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Yeah…

Those late nights/early mornings to complete the 2017 A to Z Challenge took a lot of energy out of me.

And I’m tired, which is the reason why I’m taking a break by re-posting my 2016 A to Z Challenge that revolve around Delaney, Ella, Tyler and Alejandro.

Since getting back to these characters are next on my list after revising “Living To Die“, I need to rekindle my passion for the Alejandro and Delaney storyline, though their story will come after Delaney’s encounters with Tyler. I’m seeing this as a serial format…

Would you like to join me while I go looking for new story/scene ideas related to the buddy romance between Alejandro & Delaney? If so, follow me on Instagram where I’ll be posting photos/videos I see as potential scene ideas!

My account is Private but if you aren’t a robot or spam, I’ll accept your request. And who knows, maybe I’ll try out Instagram Live for the first time.

But in the meantime, I’ll leave you with a totally different “Alejandro” to entertain you!

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L is for “Love and Sex” (2016) – #atozchallenge @AprilA2Z

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Continued from “I’m Your Man.

Love and Sex (Tyler)

I tucked my hands under my armpits and leaned against the passenger door of my car. It was Monday afternoon and Delaney would eventually surface to leave for her hot yoga class.

I hadn’t seen her in the two days over the weekend and she’d been like a ghost at the office most of last week. I was already in withdrawal. Being with her hadn’t quenched my thirst for her, it only made it worse. What I wanted from her was more than physical and somehow I had to make that clear.

But I couldn’t do that if she kept avoiding me, ignoring my texts and calls. It was obvious that she wanted space but patience wasn’t part of my DNA.

When Delaney emerged from the building and saw me there, her yoga bag almost fell off her shoulder. She stopped dead in her tracks and busied herself adjusting and readjusting it on her shoulder. As I walked towards her, she looked everywhere but at me.

“Hey Laney.”

“Hi.”

Delaney was paying a lot of attention to her shoes. It was actually kind of adorable how she tried to avoid my eyes.

“Could you please look at me?”

I took a few more steps towards her and when she did look at me, I saw no sparkle in her eyes, just sadness.

“You’re avoiding me,” I said softly.

“No.”

Was this the first time she’d lied to me?

“You avoided me all week and haven’t returned my messages. What do you call that?”

“I need time to think.”

I extended my hand, expecting her to take hold of it but she didn’t.

“Don’t be embarrassed about…”

“I’m not embarrassed,” Delaney quickly cut me off.

“Then what are you?”

I reached out again to her but this time, she took a huge step back, probably remembering what that hand had done to her the last time we’d been alone…

“I’m regretting that we took it that far.”

This ambush of mine wasn’t going the way I’d wanted. Not at all.

“I’m thinking that we didn’t take it far enough.”

Delaney looked away and in the direction that she wanted to escape.

“What happened was for the wrong reasons. That’s what I regret.”

The tremble in her voice worried me.

“What wrong reasons?”

She squared her shoulders back and gave me a distant look.

“It doesn’t matter. I need some time to sort things out, okay?”

That was the last thing I wanted to hear from her.

“No, it’s not okay. What is this really about?”

“I’ve got to go. I’m going to be late.”

I watched her walk away but there was no way in hell I’d let her have the last word.

Continuation – “No One in the World.”

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K is for “Kissing A Fool” (2016) – #atozchallenge @AprilA2Z

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Continued from Revenge is a Dish Best Served Hot-Part 4

 Kissing a Fool (Jake)

My foot nervously tapped against the floor, keeping time with the speed of my racing heart. I stared out of the bedroom window and thought about the last time I’d been here with Ella.

The times I’d called her from rehab, she hadn’t picked up. And now that I was back for good, I’d finally mustered up the nerve to try again. Somehow, I’d expected her to continue ignoring my calls so I was left speechless when she actually answered. I had rehearsed my apology a thousand times and now all my words had evaporated into thin air.

“What do you want Jake?”

What did I really want to say to her? I’m sorry? Thank you? I no longer knew.

