"Mr. Dawson," Malia called out as she peeped into the kitchen
She was having a hard time picking what dress to wear between the two, so she slopped down the stairs to ask the only person she was with at home.
Malia wasn't sure about the older man's taste in fashion, but she still believed that he was better than her. At least, two heads were better than one.
In her hand, she held two dresses, one on the left and another on the right. One was a blue chiffon flowy dress color, and the other was a red body con dress.
Dawson, who was cleaning the kitchen, raised his head when he had Luna's voice. "Yes, Miss," He responded as he moved closer to where she was.
He saw the frustrated look on her face and wondered what it was, only for her to raise the two dresses for him to see making Mr. Dawson smile.
The Luna thought that he was any better when it came to fashion, but she was mistaken. He always threw on anything as the day went by. "Madam, I am as horrible as it gets when it comes to fashion. How about waiting for Mr. Ford to return?"
Malia was disappointed, and her insecurities kicked in. 'What would Mr. Ford think if she asked him what to wear?' She wanted to look good to fit his appearance.
"Do you think so?" She questioned doubtingly
"I know so," Responded Mr. Dawson
He looked at Malia and wondered how someone as innocent and genuine still existed in a world so dangerous.
"Ok, I will go and wait for him in my room. Thank you, Mr. Dawson" She then turned and moved back to the stairs.
Just when she had disappeared from Mr. Dawson's sight, the door opened, and in walked the man himself.
Alex saw Dawson standing in front of the kitchen and was surprised. Dawson rarely showed up unless he called. He gave up the thought when remembered that Luna was at home too.
"Alpha," He bowed. Alex turned to look around to make sure that Malia wasn't close.
"How was your day Dawson?" Alex asked
"Good, thank you, Sir,"
Alex then climbed the stairs wondering whether to check on his mate or have a bath first, and e decided on the latter.
He went into his room, undressed, and directly headed into the bathroom. He needed a cold birth to refresh his tired body.
In Malia's room, she sat on her bed impatiently and waited for Mr. Ford to get home while checking on the time. 'Would he be angry if he returned and found that she wasn't ready?'
The thought passed through her mind, and she agreed that there could be that possibility too. Therefore she stood up and went outside her room to ask Dawson when Alex would return home.
Much to her luck, Dawson was also leaving the kitchen, so she called out and asked when Mr. Ford would return.
"Right behind you, baby" Alex was just out of the bathroom when heard his mate's voice. She was asking for him. The voice sounded close to his room. He opened the door and saw her standing a few steps from his door with her back to him.
The sudden voice from behind startled Malia; she thought that he was still at work. She then turned only to turn back and face Dawson again.
"Need me for anything, baby girl?" Alex saw her embarrassment and decided to tease her a little.
"Yes, Sir," Malia responded. She felt it disrespectful to speak to him with her bus turned, but she couldn't help herself. Mr. Ford was in a towel.
Out of respect, she turned slowly to face Alex but kept her head down. Alex could see the blush on her face and smile.
"How can I help you then?" He asked warmly
"I need help with what to wear. I have two dresses, but I don't know where we are going, and I don't want to embarrass you."
The struggle was real, especially when he saw how she was pulling at her finger to hold back her nervousness.
"Let's go then" Alex could grab at every opportunity to spend more time with her.
"Mr. Ford, could you put on a trouser at least," Malia said. She felt like her hormones were fighting against her sanity. How could she think dirty thoughts about a man like Mr. Ford?
Every dirty possibility went through her mind, and she wanted to kiss him. She didn't remember much about that night with him, but her body did long for him every time she saw him.
"Ok, Malia. Give me a second, and I will be with you in your room" Alex smiled and turned back to his room. It seems like his nakedness was tempting. The way she looked at him like she wanted to jump him. He could take that and other things she wanted to do to his body.
When he returned to his room, he picked up his trousers and realized that he was on salute down there. "Oh, Malia. You, my dear, are some little temptress. You don't have to do anything, and I am craving you like this," He said to himself with a naughty smile.
As she waited for Alex, Malia decided to curl her hair and wear her lipstick. She made an ombre color of nude and a little brown, at least she could do a few things even though she was horrible with the skills of doing makeup.
Alex came in when she had just finished with her hair. "Where are the dresses that you want to wear? We can choose from those"
Malia found it weird that he had entered her room naturally without knocking, but she didn't dwell on it and decided to point at the two dresses on the bed.
Alex turned to look at them and felt drawn to the red one. It reminded him of the tight dress she had worn that night in the club. She looked so attractive; her image was still in his mind.
"This one," He lifted the red dress off the bed and passed it to her.
"Malia thanked him and then headed to the bathroom to change. After she had put the dress on, pulling the zip was hard since there is bodycon, so she could only go out and ask Alex for help.
Alex gladly offered to help. As he pulled the zip, Alex stood so close to her from the back that her butt was close to his crotch. Malia felt the electricity going through her and tried to pull away to leave at least a little space between them, but Alex wouldn't allow it.
He used his other hand to pull her closer by holding her from the front, making Malia gasp as soon as his arm was placed on her. He, then pulled the zip slowly as his thumb rubbed circles on her back.
He bent down to her ears and whispered. "Don't move, or the zip could easily hurt you,"
Malia shivered when his warm breath touched her ears down to her neck, and the worst had to happen. She could feel his hard-on.
Alex felt the struggle that she was having with self-control, so he kissed the back of her neck lingering there longer. Malia gasped, making Alex turn her around.
He then whispered to her. "Little trouble" he let go of her and walked out of the room.
As soon as the door was closed behind Alex, Malia felt her feet give away, so she used the bed for support and sat on it. 'Is this normal? How can I feel so strongly towards someone that I barely know?'
Alex, on the other hand, left to go outside to get some fresh air. Malia had driven him to insanity in those few minutes. Had he stayed longer, he didn't know what he would have done. To make it worse, he remembered every nook and cranny of her body.
He just wanted her as much as he did that time. It had been a long since he needed something so deeply. Well, a mate made you go crazy with so many things, and he was happy that Malia could arouse his inner man. The only problem was with the quench.