“Oh, yeah.”
Alex wasn’t happy that Dave knew. He wrapped the towel around Danielle some more. Then he held onto a second one while he walked over to the lounge chairs. He laid her down, and then wrapped it around his waist. It didn’t faze him in the least that several people saw him naked.
Danielle was only slightly surprised when Alex lay down next to her and took her in his arms. Her eyes closed just as he pulled her cheek to his chest.
Her body relaxed, and he sighed. He hoped that was enough for her to leave Brian. It wasn’t a competition, but he knew he had to win her over. She didn’t feel pain from him, so that was a point in his favor.
Carefully, he pulled open her towel a bit and glanced at the long white scar just above her breasts. He had seen several of those that morning, but seeing her naked had allowed him to see they were spread all over her body. The worst was her back.
He tried to ignore them at the time because his dick was dying, but now his head had cleared a bit. All he could think of was, What did he use to scar her so badly? She had hidden them from him before that day. She never wore clothes that would reveal them. He wanted to tear that asshole limb from limb.
“Hey, man.” Charlie walked toward them. “See you finally fucked her. Well, we all seen you.” He winked and cocked an eyebrow. “She’s a screamer.”
Alex’s mouth dropped. He had not known it was that obvious. “Who saw?” He sat up somewhat.
“Dude, everyone. Didn’t you hear us?”
He looked at Danielle’s peaceful face. “No. Don’t tell her. OK?”
“Sure.”
Danielle opened her eyes and jumped.
“It’s OK,” Alex assured her softly. He felt bad they woke her up.
He looked up at Charlie. “Can you get her some water, please?”
“Be right back.”
Danielle glanced up at Alex, and then away. “Did we do it in the pool?” She felt partly clear-headed but still confused. Parts of the last hour were fuzzy.
“Yeah. Are you mad?”
She shook her head. “I guess not.” She hoped he didn’t see her scars.
“Danielle?” He waited for her to meet his gaze. “Did Brian…” He changed his mind. It was too important to ask out there. “Did it feel good?”
She nodded as tears welled up. “Yes.”
“Here you go.” Charlie smirked as he handed two cups to Alex. Then he walked away and hoped to see Danielle’s tits again.
Alex took a quick sip from one of the cups. Then he looked into it. It wasn’t water, but more punch. He shrugged and took another pull. “Hey, drink some of this. You need it.”
Danielle did as told and took the cup. It tasted different from last time, tangier. When it was gone, she lay on Alex. “Where did our clothes go?”
“I think we threw them near the pool. I’ll go get them.”
He downed the rest of his drink and put the cup on the floor. By the time he was back with both sets of clothes, he felt odd. He glanced up at Charlie near the bar, who laughed. Did he put something in our drinks? Nah, he wouldn’t. Would he?
Danielle had put her cup down also. She sat up straight and let go of the towel which exposed her breasts. Alex glanced down at her, a look of lust in his eyes. She watched his towel start to rise and smiled.
Alex didn’t care who saw. He got Danielle down on her back and lay on top of her. He kissed her over and over again. He needed to do her again. His hand slid down, under her towel. He rubbed her until she reacted, and then thrust two fingers into her. As soon as he knew she was wet enough, he opened his own towel.
“Uh!” Danielle cried out as he penetrated her again. She clung to him as he pumped into her slowly and gave her just a bit more with each stroke.
“Party’s over!” someone shouted.
Alex turned his head. Policemen walked around the pool. “Shit!” He pulled out quickly and grabbed Danielle’s clothes. “Get dressed.”
By the time a cop stopped in front of them, Alex and Danielle had shirts and pants on at least. “Go up to your rooms. Don’t let us hear about any more sex in public.”
Danielle blushed and hid her face while she held onto Alex to stay on her feet. They walked back to the building together as they held onto each other. Neither of them realized they were minus some clothes and their shoes. They were too out of it to care.
Chapter 13
In the elevator, Alex pressed his body against Danielle and kissed her while he fingered her. If there hadn’t been other students in there with them, he would have gone at her. He was so hard, it hurt, and the need to fuck her became stronger with every passing second. It made no sense, not that anything had in the last hour or so.
