ARABELLA. Alex’s hand lifts my skirt, squeezing my ass through the thin material of my soaked panties, and I moan into his mouth as his tongue meets mine in the middle. I move my hands to his head, fingers combing through his hair and pulling at his curls as the sounds of our mouth smacking take over the silence in the room. Alex breaks away from the kiss when we can no longer feel our mouths and I push my face in his neck, brushing my lips across the skin and leaving faint marks as he squeezes my ass again. I pull back, panting heavily, and we have five seconds of intense eye contact before I drop from his hold, not removing my eyes from his as I move to my knees before him. He brushes my hair from my face before grabbing a fistful of it, holding it back as I undo his belt from his trousers, my hands shaky and heart racing. "Take your time," Alex assures me, and I take in a breath as I finally loosen his belt. I waste no time in undoing his pant buttons before dragging it down a
VERONICA. "Stay here," I say to Dex as I turn to get out of the car and his hand drops on the knob, stopping me from moving. I look back at him and he says, "Are you sure it’s okay going in alone?" "I know it’d be worse if you go in with me," I tell him and he sighs. "I just– Maybe I can come with you and stay behind?" "No, Dex. Just stay in the car." "What if he tries to hurt you?" "He won’t. He can’t." I assure him, and he looks at me as if I’m crazy. "Veronica, he was choking you the last time I saw him. How are you be so sure he won’t try it again?" He lifts his brows and I smile as I turn my body fully to him. I place a hand on his forearm. "Trust me on this, Dex. Sam won’t hurt me. I know what he wants and I know what he’s playing at." He looks at the hand I have on his arm and I quickly remove it, swallowing. Dex sighs and nods, "Alright. Just be careful and be on your guard. I’m barging in there if it takes too long and I don’t see you, Veronica." "It won’t. Don’t. Just…
DEX."Are you okay?" I ask Veronica, who’s turned to the window and hasn’t spoken a word since we stopped the car.She sniffs, and I watch as she wipes her face. "Yeah. I am."I want to reach out to her and bring her in my arms, but I’m not sure if she seeks my comfort at this moment, so I wait for her to relax and tell me what happened."Sorry." She chuckles as she finally turns her gaze to me. "I’m delaying you, aren’t I?""No," I assure her with a small smile. "Take your time. I can wait. I’m used to it."She doesn’t say a word, but her lips quiver, and she breaks into sobs again. I feel my heart ache painfully in my chest, and I lean over the divider as I finally give in to my urge and soothe a hand down her back."It’s fine. You’re okay. You’ll be fine." I mumble in the small space of my car. She lifts her hands to her face and continues to cry while I continue to rub her back gently, letting her get it all out.After a while, she removes her hands and wipes her tears. "I hate him
DEX. "You can turn now," Veronica says, and I prepare myself before I face her, and she cackles as she pulls at the ends of the shirt. "Hideous, isn’t it?" She’s in one of my loose black shirts, and it practically swallows her, reaching her mid-thighs. Christ, was she always that tiny? "That bad?" Her voice pulls me back to her, and I shake my head as I rise to my feet. "What? No. You look good. You look…" Beautiful. Breathtaking. Jaw-dropping. The most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seen in my entire life. "Nice." I smile. "You sure? Maybe I should change into one that’d cover these? They aren’t exactly nice to look at." She frowns, and my eyes go over her exposed skin before I finally realize what she means. Her bruises. Some almost faded, and others looking very fresh. She let herself endure all that. Jesus. I shake my head as I close the distance between us. "No. You don’t have to do that. They’re beautiful. They’re a part of you even if they’ll fade soon and you don’t have to hide
ARABELLA. "Where are you headed?" Ashley asks as I jog into the living room with my bag in hand. "Oh, let me rephrase that. Are you heading to Alexander’s?" I chuckle. "I see Sinclair told you." She nods and walks to me. "I guess you did the opposite of what you were going to do?" "He’s my boyfriend now, and he makes me so happy, Ash." I beam, and she smiles softly. "And before you even say that, no, I won’t regret this, and Alexander won’t hurt me. If he does, I know it wouldn’t be intentional, and we’ll make it through that phase when it comes." I state boldly. "I wasn’t going to say that." She chuckles. "And I don’t want you to be mad at Sinclair. He just doesn’t want you to get hurt." "And I won’t," I confirm, then sigh. "He’s changed, Ashley. I get how he felt the need to protect me over the years, but not now. He wasn’t even like this with Peter." "And that’s exactly why he’s changed. Remember when you promised Peter was a good guy and would never hurt you?" She reminds me
ARABELLA.I look back at Alex, and shock is written over his face as he murmurs the name again. "Sofia?""Alexander?" My head snaps in the other direction, and the girl has a smile on her face as she moves toward us. "Xander?" She repeats, and when she’s within a close distance, I note the green eyes Alex spoke about.He was right. Her eyes are stunning. And not just her eyes. She’s stunning. She’s in a short gown that crosses her mid-thighs, and her bob hair is well-dressed over her head. She moves with class and elegance, her short heels clicking loud against the ground and the smile never leaving her lips. I see what he meant when he said she’s almost like royalty."Hey! It’s really you." She smiles wider as she moves into his arms without an invitation, and Alex stands still, seeming to still be in astonishment."I– what are you doing here? How are you here?" Alex finally finds his words as he pulls away from her, and she says, "It’s kind of a long story, but I’ve been here for a w
CRAVE 30.ARABELLA."Hey." I lean away from the bike as Alex stands before me with a smile. "I’m sorry. Did I make you wait long?"I shake my head. "Not really." My eyes go behind him, and when I don’t see the bob-haired girl, I look back at him. "She left?""Yeah." He mutters as he steps closer to his bike. He grabs the helmet I dropped and extends it to me. "Let’s go."I want to ask him what happened, but I don’t say a word as Alex climbs on the bike while I gently get behind him. His body tenses as I grip his shirt– the way they haven’t in a very long time, and I swallow as I slowly loosen my hold."What are you doing?" Alex calls over his shoulder, and I arch a brow. "What?""Your hands." He looks down, and before I can tell what he’s doing, he grabs both my hands and locks them around his waist. "Should be there." He finishes before he fixes his helmet and leans forward as he starts the bike.I smile and drop my head on his back, and just before we move out of the bike; I catch a
ARABELLA.The rest of the semester quickly runs out, and things have been going extremely well between Alexander and I. Weeks pass by, and we no longer have to hide our relationship from my brother, and he’s been to my place several times, especially when Sinclair isn’t around. I’ve been trying to help him with his classes, though I don’t have full knowledge since they’re different from mine, and he tries. When we aren’t distracted by something else.Like we are right now."Ashley is downstairs." I moan as Alex pins me against my door, his hips rocking into mine, and I can feel how hard he is. He pushes his face from my neck to whisper into my ear. "I know. We’re studying, aren’t we?"There’s a smirk on his face as he pulls back to look at me, and the sound of my loud breathing fills the air as Alex’s hand travels down my chest. I gasp when he presses two fingers to the front of my Jean, my body squirming against the door."You’re so wet, Arabella." He whispers, his eyes not leaving mi