“Ella, just tell me what you want me to do to make it up to you.”

I’d fucked it all to hell but if I was going to lose her, I was going to go down fighting. I heard her sigh deeply.

“When I was trying to tell you what to do Jake, you didn’t want to listen.”

“I wasn’t thinking clearly.”

“You were thinking clear enough to pull all that other shit I knew nothing about. Look, it doesn’t matter anyways because it’s too late.”

When Ella dug her heels in, she dug them in deep. Her anger had deepened with each month that I’d been gone. Ella wasn’t a forgiving woman and I was finding out the hard way.

“Ella, please don’t write me off. Rehab was the best thing for me. I should have listened to you a long time ago.”

Mira…Look, I’m happy for you. But I’m not jumping back on the crazy Jake train. I’ve fallen enough for your shit, figuratively and literally, ” Ella said, pissed beyond words as she referred to the accident.”You’ve caused me more grief than you know. I’m done kissing a fool.”

I’d only found out about the accident when I got out. Garrett and Mother had kept it quiet in fear that I’d ditch rehab to go see her. And they would have been right. But Ella already knew all of that.

“Are you all healed now?”

I was almost too afraid to ask but I needed to know. It was all my fault. If Ella hadn’t been with me that night, none of it would have happened.

“Physically, yes. For the most part.”

There was a long awkward silence.

“I’m so sorry for everything. I know that it might be too late but I need to say it. You are the only one that sees me for me. The real me. You accepted me, warts and all, even with all the shit I did. And I’ve never appreciated it. You always have my back.”

“Had.”

“What?”

“The past tense of “have” is “had”. I don’t have your back anymore.”

I was quiet, feeling my heart break into tiny little pieces. This was the end of me and the only person I still wanted in my life.

“Jake?”

“Yes?”

“I think that your mother pushed me down those stairs.”

My foot stopped mid-tap just as my heart did.

“What did you say?”

“Actually that’s not true. I know that your mother pushed me Jake.”

Continuation – “Ready or Not”.

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J is for “Jealous” (2016) – #atozchallenge @AprilA2Z

 

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 Continued from “Feelin’ Single”

Jealous (Victoria)

I’d been crying for so long that I hadn’t realized my shoulder was wet from the open car window. I quickly closed it.

When had it started raining?

My cell started buzzing with a series of texts. Without looking, I already knew what they were going to say.

Where are you? You said that you’d only be out for an hour.

How long does it take to have one coffee?

When you’re with your friends, you forget all about me.

I wiped away my tears and called Ella.

“What’s up Vicky?”

I could hear music in the background. Ella was probably prepping the girls at the club.

“If he calls or texts you, just roll with it okay? I told him that we went for coffee.”

“No problem.” I heard the concern in her voice. “Where are you? Are you okay?”

Ella was the kind of friend who would drop everything to help.

“I’m fine. I’m in my car near the coffee shop we usually go to. I just needed some space to think.”

Ella sighed hard and muttered a string of colorful profanities.

“What did he do now?”

“Same old, same old.”

“Vicky, a jealous and insecure man is a world of trouble. It will only get worse. Kick him to the curb.”

“Easier said than done when you’re engaged.”

“Vicky, a half-assed proposal with no ring and no planned wedding date means nada. And even if you were….”

“I know, I know. I’ll call you later okay?”

I hung up gently before she could lecture me. My cell started blowing up again.

Where are you? Who are you really with?

I went through the paces of my mental checklist.

I really did go to the coffee shop so the GPS and my coffee receipt would back me up. The call to Ella listed on the cell log was explainable. And if I left right away, I’d be able to say that I was driving and couldn’t answer his texts.

All of my bases were verifiable, believable and covered. If nothing else, I’d become versed in keeping steps ahead of him.

I put the car in gear, flicked on the windshield washers and hurried home.

Continuation – “Ordinary”.