Danielle felt drunk. She had never been drunk before, but she knew how it was supposed to feel. Alex’s fingers reached deep inside of her. She moaned, which drew other’s attention, but she didn’t care. All she could focus on was Alex and his body.
When they had gotten to their floor, Alex noticed Marie and Logan slip into the girls’ room, so he pulled Danielle to his. Once inside, Danielle stumbled. He led her to the bed and helped her sit.
Sure she needed to get changed for bed, Danielle helped Alex undress her. She wasn’t aware she was on his bed. When he lay on top of her, she smiled at him. He pushed into her again, and her eyes opened wide. She was beyond bewildered at that point. How did we get naked?
“I gotta come again.” He thrust into her as deep as he could and moaned. He loved how she felt, and doing her raw was making it even better. “Goddamn, Danielle.” Condoms were the last thing on his mind.
She tensed hard around his shaft, and she gasped. That was just amazing. His eyes closed, and he started to kiss her. He needed to be one with her. His thoughts started to get mixed up, but then her nails dug into his biceps. He looked down. She shook in fear.
“Relax. I love you,” he whispered in her ear, with a touch of lucidity. “Let me make love to you.”
She shivered, unsure of anything. Did he just say what I think he did? She was confused and dizzy. It was difficult to fight the desire for him. It had taken over her body. He felt incredible, and each stroke made her want to moan, but fear had always ruled her life. This can’t be real.
“Please, just close your eyes and think of me.” Alex wanted to feel her come. She had in the pool. Marie interrupted and made it short-lived. “Let me give you what you never had before.” He kissed her again and again while he waited for her to calm down.
Then he held her closer and shifted his pelvis, spreading her legs. As soon as he was sure he could get in deeper, he withdrew and slowly drove in again. When she stopped shaking, he gave her another drawn-out stroke. He slowly built his rhythm while he let her get used to it. Somehow, he had enough of his faculties to understand why she feared him.
Danielle gasped as she trembled within. “Ah, Alex… Alex.” It was too much for her to handle, felt too good. She started to cry again, unsure why it was so amazing.
He hugged her tight while she gripped him again within. He knew it wasn’t fear that time but pleasure. “I’m here. Just let it wash over you. Sex is supposed to feel this good.” His mouth covered hers.
She clung to him as the feeling lasted. His kisses intensified it even more. Her eyes rolled back, and her back arched automatically. She felt like she had no control at all. He started to thrust, and suddenly she came again.
“Alex… Oh God!”
He smirked and knew she would never forget this. He was sure she was his from that moment on. He lifted his body up, grabbed her shoulders, and then went faster and harder. He leaned down to kiss her. She had looked away. Her eyes shut tightly.
It took him a minute to understand. “I won’t hurt you, Danielle. I swear,” he assured her between kisses down her neck. “Look at me.”
She did. “But it always hurts.”
He quelled the anger inside, quickly. “It won’t. I promise you.” He needed to make her believe that s
ex and pain didn’t have to go together; that Brian was sadistic and caused her pain on purpose. He caressed her cheek. “I could never hurt you while I make love to you.”
Her body relaxed again, then tensed as he thrust in. He bent down to her. She looked into his eyes. He couldn’t hurt her. He wasn’t Brian. She put a hand through his hair and pulled his face down to hers.
They kissed while he went faster and faster. She moaned loudly and lifted her hips to his, wanting more of him. “Uh… uh… Alex… Alex… Alex!” She cried out as she felt ecstasy take over yet again. How is this possible?
“Yeah. That’s it. Cum for me, Danielle. Cum hard.” He loved that she couldn’t keep quiet for a second at that point. “Tell me how much you like it, baby.” He panted as he worked to force another orgasm out of her.
After a loud moan, Danielle uttered, “I didn’t expect this.” She was overcome with emotions she didn’t understand or know how to deal with. In addition, her head spun like crazy.
Alex began to kiss her again while she tried to scream. She gripped his shaft and his biceps hard. The whole thing was a shock to him as well. Her reactions turned him on so much; he already had to stop his orgasm once. Again, he was on the verge, but his head felt weird also. He could barely think at all.
