Flawed Heart: House Of Obsidian - Bella Jewel Page 0,20
as a statue, but I take that moment to enjoy how her full, warm lips feel against mine. A tiny gasp escapes her lips and then finally, she parts those beautiful, plump beauties and lets me in. I slide my tongue past them, gently stroking it against hers. A little moan escapes and she pushes her body closer to mine. I’ve never felt so fucking aroused in my life. No kiss has ever been this good. I wrap my fingers around her hip and crush her body against mine, grinding my erection against her belly.
“Max,” she whispers when I pull back, and slide my lips along her jaw.
“Don’t,” I warn, nipping her chin. “I get what I want, Blue Belle. You can fight this, or you can go with it.”
“People like you and me,” she protests, “we’re not meant to be with each other.”
“I always hated fucking rules, baby.”
“Your friends, your reputation, your coach . . .”
“Can all go fuck themselves.”
“Max.”
“Blue Belle,” I murmur, kissing her lips again.
“I’m afraid.”
I stop kissing her and pull back, looking down into her gorgeous blue eyes. “Never be afraid when you’re with me, because I’ll never hurt you.”
She studies my face. “How do I know that’s the truth?”
I press my forehead to hers, and her body relaxes in mine. She likes it when I do that. “Because anyone would have to be a true asshole to hurt a beautiful bird.”
She giggles.
I grin.
I think I just got the girl.
~*~*~*~
One Week Later
“Max!” Belle laughs. “Stop it!”
I lift the straw from my chocolate shake and blow the milk across the table at her. She puts a hand up through her laughter, trying to stop the little bits of chocolate milk from hitting her face. She’s already got it all over her.
“Max!” she shrieks again. “Stop.”
I chuckle and lower the straw, and she quickly lifts hers and blows hard. I get a face full of strawberry shake. Grinning, I leap over the table and grab her face in my hands, then I wipe mine all over hers. She laughs so hard the sounds stop coming out, but I can feel her body shaking. We’re both covered in milkshake, but that doesn’t stop me from crushing my lips against hers.
Kissing Belle never gets old.
Our lips mold together and I can taste the sweetness of our shakes on her lips. She stops laughing and clutches me, kissing me long and deep. Fuck, yes.
“Jesus, you two, get a fucking room.”
I pull back and look over to see Reese and his new flame, Emily, walking towards us. He’s got his arms around her shoulders and is grinning back as he approaches. I sit back and when he reaches the table, give him our team handshake.
“What the fuck did you two do here? Have a milkshake massacre?” he asks.
Belle grins. “Max doesn’t know how to drink one, it would appear.”
“Apparently.” Reese rolls his eyes. “Anyway, we’re going down to the beach, you guys wanna join?”
Reese accepted Belle into my life easily, and surprisingly so did my team. There’s a good group of people at school who are cool with it, and another group who aren’t. Those people follow Demi in hopes of being her friend, or being her fuck for the night. It divided the school up, but I kept a good deal of my friends and I’m happy with that. Being with Belle is worth more than every asshole who decided she wasn’t good enough for me.
We still haven’t shaken Demi off, but I’m hoping she’ll get bored soon.
Hoping.
“I’m in,” Belle says, standing.
I smile at Reese. “Right, that’s decided then.”
We all stand and leave the café, but not before I catch a glimpse of the angry waitress storming towards our table. I flash her a smile and her look quickly fades as her cheeks grow pink. She waves and smiles. Works every time.
I take Belle’s hand and we all head down to the beach. It’s a warm day, the middle of summer, so it’s packed with people lazing about, sunning their bodies.
“Here,” Emily says, pointing to a clear spot.
We all sit down, and I take Belle, placing her between my legs so her back is to my chest and my arms are around her. I put my chin on her shoulder and turn my head to nuzzle her neck. She shivers in my arms and my dick instantly goes hard. It’s difficult to keep it soft around her. Especially when she’s kissing me.
“We’re going for a swim,” Reese says, jumping up.
Emily gets