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I is for “I’m Your Man” (2016) – #fiction #atozchallenge @AprilA2Z

#TBT fiction ..Originally posted April 11, 2016

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Continued from “Heat of the Moment”.

*Mature 18+ content*

I’m Your Man (Delaney)

I had to say something.

“Stop kidding around Tyler.”

I wanted to distance myself but couldn’t do it. His hand was still firmly pressing me into him while he slowly ran his fingers up and down the length of my arm with his other hand. Goosebumps erupted all over my body when he started to plant kisses along my collarbone. My eyes fluttered closed and I felt myself free-falling into pleasure. My arms instinctively wrapped around him.

“Does it feel like I’m kidding?”

We couldn’t have gotten closer if we tried and to show me what he meant, he pressed himself against me even more. I could feel that he was rock hard. Instead of kisses, his tongue traced my collarbone and then lingered up the length of my neck.

“We shouldn’t…” I said but I didn’t mean it.

Shouldn’t doesn’t mean that we can’t.”

He slid his hands down to rest on my hips. As he gathered the fabric of my T-shirt up to expose my hips, the heat from his hands seared into my skin. I became painfully aware that only a few articles of clothing stood between us.

“You, me, us,” he whispered into my ear. “Doesn’t this feel so natural?”

All I could do was nod, my eyes still closed. We hadn’t even kissed and Tyler was sending me into a tailspin. It had been so long since I’d felt that kind of rush, the kind that could only lead to mind-blowing and mind-numbing pleasure.

I opened my eyes when I felt his kisses forging a path to my breasts and then to my stomach. Kneeling in front of me, Tyler peeled my panties off and let them slip to the floor. I inhaled sharply anticipating what would come next but it didn’t. He surprised me by kissing his way back up the length of my body.

When he reached my face, the serious look in his eyes matched mine. I felt his hand slid across my stomach and then further down between us. His fingers began a slow exploration of my inner thigh and my mind spiraled into total blankness.

“I’ll do anything you want me to do. Right here, right now.”

As Tyler kept exploring, he never broke eye contact. I felt my knees buckling.

“Tyler…”

“Forget about finding a rebound guy to get over your ex. I’m your man for the job.”

He glided me backwards towards the couch and I didn’t even feel my feet moving.

“We’re friends…”

“Maybe we shouldn’t be friends anymore.”

His eyes spoke what we both wanted and what was quickly becoming inevitable. When Tyler finally kissed me, he took his time, almost as if he were sampling me.

Soft.

Slow.

Seductively hot.

With every attempt I made to deepen our kiss, Tyler held back as if on purpose. I was surprised at his level control while mine had left the building. He lay me down onto the couch.

“I want to take this slow,” he groaned onto my lips. “I want to spend all night in you.”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

“All night…That’s a little ambitious.”

“I’m up for the challenge. The question is, are you?”

His face lit up with surprise when I started unbuttoning his shirt.

“Uh huh.”

“No holding back Laney?”

“No holding back.”

Continuation – “Love and Sex”.

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H is for “Heat of the Moment” (2016) – #atozchallenge @AprilA2Z

 

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Continued from “Ghost of You and Me”

 Heat of the Moment (Delaney)

I tried to slip out from under him and escape without waking him up. But Tyler stirred and opened his eyes.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

He yawned widely and stared up at me. After I’d changed out of my party clothes into an oversized T-shirt, Tyler had kicked off his shoes, thrown his feet over the sofa’s armrest and leaned his head onto my lap. He might have been comfortable but I wasn’t. My lap was numb.

“I’m going to bed. And don’t give me those drunk puppy dog eyes. I already said that you can crash on the couch tonight. Just not with me under you.”

As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized my Freudian slip but it flew over Tyler’s head and I thanked God for that.

“I’m not drunk.” He tried to get up in one smooth motion but failed. His head fell back into my lap. “Okay, maybe just a little.”

I stroked his hair and laughed at how quickly Tyler gave up.

“Well, you’re crazy if you think I’m staying like this all night.”

“Why not? I’m so comfy.”