“Alex, please.” She was frightened, but not of him. The room spun. She felt like she was about to pass out.
He nuzzled her neck. “I’m almost done. Hang on.”
She barely heard him, as if he was far away. Then her eyelids fluttered, and suddenly there was nothing.
“I’m gonna cum!”
Alex felt his cock spasm but wasn’t sure if he had pulled out yet. His body was completely spent. He clung to her, also overwhelmed with emotion. Sex had never felt so good for him either.
“I love you, Danielle,” he whispered as he succumbed to oblivion.
Chapter 14
Danielle woke up the next morning with a terrible headache. She tried to remember what happened the night before. Everything was fuzzy. Slowly, she sat up. She was dizzy. Nausea threatened to consume her. Then the sheet fell, and she found herself naked.
Carefully, she looked around. It was the guys’ room. There were clothes strewn all over the place. She looked toward the other bed. Logan was asleep. Her eyes opened wide. Did he see me naked? Wait a minute! Why am I naked?
She moved a bit and found Alex asleep next to her. Nervous, she peeked under the sheet and found he was naked also. Her mouth dropped. She stared at his body for a while. He moaned and lifted his hips a little which made her smirk.
Unable to restrain her curiosity, she reached out and touched his stiff cock. It jumped. The skin was smooth, and it was a nice size. She had seen a few naked men on Marie’s computer, which included Logan. None of them had a penis like Alex’s. He wasn’t the biggest, but it was wider than most. His length was perfect in her eyes. He was definitely nothing like Brian. He had to be a much better fit.
She wondered what that felt like. Then she realized they were naked. She may have already found out. Oh God! Did we have sex? She closed her eyes and tried to remember what happened. There were only images that didn’t make sense.
Suddenly sick to her stomach, she bolted to the bathroom and vomited. It felt like she had a hangover. Dave had said it worked, or something to that effect. Did he put something in my drink? Why would he do that?
When she strode back into the bedroom, Logan stirred. She grabbed her clothes and dressed as fast as she could. After, she looked at Alex again. He was still exposed and begged for attention. She tried to shake the desire that built in her. It was no use. She wanted to feel him on top of her. Am I still drunk? What the hell’s wrong with me? She took one more, long look at Alex’s body, and then covered him. It would have to be good enough.
Then reality hit her. What if Brian finds out? Her face fell, and she felt sick again. They had to make sure he never knew. She needed to tell Alex whatever happened the night before could never happen again. Her feelings for him had to be put aside. Brian was crazy enough to kill Alex if he felt their relationship was threatened. A tear fell. She couldn’t let that happen. She really cared about Alex.
Quietly, she left the room and snuck into hers. Marie was still asleep, thankfully. Before she laid down, her stomach retched again, and she flew into the bathroom. Within minutes, she walked toward her bed. Her head pounded even more. She crashed hard as soon as her head hit the pillow.
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Sometime later, Alex searched the bed for Danielle, but she wasn’t there. He threw on his jeans and checked the bathroom. “Where’d she go?”
“She left a few hours ago,” Logan replied from his bed. “She looked upset. When I got back last night, you were holding her. Did you fuck her?”
Alex’s memory was full of holes, but he remembered most of the important parts. He leaned on the wall and shut his eyes. “Yeah, but don’t say anything.” His head throbbed, and his stomach felt queasy.
“You need to talk to her about it,” Logan told him. “I think she was crying.”
With a sigh, Alex sat on the edge of his bed. “Guess I do.” Then he noticed his and Danielle’s shoes by the bathroom door. “You found our shoes? I couldn’t remember where we left them.”
“You guys got real drunk, huh?”
Alex closed his eyes. “Something like that.”
Danielle awoke soon after. She cautiously sat up and searched for the noise that invaded her dream of Alex and her in a pool. It was a very strange dream. It seemed so real.
Marie packed her bag in her pajamas. She looked up at Danielle. “What time did you get back? You weren’t here when I got here.”
Danielle put her hand to her head and leaned back on the headboard. The headache still lingered. “It was pretty late. I didn’t look at the time.”
