Oh God - Chapter Two

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Octavia had fallen in love for the first time, with the perfect person, on paper. There was however one little issue the sex was bad; more than bad, it was terrible. While at bachelorettes she gets a little too drunk and finds herself waking up in the bed of a stranger; and her only memory is the life-changing sex, and the guy is a complete dick.

Octavia finds herself in an unusual situation not wanting to walk away from who she believes is the love of her life, but equally unable to stop having that unforgettable sex with an arrogant arsehole.

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"Hold up, Octavia." She turned around and came across a very unfamiliar face, but he did his part to win her over with a charming smile. Having enjoyed the Chippendale strip show, the girls got up and entered the casino right by it. Dianna was doing particularly well at the casino. Hannah and Cara struck out spectacularly, while Sophie stayed safe. Elsa, however, was nowhere to be found. At the bar, she sat with a red-haired girl named Scarlett, who was absolutely stunning. He turns around the table and places a chip on the number eleven before saying, "You have no idea who I am.". He is good-looking in a conventional way, and Octavia doesn't need to be convinced otherwise.

The dealer called "Black eleven", and this guy collected his winnings, stuffing them into his pocket. To her surprise, he put his arm around her waist and dragged her to the bar, where he ordered two Jack and Cokes.

"Are you stalking me or something?" She asked coldly as she pushed him off her, dancing her eyes around the casino floor, hoping no one would notice the innocent gesture. He laughed at her comment, but looking at her expression, he knew she was serious.

"No, your dad has been bugging me about my property and stuff in LA." The two drinks are placed in front of him and he passes one of the glasses to her before tapping his against it. Instead of ordering another drink, he orders four tequila shots. Still unsure what to say to this stranger, Octavia decides to quietly sip her drink. "Alejandro," he announces abruptly, holding out his hand out. She takes it but doesn't look too convinced by his persona. The four shots are placed in front of him before he can say anything. He moves two of them across, so they are now in front of her, but she shakes her head. "I was led to believe that you are a highly driven individual that will do anything for her dad, but seems to have a pole stuck up her arse and I refuse to have a conversation with you while you are being so uptight."

"No way would I allow anything up my ass." She says glaring at him, only for Alejandro to snort and add on the words.

"Wow, your sex life must be terrible." While it might have meant to have been a drunk, he could tell by the way Octavia was nervously sipping her drink that he had hit a nerve with his words. "Wow, it is. Poor guy" he takes one of the four shots on the bar counter and does the first one, turning it upside down before turning his full attention back to her.

"I have no idea what you are talking about. How can I say sex is the bed when I have nothing to compare it to?" He smiles at her words but proceeds to take the second shot. He then leans over the bar to grab the attention of the girl who is juggling bottles.

"You ought to catch up." He says as he passes one of the two remaining shots to her and takes the last. They cling their glasses together and taking a deep breath Octavia gulps down the liquid. She had never really been a shot drinker, preferring things like champagne and other types of wine over things that burned her throat.

"Okay." She says shaking her head a bit at the burning sensation. "Who are you?" He opened his mouth to repeat his name but Octavia said. "Funny enough, I got that much."

"Hey, can I get another four shots, please?" He says trying to grab the attention of the bartender who places the four glasses in front of the two of them. "I promise you I am not an alcoholic, I just find people a little more honest when they have a few drinks." He passed her one of the shots and again the two of them drank them rather quickly. Octavia's eyes began to look around the room. Elsa was still at the end of the bar flirting with the redhead. Diana and Cara were still playing at the tables. Hannah, however, had disappeared, but she was an adult and was capable of looking after herself.

"So clearly you've had a conversation with my father which I am yet to be informed about. So exactly what do you want?" His eyes flickered to the television screen and he took a couple of moments before saying.

" You're based in LA right?" She nods her head before taking her last shot and downing it again. Her face squashed up a bit as she shook it before turning to the bartender and leaning over the counter before requesting their most delicious champagne. She put her card down on the bar and the woman ran it through before returning it to her. "Sure," Alejandro replied when offered a glass. Octavia watched the glass get filled to the top before the bottle was placed in a cool basket right next to her. "God this is disgusting," he says after taking a sip. Octavia smiles at his reaction and she says.

"And that is how I feel about tequila." He glares at her before taking the last shot currently on the counter. "So you're a property manager then?" She asked trying to change the direction of the conversation.

While Alejandro admitted that he didn't like Champagne he still managed to finish a third of the bottle. Octavia didn't like how he was so confident with who he was and expected her to know everything about him, even though she wasn't on her radar. It was very unlike her father to throw her into a situation where she was completely clueless about who she was supposed to charm. "So you can just email me what you want then." Octavia stood up and had to quickly hold onto Alejandro before falling into his lap. All that drink had gone to her head and while she was sitting down minding her own business she hadn't realized until she stood up. "I think I might have drunk too much." her eyes flicker around the room, but she is unable to locate anyone she says. "Can you take me back to my hotels?"

"and why would I do that?" He says bluntly. Octavia pushed herself away from him and pointed a little bit before saying.

"because you are a charming individual." He laughed at the comment. "Okay, that is complete bullshit. I have whiskey in my room and I have no idea where any of my friends are."

"Fine, but it is down to three hours." Octavia nods her head in agreement and follows the boy to his car.

