Prologue

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"Don't stop, don't stop, oh... Steph please don't stop." She moaned as Carlos throbbed in and out of her. He held her tight, just as he was about to ejaculate. "If you give away my pussy I'll kill you!" He shouted.
Panting, she relaxed on his comfortable bed. She inhaled his sweet, mind twisting, masculine scent as Steph scurried off to the bathroom.
"Aren't you ready?" He asked as he approached her. Bella sighed tiredly as she basked in his appealing naked glory. She loved every minute she spent with Stephan at his house, although, to her dissatisfaction it was always cut short because of his low tolerance of her presence. "Please Boo? Please... lets just cuddle?" She asked more of a question than a suggestion. He laid next to her and nibbled on her earlobe sending shivers throughout her body, as her toes curled voluntarily. " B. Remember you aren't legal." He reminded her. She cuddled up closer towards him massaging his broad shoulders in advance.
He shoved her gently off of him, pulled on his boxers and shorts and walked to the living room, remote in the hand. Bella pulled on her bra and underwear, and went to stand in front him.
The lust was evident in his eyes, but as quickly as it came it went. He looked away and resurfaced his eyes to the flat screen.
She went over him, and sat on top of his torso, face to face. He tried to move just as her lips captured his. The kiss was brief and sweet, she could feel his smile against her lips. "Boo, I will never sell you out. I love you and even if we get caught I would die before confessing. I would never and if mommy ever found out about me not being a virgin I would just tell her about Rushane." She felt guilty since she was neither sure it was her brother or her uncle's brother who took her virginity.
He laughed. "Who?" She smiled in content, she had made him laugh. "My brother. Plus, my father can't say much since he caught us and thought less to let her know, after all he told me I shouldn't," she said with no remorse. He pulled her closer, chest to chest, nose to nose, very close and kissed her. The kiss intensified, his hands roamed over her tiny yet mature body.
She wished it would always be like this, but, it was as if the gods hated her, on que her smartphone, a gift from Steph, rang.
The caller I.D. displayed, she cringed, it was her mother, Portia. She hung up the phone quickly, turned it off and rushed to get dressed.
Steph sighed frustrated, "Look. At. That! That's your fault! Your so fucking stupid. Who's that?" He rhetorically asked, "Portia!" He pushed pass her sucking his teeth, and looked out, never did he look away from the direction of her house. "Come," he told her. She wasted no time, fixed her hair, rushed to wash her hands and scurried through the door with the piece of paper she would use to account for where she was and what she was doing.
As she approached a half naked Steph, peeking over his fence, she couldn't help but get aroused. Still, she placed a blank face on to remind him that his words deeply hurted her.
He turned around to see a blank yet sad face Bella, he hated seeing her sad but he couldn't let her know that, he didn't want her to get too clingy at least that's what he kept telling himself. He sighed and held her petite face in his strong hands and kissed her full on the lips. As if he sensed her arousal he pulled back and smiled. "I'll make it up to you tomorrow." She smiled, that's all she needed to hear. "If the police don't arrest me or your mom kills me," he thought to himself as he watched the underage girl walk quickly from his house and to her mother.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 08, 2018 ⏰

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