“Did you have fun with Alex in the pool?” she asked with a sly grin. “I saw you guys fucking. I hear he’s incredible in bed.”
Danielle sighed. It wasn’t a dream. The memories of the night before became clearer. “Um….” She had no idea what to say.
“You sounded like it was good,” Marie commented, and then smirked. “You slept in his bed, didn’t you? Gimme details. He’s so hot!”
Unsure of all the night’s events, Danielle sighed. She remembered the orgasms. There was shockingly no pain. It was the best feeling she ever had. “It’s all still a little cloudy, but he was amazing. I’m just not sure we should have.” She breathed deeply. Suddenly, she saw Alex over her then he kissed her while he made love to her.
“You guys make such a cute couple,” Marie replied. “Don’t worry about it. Alex is a great guy. Didn’t you want him?”
Danielle had to smile at that while she recalled her hands on him. “Last night, I wanted him so badly it was scary.” Brian’s possible discovery of what she had done made her tense. “But, I’m still with Brian. I’m so confused, and I have such a headache.” She groaned in pain. Thinking made it worse. “I’m gonna take a shower and see if the hot water helps.”
In the shower, Danielle thought about the party. Then about what she and Alex had done. Twice, no wait, three times! Oh God! A sigh escaped her lips. She wanted to see him but wasn’t ready to face him yet. They needed to talk about it. She still couldn’t believe they had sex.
Alex, on the other hand, yearned for a repeat. He couldn’t go back to sleep and got hard every time he thought of her. She felt so good! He could still feel her grip him tightly while she cried out his name. It was like a dream come true. He just hoped it didn’t all fall apart now that he had her.
After she had washed her hair, Danielle sighed. Alex was right. It was so good, she still felt it. She was pretty sure she passed out before the end. Or did I? Her mind was so mixed up, she couldn’t be positive when she crashed.
“Danielle,” Marie called to her. Then she opened the door. “Your phone’s ringing.”
In a panic, Danielle screamed, “Pick it up!”
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nbsp; If it was Brian, and she didn’t answer, he would be furious again. Her breath quickened, and she hugged herself. If he found out what she had done, he would definitely send someone to reprimand her. He wouldn’t care who slipped her something. I cheated on him. Shit!
“She’s in the shower. One second.” Marie walked into the bathroom. “It’s Brian, Danielle.” She opened the sliding shower door.
Danielle started and tried to cover her scars. “Don’t look at me. Please.”
“Oh, God,” Marie quietly exclaimed. Her mouth dropped open. She covered the phone’s microphone. “Does this asshole beat you with a whip?” There were so many healed lash wounds, Marie couldn’t count them all. “Baby, no wonder you’re terrified of him.”
In tears, Danielle reached for the phone. “He… he… he didn’t. Not him.”
“Sweetie, you can’t keep covering for him.” Marie held in her anger. “Please. Let us help you.”
Danielle shook her head. “My father did it. Brian’s not that bad.”
“No.” Marie sighed. She understood. “He’s much worse. He’s in your head.” She handed her the phone and left the room.
Danielle brought her shaky hand up to her ear. “H—hello.”
“You OK?” Brian knew she was in tears.
She shakily replied, “Um, well, I’m in the shower.”
“And Marie saw your scars. Didn’t she?” He had heard Danielle scream not to look at her. She let out a sob. “It’s OK, Dani. He won’t ever beat you again. I promised you I wouldn’t let him. I told you I’d keep you safe from him.” He felt helpless for once. When she was overwhelmed with memories, he normally held her. “Take a deep breath, Dani. She won’t tell anyone.”
Danielle did as told and slowly relaxed. He was right. Maybe it was a good thing Marie knew what her dad had done to her for so long. “I’m scared,” she admitted. Images flashed in her head. She wished someone would hold her.
“I wish I was there.” He put aside what he had planned to ask and leaned back in his chair. It was a bad time to ask her why she didn’t answer her phone the night before. He understood flashbacks all too well. It was the one thing he had empathy for.
from Pain to Pleasure (Gainesville Book 1) Page 12
