Roswell Fanatics

Isabel

"Thanks Isabel. I believe you, and it makes me happy.",he says and kisses my cheek...my cheek!
He's treating me as though I'm made of glass,like if he gets to close I'll break.Silly boy!!

Letting my cheek rest against his for a moment I breath in his scent,before kissing his ear and then tugging at his ear lobe gently with my teeth.Resting my hands lightly on his shoulders,I trace slow lazy patterns across them.

Alex

Isabel rests her face against mine for a moment, and I enjoy the quiet, but then she starts to tug at my earlobe with her teeth. Impatient are we?

She places her hands on my shoulders, drawing patterns on them with wet fingers, as if tracing imaginary lines.

Leaning my head forward, I kiss her hand, then leave a trail of kisses up her arm until I get back to her neck. When I reach her jaw, I place another passionate kiss upon her now swollen lips, and allow my other hand to wrap tightly around her waist, pulling her as close as possible.

"Can't get enough of me, can you," I whisper into her lips, smiling.

Isabel

I breath in sharply when Alex starts placing taunting little kisses all over my arm and then finally on my lips.My body is pressed tightly to his,leaving nothing to the imagination anymore.

"Can't get enough of me, can you?",he qyestions with a teasing note in his voice and I feel myself blush
"Do you blame me?I've been dreaming about this for sometime now." I say huskily against his lips,as my hands glide down his body,and stop near his navel

Alex

"Do you blame me?I've been dreaming about this for sometime now." Isabel says, her voice low and raspy. Yeah, I mean, so have I but...woah. I feel her hand slide down to my stomach, and instantly blood starts rushing places I wish it wouldn't. Damn. Think of creepy old women, anything but Isabel right now...

"Me too," I whisper, my voice sounding like I'm being strangled. "But technically we've been dating for only a day..." I don't want to be all bad-news, but I don't necessarily want to rush this relationship and end up screwing it up, no matter how good this all feels.

Isabel

"Me too...But technically we've been dating for only a day..."
Oh wow...he's rejecting me.Just what every girl needs.To have her boyfriend of one day reject her when she's trying to get hot and heavy with him.

That was a real boost to my ego Alex.Not sure what to do I pull away from him and swim over to the ladder,"If that's the way you want it." I say and then proceed to climb,my back to him.

Luckily my bra is lying on a chair close by so I pick up and snap it on.I don't mean to sound ungrateful,I appreciate that he doens' tjust want to jump me but heck,I wanted to spend a little time making out properly this morning not just some kisses here and there.

Alex

"If that's the way you want it." She swims over to theside of the pool and gets out with her back to me, before pulling her bra back on. I can tell she's pissed. Damn, again. Why do I keep screwing up today?

Getting out quickly while she's still turned, I pull on my boxers that I thankfully had left by the side of the pool.

"No, Isabel. It's not that I don't want to, I just don't want you to regret anything, or feel like I pushed you too fast or something," I say quietly, walking up behind her.

"It has nothing to do with you personally. Just me being an idiot, apparently."

Isabel

"It has nothing to do with you personally. Just me being an idiot, apparently."

I turn around to face him,noticing his shorts are back on.
"Well you are being an idiot because I do have a mind of my own and if I thought that I didn't want you kissing or touching me I wouldn't have been near naked in that pool with you.." I say pointing at the water

Taking his hands in mine I step a little closer to him,"You're not pushing me or making me do anything which I don't want to do.When I want to stop I'll have no problem telling you,but I trust you Alex...completely."

Alex

"You're not pushing me or making me do anything which I don't want to do.When I want to stop I'll have no problem telling you,but I trust you Alex...completely." Isabel says, taking my hands in hers. That's what worries me though. Because, ever since she brought up the fact that I might end up leaving, what happens if I have to, and we've gotten serious. I don't want to break her heart or anything.

"I believe you, Isabel. I apologize for my idiocy. But do you want to go inside? It's sort of chilly out here," I ask, because she is wearing completely wet clothes, and not much of them.

Isabel

"I believe you, Isabel. I apologize for my idiocy. But do you want to go inside? It's sort of chilly out here,"

"Lead the way." I say and follow him in to the house where I spot my clothes on the kitchen floor
"Could you get me a towel to dry up?"

Alex

"Lead the way." Isabel says, seemingly back in a good mood. Well, hopefully it'll last. We head into the house, and are back in the kitchen.

"Could you get me a towel to dry up?" She asks, and I nod, smiling. Walking through the hallway, I go to the bathroom and grab two clean fluffy towels, and then bring them back to the kitchen.

"Here you go," I hand her the towel, and proceed to dry myself off as quickly as possible, throwing my pants back on just out of habit, but leaving my shirt on the kitchen stool.