He laughed, closed his eyes and enjoyed my fingers running through his hair. I stopped as soon as I realized what I’d been doing.

“I see that,” I said. Tyler’s grin slowly turned into a serious look. “What’s wrong?”

“You. Are. Beautiful.”

He reached up and tucked my hair behind my ear. I’d seen that look on his face more than once and wanted to cut him off at the knees.

“Stop Tyler.”

I brushed his hand away but he ignored me.

“I can tell you almost anything, Laney.”

He continued to play with a lock of my hair, twirling it around and around his finger.

Almost?” I was curious to know what he meant.

“Yeah, almost. I just don’t know why you can’t do the same.”

“What do you mean? I share a lot of things with you that I normally wouldn’t with other people.”

“So why haven’t you told me what happened with your ex?”

“Because talking about him would be a waste of my breath and time.”

“Okay, fine. Have you always told me the truth?”

“Tyler, if I can’t tell the truth, I prefer not say anything at all. That’s how I try to live my life.”

He was giving me that look again.

“If that’s the case, then tell me the truth about why I can’t be your rebound guy?”

Tyler was serious and looked up at me expecting an answer. I got up so abruptly that he had no choice but to sit up. I tried to lighten the mood.

“Because even though you’re pretty, you can be as dumb as a box of rocks.”

“Come on, don’t try to joke this off Laney. I’m asking you for a real answer.”

“Tyler, we’ve already talked about this. I’m going to bed.”

He grabbed my hand so that I couldn’t go anywhere. “Be truthful with me Laney.”

“Because we’re just friends.”

He stood up and towered over me.

“You know that’s not true.” Tyler leaned in and kissed my forehead. “We both know that there’s more to us than friendship.”

As my mind raced to find a logical argument, Tyler nuzzled his nose into the crease of my neck and held me close.

“Ty, that’s just the alcohol talking. You’re with Britney, remember?”

“I’ve never been more sober in my life Laney. And forget about Britney. You know that there’s nothing real with her. She’s just not you.”

His hand was on the small of my back, pushing me closer into him. My chest crushed against his abdomen. When he dipped his head down and I felt his tongue on my collarbone, all resistance left my body.

“Can you honestly look me in the eye and tell me I’m wrong about us? ”

Tyler pulled away and gazed down at me. In the heat of the moment, I couldn’t find my words and when he saw that I couldn’t respond, he grinned.

“That’s just what I thought Laney. If you can’t tell the truth, you’d prefer not say anything at all, right?”

Continued – “I’m Your Man”.

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G is for “Ghost of You and Me” (2016) – #atozchallenge @AprilA2Z

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Ghost of You and Me (Tyler)

I sensed her presence long before I even saw her. When I looked up from my coffee, there she was standing across the street. How was it even possible to be so in tune with her?

Through the coffee shop window where we first met, I watched her stop and send a text. It would have been easy to get up and go outside to talk to her but I didn’t. My ass was glued to my chair.

“What’s wrong with you Tyler?”

Brian’s voice broke into my thoughts when he noticed my coffee cup stuck in mid-air. I pointed to where Delaney was standing. Brian’s mouth formed an “O” when he saw her.

“She’s back?”

“Obviously.”

I took a long sip of my black coffee. The more I looked at her, the more annoyed I became that she looked unfazed.

“Didn’t she tell you that she was back in town?”

“No.”

We were silent for a minute.

“Was she supposed to let you know?”

“No.”

“But you expected her to, right?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

We were silent again.

“Are you going to go talk to her?”

“No.”

I’d let Delaney invade my thoughts and it was time to shake off the hold she had on me. Sometimes I wished I’d never met her.

Brian didn’t press the issue and we continued to observe her.

“How many times have you been in love Tyler?”

“Twice,” I said without thinking.

“Really? Twice?”

Delaney slipped her cell into her purse and we watched her walk away.

“Yeah, and both times it’s been with her.”

Continuation – “Heat of the Moment“.

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