Flawed Heart (House Of Obsidian #1) (7 page)

“Shut your fuckin’ mouth,” I bark as people move aside to let me in.

Demi looks over to me, eyes wide, and then she starts the waterworks. “She came in here and punched me, Max. She won’t leave me alone.”

Fucking liar.

“I heard every fucking thing you said to her, Demi. You so much as look at her again, I’ll make you wish you were never born. We’re done, through. Do you hear me? I’d rather fuck a bucket of hot water.”

Everyone around us laughs, but Demi’s face floods with rage.

“You know you belong to me, Max. You can’t just end it. I won’t let you. That little bitch has nothing on me.”

“Call her that again,” I growl, “and see what happens. That woman is thirty times the person you are.”

“You can’t do this!” she screams as I turn away.

“Just did, babe.”

I flick my eyes in the direction Belle was in, but she’s gone. I didn’t notice her run off. God dammit.
Fuck
. Leaving Demi where she is, I spin around and shove past people, running towards her car, because I know that’s exactly where she’s headed.

I’m right. I catch her just as she’s swinging the door open.

“Blue Belle, wait.”

She spins on me, and screams in a voice so loud I’m shocked it could come out of someone so tiny. “You go away, Max. I won’t do this. I won’t be your little companion that you turn to when you’re bored. Leave me alone. I don’t want to be a part of this.”

“Just wait,” I say, shoving her door closed so she can’t get in. “Let me—”

“No!” she shrieks. “Why did you even seek me out, Max? What purpose did you have to try and be my friend? I was happy before you came along! Then you jumped into my life and now I can’t . . .”

“You can’t what?” I growl, stepping up close so her back is pressed against the car.

“I can’t imagine what it’s like without you. I don’t want to feel like that. I didn’t want to feel the desperate feelings I felt the other day in my room, and I don’t want to feel them right now.”

She feels it too.

Fuck.

“You can’t make them stop, Blue Belle.”

“Stop calling me that,” she croaks. “Stop talking to me. Stop trying to be my friend. You’re too good for me, Max. That’s been proven. Just leave me alone.”

“There’s one big fucking problem with that request,” I say, stepping closer until my body is flush against hers. Her pink lips part and she sucks in a breath.

“What’s that?” she whispers.

“I don’t want to fucking leave you alone.”

Then I take a risk. I lower my head and crush my lips against hers. She’s silent for a moment, still 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.

~*~*~*~

“M
ax!” 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 up with him, tossing her shirt and shorts until she’s in a bikini. He throws her over his shoulder and runs towards the water, her squealing the whole way.

“You wanna swim, baby?” I murmur into Belle’s ear.

“Yes, I really do.”

Grinning, I stand and pull off my shirt. I’ve got shorts on, but they’re not swimming shorts. No matter. Belle stands too, and stares down at her tank and tiny shorts, then she looks back to me. “I can’t swim in these.”

“Course you can, sweetheart. I’ve got a shirt in my car you can put on.”

Her cheeks grow pink, but I don’t let her hesitate. I do the same thing Reese did. I lean in, dropping my shoulder into her belly and hauling her up. She squeals happily and reaches down, slapping my ass as I jog towards the water.

I throw her in first and her tiny body flies into the blue depths. Laughter trails behind her. I dive in too, fucking loving how the water feels against my skin.

I find Belle and catch her in my arms. She wraps her legs around my waist and we float there like that a while, laughing and splashing each other. I let her go eventually and she ducks under the water, wetting her hair again. When she comes up, she’s got drops of it running down her skin. My dick gets hard again. Fuck, this is proving to be harder and harder with each passing day.

She stares at me, no doubt seeing the lust in my eyes, and her cheeks grow pink. She looks down to the water, and murmurs, “Max?”

“Yeah, baby?” I ask, my voice thick with want.

“Um.” She swallows, and whatever is on her mind is making her nervous.

I swim closer and pull her into me so our faces are close. “You can tell me whatever it is you’re thinking, Blue Belle.”

“We kiss . . . a lot . . . and it’s so good,” she says, her voice low.

“Fuck yeah it’s good.”

“I just . . . I wanted . . . to maybe . . .”

Fuck.

“Maybe what?” I rasp.

“I’ve wondered what it will be like . . . to touch you, and for you to touch me.”

“I touch you all the time, Blue Belle,” I say, studying her face.

“I mean . . .”

“You want me to touch between your legs.”

Her cheeks burn red but she nods.

“You want me to make you come, sweetheart?”

She shudders in my arms, and I think that’s a big fucking yes.

“Then stay still.”

“What?” she squeaks. “You can’t do it here.”

