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The more my hips move against her, the harder she kneads my back, pressing her nails into my muscles. Soon, she reaches down and starts nudging my jeans further down my hips. She has them halfway over my ass before I grab her wrists and toss her arms back over my shoulders. If she gets them off, my dick is sure as shit going inside her.

“Please…” she murmurs, “please, Alex…I want you to.” She sounds drunk, but alcohol has nothing to do with it.

You don’t know what the hell you’re saying.

I kiss her to try and shut her up, but that only makes it worse. She rolls her hips with mine, syncing her movements with her tongue as she sucks my bottom lip.

You don’t lay a finger on her…

I can hear Col’s voice in my head and I wishhe’dshut up.

“Why are you 15?” I groan. “Why did your parents wait three fucking years to have you?”

“It doesn’t matter…” It comes out like a plea, a desperate whisper in my ear.

But it does matter, and that’s the sick irony. If I was only a year younger, this wouldn’t matter. No one would give a shit what I do—notreally.But since I’m not, it’s obscene, even if I’m still in high school and go to the same classes and sit in the same cafeteria every goddamn day.

Obscene…

What’s obscene is that I could go to prison, but any dusty idiot who just happens to be her age is allowed to desecrate her, use her up, and spit her back out.Fucking hell…

“You want me locked up,Angelína?” I push her shirt up, running my hand over her ribs. “The only way you want me to leave here is in handcuffs, huh?”

“I don’t want you to leave, Alex,” she whimpers. “I want you to stay here and be my boyfriend.”

Instantly, my chest caves.

Dead. Just bury me six feet under.

“I’m going to be more than that, Dallas,” my hands move over her, committing every inch, every contour of her satin skin to memory. “I’m the one you’ll think about more than anyone else, especially when the sun goes down. Because that’s where you’ll live with me, in a dark place where I’ll love you like no one else can, and I’ll live for you and die for you a thousand times over.”

Fuck it.

I plant my elbows at her shoulders and dig my knees into the bed. As soon as I roll my hips into hers, I feel the sting of her nails in my skin and I know I’ve hit the right spot. I do it again, and again, grinding my jeans against her until I can feel her heart through her chest and her breaths get shorter and shorter.

Her legs fall open further, drawing a faint cry from her that shoots a chill up my entire back.

“I’m sorry, Dallas,” I moan into her mouth. “I’m so fucking sorry.”

“Why?”

“Because I told you I’d make you addicted to me,” her breath catches as my hips pulse against hers, “and now you can’t ever go back.”

Her body goes rigid and her abs clench as she digs her nails into my back so hard that I think she’ll draw blood.

“Al…Alex!” She lets out a cry on the back of my name that propels me over the edge and there’s nothing I can do to stop it.

I bury my face in her neck, groaning and cursing while I come so hard I think my eyes are going to detach as they roll back. When it’s over, I raise up and guide her face to mine, kissing her like she’s an oasis in a desert. I wasn’t even inside her, I never even felt her against me and she’s still more perfect than anyone else.

“You’re all I want, Dal,” I brush my nose back and forth across hers, “you’re so goddamn perfect.”

She gazes up at me with a dazed look. “I…I just want you to be the first…” she trails off with a hint of disappointment.

I cup her face. “That’s utter bullshit, Dal. It doesn’t matter who you have sex with first, it’s all lies used to control you. Besides,” I smirk down at her, “I’m the one whose name you screamed when you found out how a man’s supposed to make you feel. I’m still your fucking first.”

She stares up at me, letting it sink in. If nothing else, maybe I can brainwash her into having higher standards and expecting more than the horde of losers she’s surrounded by now. I remember what I was like back then, and it was nauseating.

“You still think you know everything, don’t you?” She lowers her voice to a whisper. “AlexfuckingBarrera.”