Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Mommy... Daddy... open the door!" A girl called behind the door.
They both froze and stared at the door, unable to decide what to do next.
"Mom, Dad, open the door!" Sasha called again, louder this time.
Alex perched herself up as Robbie held her down again.
"Robbie!" she said, confused. "What are you doing?"
"No," Robbie said sternly.
"What?"
"C'mon, Alex," he pleaded. "Are you serious?"
"But, Sasha..."
He leaned in to her ear and whispered, "Don't answer it."
'God! How did he ever make it sound so sexy?' she thought.
"Allison..." he begged. "Don't." Then, he kissed the side of her neck. "Please..." and he started trailing gentle kisses as Alex let out a deep sigh.
Robbie may sound desperate but down there was on fire that even a cold shower would never be able put it out.
"MOMMY! DADDY! C'mon, I'm hungry. What's taking you guys so long?"
Alex pushed Robbie away and the latter stopped immediately.
"Open the door, Robbie," she ordered.
"Seriously?"
He could not believe this woman!
One minute she was begging him to do it and now that he obliged, she just wanted him to stop because of their daughter.
Robbie loved his daughter, but right now he just wanted to tell her to go away.... just for a few minutes.
So they could finish what they had started as quickly as possible. He was too aroused he did not know if he would be able to calm himself.
"I'm serious, Robbie. Open the door!" Alex commanded, glaring at him.
Robbie sighed and sweeping his eyes over her, he chuckled.
"What?" Alex asked, irritated. "What's so funny?"
"Are you sure you want Sasha to see us like this?" he replied.
"Then why don't you get off so we can both get dressed?" she said, raising her eyebrow.
Robbie let out a deep sigh and got off from her. He knew he won't be able to win to Alex.
"Fine," he said in surrender, and picking up his shorts, he put it back on. The "thing" was still sticking up like a flag from inside his shorts and Alex could not resist not to look at it.
A playful grin curved in his lips.
"Are you sure you don't want to continue?" Robbie teased, hoping she'd changed her mind. He ran a finger on her arm sending a small current through her veins.
"Stop it, Robbie! No!" she replied, chuckling. She forced her eyes back on his face. "Now, you open the door and I'll go get dressed."
Alex then sat up from the bed, and walked over to the closet. Robbie followed her inside.
"What are you doing here, Robbie?" she asked, but instead of replying, he pushed her on the wall and gave her a sweet fervent kiss.
He let got of her lips, shoving a strand behind her ear, he ran down a finger on her cheek, and smiled.
Alex smiled back as he let her go. It was weird how their relationship was. There were unspoken words yet, their bodies responded uncontrollably with each other.
"I'm going to grab a shirt," he said, pulling away from her. Then he reached for a shirt from the shelf and put it on.
"Laters, sweetheart," and he winked at her before walking out of the closet.
She smiled faintly and blew a breath on her face. Her cheeks were still feeling hot and flustered. Sighing, she turned towards the shelves where her clothes were neatly arranged.
Alex quickly grabbed some clothes to wear. She didn't know what had gotten to her awhile ago. It was as if her feelings just could not take it anymore.
She needed to let him feel it eventhough she knew she would get hurt at the end.
A risk she was willing to take... for Sasha... at least.
After yesterday's event, she could not help but admire him. His protectiveness to Sasha being a father and standing beside her in difficult times, had made her longed for more days like that. She wished they could really be a couple, not only for the agreement but for a lifetime.
She knew she was risking her heart for him but she wanted to let him know at least. That somehow her desires for him were too strong and that her admiration grew each time.
Was she finally falling in love with him? But what about Robbie?
Did he just desire her or there was something else?
Yes, she was probably a substitute for something... or someone, but then if he wanted him to risk her heart for him, she would do it.
Because he was all worth it after all....
*********
"Hello, honey," Robbie greeted as he soon as he opened the door. It took several breaths and splashing of cold water on himself before his body had finally cool down, and right before answering the door.
The door opened to a girl who had her arms crossed, pouting at him.
"What are you and Mom doing?" she asked.
Robbie smiled. "Mom and I are just having an alone time."
"Alone time? What were you talking about?"
'We do more than talk...' he almost added.
He opened the door wide as Sasha stepped in. She went straight to the bed and sat down.
"Where have you been, Daddy? I woke up and you're gone. Then I went downstairs and looked for you. They said you were out. Where did you go?" she inquired.
Robbie sat beside her on the bed.
"I ran at the beach."
"You ran? I wish you woke me up, Daddy. I love to go to the beach, too."
"Well, princess, it's too early, and plus you look like an angel when you sleep. I can't wake you up."
"I look like an angel?"
Robbie smiled.
"Yes, but your daddy's angel for now," and he caressed her cheek with his finger.
Sasha smiled sweetly at him.
"How bout Mom? What does she look lie when she sleeps?" and Alex came out of the closet in time.
"A goddess," he replied, gazing at her with so much love. His eyes twinkled in delight.
"Wow, Daddy. You must like Mom so much to think she was a goddess."
"Well, isn't she?"
Sasha looked up to her mom and smiled.
"Yes, she is beautiful. I look like her."
"Yes you are. Indeed she is a rare beauty," as his eyes swept over her. The jean dress had hit the right curves on her body and adding some reddened cheeks, she looked so alluring.
'Blooming after passion,' he thought happily.
His eyes then fell on her lips, suddenly wanting to kiss her again.
Alex could not believe what she heard. Robbie considered her a rare beauty, and her heart leaped several times with it.
"You need something to pop up your features," he commented.
So he stood up and walking inside the bathroom, he opened a drawer. He took out a make-up kit and opened it.
Robbie intentionally left a make-up kit in the bathroom for her so she could doll herself up when needed.
But now, he wanted to accentuate her features by adding a bit of lipstick on her lips. He opened the case and took one glossy blood red lipstick.
Coming back to the room, he took off the lipstick cap, turned it and held it in his right hand.
"Part your lips for me," he ordered as he lifted her chin up with his left hand.
This was not the first time Robbie had tried putting lipstick on her. He was her first test subject when he made his very first product.
Robbie carefully dabbed the red lipstick on her lips, detailing every curve and line as he gazed into it.
"You still have the most beautiful lips, Alex," he commented as he lifted his eyes to hers. "Plump and sexy."
Their eyes met for a moment before Sasha interrupted.
"Daddy, I just wonder. Why do you like to make lipsticks?" Sasha asked. "Isn't it that make-ups are for girls only?"
Robbie smiled and turned to his daughter.
"Yes, it is for girls only but..." and he sat beside her again. "I love making them because I want women to feel confident and beautiful the way they are."
"Okay...." and Sasha bit her lip.
A question was in the girl's mind and she was contemplating if she would ask it or not. She did not want her dad to get mad at her.
"Daddy..." the girl started. Worry began to engulf her. "Please don't get mad."
Robbie's eyebrows creased.
"Why would I get mad?"
"Well.... I was jus thinking.... are you really gay?"