Octavia never meant to sleep with Alejandro but as soon as she got that bottle of whiskey which she had hidden deep within her suitcase she was screwed, literary. In most circumstances she wouldn't have gone near him, he was cocky, arrogant and a grade A-hole, but that didn't matter when Octavia had spent the last two days hearing Diana gush about Jack she just couldn't help but feel like her love wasn't quite as strong. She loved her boyfriend a lot, but there was one element which she wanted to change and that was the sex.

Alejandro was the one who got around. Having spent the last three years in and out of Las Vegas, he has met everyone from heiresses to strippers and everything in between. Octavia had always been uptight and had never fallen from the straight and narrow path, but once she leads him to her bedroom, all seem to be forgotten.

Now many people would have said she was taken advantage of, but this wasn't like that. Octavia had often wondered what sex was like with someone else, maybe she had always wanted something different. She loves Anthony more than anything, but it didn't change the fact they don't always connect sexually and the sex was terrible. She didn't need to wander far to know that.

The fact that she was nervously kissing Alejandro while slightly off her head was enough to make her forget about him. At the end of the day, Alejandro was a player and when a girl as good-looking as Octavia throws herself at him, he is going to do very almost nothing to throw her off him. Octavia tasted sweet. He was different from the normal girls he lay with. He could feel her heart beating through the tight black dress clinging to her body.

Octavia had, had sex more times than most twenty-five-year-olds, but she wasn't exactly the most comfortable person. She didn't have the confidence that guys crave. She didn't have the flirty attitude that charmed men. She certainly wasn't exposed to anything outside the realm of basic and boring.

Regardless of whether she initiated this exchange, seeing Alejandro attempt to remove the items of clothing showed he would have to charm this girl in a way he hadn't done in a long time. She was sitting on his lap, his hands on her lower back. He pulled away from her lips only to move to her neck. He took his time, making sure that every motion took over her body so that she could focus on very little else.

"You know you are incredibly frigid." Ignoring his comments she guided his hand to the zip of her dress. He pulled in sharply, and she raised her arms for him to take the dress and he threw it to the ground. Even though she hadn't expected to find herself in this position, her underwear was still of the highest quality. However, it was not in any way sexy or compelling, it was just a tad plain.

Octavia found herself giving in to her desires, desires which she wasn't used to. Octavia never thought she would cheat on Anthony. She loved him with all her heart, but her guard was down and this guy was fucking amazing to look at. Octavia let him control her, let him touch every part of her, and do as he pleased. She couldn't help but bring herself closer to him, she couldn't help but gasp in pleasure, something which hadn't happened in a while. He made sure she was taken care of, making sure she completed the task multiple times before expecting her to return the favor.

The one criticism she would have made is that when their hands hit the pillow, both panting from the antis that they had experienced, he turned over and fell asleep. Octavia was still a wee bit drunk, but while she pulled up the covers around her boobs, her heart was racing at a very rapid pace. She wasn't in the state of regret like she should be, she was left feeling in wonder about the boy who had truly rocked her world.

Octavia was woken up the following morning by her phone ringing. Slightly out of breath, she rolled over to get it from her purse lying on the floor. Alejandro stirred, sitting up. An expression crossed his face as he tried to figure out where he was. Octavia did her part not to pay too much attention to him as she placed the phone to her ear to receive a call from her father.

"Hey daddy," she said holding the sheets up around her body. Alejandro looked over at her as she said her words and couldn't help but smirk at the call. "You do remember I have the next few days off right?"

"Yes, I was just wondering if you managed to meet Alejandro Carmichael." Feeling the color rushed her cheeks, she couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed that he was now lying in her bed, staring at her while wearing absolutely nothing. "Just this deal is very important, and he is worth a small fortune and as he is building the property it would save us a lot of money."

"A little bit of a warning would have been nice. Rather than getting ambushed while I am in a casino. Would it be okay if we talk about him on Monday? I am kind of hungover and I don't want to be dealing with your bullshit." She didn't let her father reply instead she ended the phone call and threw it on her bedside table. Alejandro raised his eyebrows at her words and was a tad taken aback by how she spoke to him. In the media, it seemed Octavia and her father were as close as could be, but behind closed doors, they argued a lot. They were a little too similar and clashed on nearly a daily basis.

"You know a surefire hangover cure is you getting on top of me." He says moving his hand in the direction of her waist in an attempt to pull her on top of him. She pushed his hand away and sat up glaring at him.

"Look, you're supposed to be signing contracts with my father in a couple of weeks. Last night was just a blimp, not exactly what I do and it won't be happening again." There was a long pause and Alejandro simply said.

"You are kind of a bitch aren't you?" Slightly taken aback by his words she just glared at him gobsmacked. "Don't act like you didn't enjoy it," he says sitting up and placing his hand on her face pulling her into a kiss. Octavia was a little unfocused at the time and let her lips brush against his as he tried to get her to moan a bit more. Moving to her neck he simply murmured the words "I don't think we are done." However, she was determined not to let him have his way with her again even though there was a small part of her that wanted him all over again. She breathed the words back to him.

"You need to leave, and if you don't do it now I will be calling security." She wasn't about to let him linger now that her mind had been cleared a little bit. He didn't wait to be asked again and quickly got changed before leaving her to be alone with her thoughts - and the biggest regret of her life. The sex was enjoyable, but she had just betrayed and cheated on the love of her life. She wasn't sure how she should feel at this moment in time.