walk out holding hands as we walk down the hallway. Johnnie places his key card in the slot. The lights beep and the door opens . We walk in and I see a huge and beautiful spread of food along with drinks, gorgeous bouquets of flowers and rose petals everywhere. “Baby, did you do this?”
“Well, I made a call, but this is for you,” he says.
“Wow, it is beautiful.” He leads me to the bathroom. The huge garden jacuzzi tub has bottles of champagne, chocolate-covered strawberries, candles, and rose petals galore. It is so romantic.
“I don't want to wait for a day that says I should make a certain day special. I want to show you how special you are to me right now and every day. I intend to make each day better than any Valentine's Day we have ever had,” he says. “So bath or food?”
“How about both? Let’s have food in the bath because it all looks so good.”
He starts undressing me as he kisses my neck, lifts my shirt over my head and then undoes my pants. He takes my boot off and wraps my cast with a bag, before taping it up. He slides my thong down. He kissed his way down as he kneels on the floor. He lifts my left leg, more than my right, sliding my thong off. He kisses his way back up. My core is aching to feel him. His lips sweep across my sensitive milky skin. He comes up just outside my pussy. “Beautiful,” he says as he winks then sinks his face in. He does one long sweep from top to bottom and my body jerks in response. My hands cling to his hair as he messages his tongue, sliding up and down my slit. He was slow to start, then he keeps hitting the right spot.
Johnnie sits me on the edge of the tub, he slides his finger inside my throbbing wetness. He pushes in and out, the speed and power had me moaning, as my walls clamped around his finger as I came. He tugs on my hair and pulls me down to meet his glorious mouth. He eases his finger out, then sits back on his heels, slides his finger in his mouth and licks it clean.
“That felt so good.”
“You taste so fucking good,” he says as he helps me into the bath. He then gets undressed. I watch as he gets completely naked and I blush from his gorgeous body. I fan myself feeling myself getting heated. “Are you okay?”
I nod. “You catch me off guard with your stunningly perfected body is all.”
He smiles, “You are perfect to me.”
“I'm not even close. I fought cancer and it may return and I have a broken ankle. I am far from perfection.”
“You are perfect in my eyes, baby. It's your eyes, the way they look at me, and how you make me feel like I am number one. Your lips when they smile make me smile back. Your body is just beautiful in every way.”