I grin. “Can’t I?”

I spin her around so her back is pressed to my chest. I use my hand to flatten her against me, and then I lower us into the water deeper, so only our heads are out.

“Max,” she whispers.

“Trust me, Blue Belle. It’ll be fucking explosive.”

I run my lips over her neck and her entire body breaks out in little quivers. I keep one hand pressed flat against her belly, holding her to me, while my other hand slides down to her shorts.

“Max,” she whimpers.

“Just trust me. I’ll make you feel fucking incredible.”

I put pressure on her belly and she makes a tiny throaty sound that’s so fucking sweet I shudder right along with her. I press my cock into her back and she gasps. “Do you see what you do to me, Blue Belle?”

I unbutton her shorts and then slowly lower my hands into her panties. She gasps when I make first contact with her sweet little mound. I move lower, reaching the top of her pussy. Fuck. So fucking hot. She reaches over and grabs onto my wrist, stopping me. “I’m scared, Max. I’ve never . . .”

“Hey,” I say, kissing her jaw. “I’d never do anything to hurt you, or embarrass you.”

“But you’re experienced and I’m . . .”

“Fucking pure and perfect. Let me give you my experience, Blue Belle.”

I dip my hand lower and she drops my wrist. Her body tenses as I part her folds and gently slip my finger into her warm flesh. She gasps as I rub my fingertip over her aching clit. Holy shit. I feel like I’m going to come in my fuckin’ pants.

“I can’t tell if you’re wet or not,” I growl into her ear. “But I’m guessin’ you are.”

“Max,” she gasps.

I rub slowly, loving every sound of pleasure and surprise she makes. She arches back into me and I remove the hand from her belly and raise it up to pinch her hard nipples through her shirt. Her gasping turns into desperate little cries only I can hear.

“Do you like my fingers on your pussy?”

“Oh, gosh,” she whimpers.

“Do they feel good?”

“Yes,” she breathes. “Yes.”

I rub a little faster now, loving the feeling of her clit hardening beneath my touch. I want to dip lower, to thrust my fingers inside her, but I won’t do that here. I just keep rubbing and flicking, pinching and twisting until her entire body explodes in my arms and she trembles. Little gasps of pleasure escape her lips and her head drops back onto my shoulder.

My cock is so hard it feels as if it’s going to burst. I need to fucking deal with it, or I’ll never be able to get out of the water.

“Turn around, Blue Belle,” I rasp into her ear.

She complies, turning and putting her arms around my neck. Her eyes are pleasured and sleepy looking, and her lips are full and swollen. I need them on my mouth if I’m going to come.

“I’m going to make myself come, sweetheart,” I grind out. “If I don’t, I’ll never get out of here.”

Her eyes widen. “Y-y-y-you are?”

I jerk my jean shorts down beneath the water and reach in, grabbing my cock. I start stroking it and Belle’s eyes move down to the water, then back to mine.

“Kiss me,” I pant out between each pump of my cock.

She leans in and starts kissing me, slow at first and then hard and deep. My hand works faster, my cock swelling as I get closer and closer to release.

“Can I?” she whispers, tearing her mouth from mine.

“You want to jerk me off?” I say, my voice tight.

She nods.

I use my free hand and take one of hers, bringing it down between us. I release my dick and then wrap her hand around it. She gasps and her eyes get big. “It’s . . . Max, it’s . . .”

“We can talk about how big it is later, baby,” I grind out. “I need to come.”

Her cheeks are pink, and I fucking love that. I close my hand over hers and start moving it up and down. She bites her bottom lip and meets my eyes, getting the movement on her own. I let her hand go and wrap my arms around her, stopping her from floating away.

“That’s it baby,” I moan into her neck. “Stroke my cock. Fuck.
Yes
.”

“Max,” she whispers, her voice shaky. “Does it feel good?”

“So fucking good. Keep going.”

She does, moving her hand at the perfect pace. My balls rise up and tighten and I can’t hold it back anymore.

“Fuck, I’m coming,” I grunt into her neck.

My dick explodes beneath the water and strand after strand of come pours out into the sea. Belle keeps moving her hand until I reach down and stop her. I pull her body into mine. “That was fucking amazing, Blue Belle.”

“It was?”

I kiss her, a little hard, a little deep.

“Fuck yeah it was.”

She smiles.

My heart swells.

I
t’s been four days since I’ve seen or heard from Max. He didn’t call and demand to know about Imogen, he didn’t even try to contact me. He just disappeared back into his dangerous little world. That hurt more than I ever could have imagined. I know seeing her would have come as a shock, but for him to turn away like that . . . without even a question.