Nova
He did not make love feel easy..."Oh God, what is that noise.." I groan and place my pillow over my ears, but that doesn't seem to make the infuriating noise stop. I can still hear it! "Mum! Turn it off please!" God even my voice hurts to listen to.I open my eyes gently trying to take in my surroundings, oh good I'm half naked.I'm never taking alcohol again.I lie with my back on the bed staring at the ceiling. Moving my hands around I search for my phone and turn to my side to face my nightstand.There's aspirin and a cup of water on it.I know very well my parents don't care enough to do this for me."Oh, my God!" My eyes widen in realization ad happiness. I get up from my bed and quickly put on the first shirt and joggers I could find before I run out the door, ignoring my throbbing head, I run to my brother's room.I'm hit with disappointment after I push his door open only to find his room empty, just the way it has been since he left."Oh," I sigh loudly as I fall with a thud on his bed.I'm tired, I'm fucking tired! I'm all alone in this house, literally. I have two parents that live with me but are never here. My brother has been gone for almost five years with the promise of "I'll come back"My parents are only focused on money even with all they have, instead of just paying attention for once! To their nineteen-year-old daughter.They didn't even remember my birthday. I scoffGod, why am I thinking and crying so fucking much! I hate alcohol!I get up and leave the room to head to mine. I open the door and see my dad coming out of his room."Oh hey Nova, I'm sure your mum forgot to tell you, the Elrods are coming over for dinner." He smiled widely "The dad and I hit this huge deal at work and....anyway, we decided to celebrate over dinner" his smile widened with prideWhat!"Dad... Deshawn and I broke up. I'm not going to be comfortable with him around, not to talk of his entire family here" I crossed my arms over my chestHe looked down at his phone typing on it "Oh sorry" He raised his head to look at me "Don't worry I'm sure it's just like any young love feud, y'all gonna get over it" he smiled patting my headMy hands fall to my side "Wha-what? I'm telling you I broke up with him and you're saying that? Dad, he humiliated me in front of a lot of people...." I run my hands across my face in frustrationHe laughs "Oh baby, that just shows he loves you don't worry I'm sure you guys will work it out tonight" he smiles and walks awayOh my God...I go into my room and lock the doors behind me before grabbing the aspirin and water completely forgetting that I was worried about who placed them there."God I hate my life!" I exclaim out loud, to myself.The will to cry and scream is so strong, but they don't deserve it not at allI can't wait to leave this fucking place, this house, this town just leave everything and disappear, I have nothing here anyway.Nothing to lose.I look around and pick my phone up. No calls or texts from Jeremiah.What did you expect you're not even friends...True. We met on a school group chat.He sent a broadcast message, I guess my number appeared there mistakenly because he didn't have an idea who I was, no one does.Well, they do now, after my humiliation party.I check out the rest of my notifications and see one from my Uber app. How I got home last night is extremely blurry. I remember paying the Uber guy and him rejecting it... I can't make out the rest it's all kinda scrambled.So this, is what alcohol does to people.I click on the Uber notifications and I'm surprised when it reads that my ride was canceled.I sit up on my bed "What do you mean canceled, I got in the Uber" I click on the driver's profile, his name is Tyler.I don't remember anything from last night concerning his name.His profile picture is what takes me aback... Why does Tyler from last night not look like his Uber profile?It could be the alcohol right? Is this what people call a blackout I can barely remember shit I don't even know if the Tyler I met is the right Tyler.Tesoro...I remember that word! I quickly go to G****e Translate to check the word out.Okay, I'm pretty sure the name Tyler is not Italian.Tesoro is an Italian term for endearment."I give up" I sigh in defeat as I throw my phone on the bed beside meI'm too drunk to be acting like a detective anyway. I can barely even remember shit to help me solve whatever this is.God my life is a mess! I groan loudly and pick up my phone again. I have no idea what to even do, it's not like I have anyone I'm talking to.The only things I ever use my phone for are Tiktok and youtube... Yeah, I'm that big of a loner.I sigh again. I've been doing that a lot todayWatch pornMy subconscious chirps at me.I mean I've never actually watched porn, but I've seen a lot of movies and read a lot of novels with smut in them, but watching people do it?.... it's never even crossed my mind.I pick up my phone and go to G****e, my hands are hovering over the keyboard and I have no idea why I'm delaying. There's no one here so nothing's holding me back.Fuck it! I'm too inquisitive to stop now.I type the word porn into the search bar. I bite my lips nervously as I wait patiently for it to load.Oh..my.God!2,406 results! And more!Who acts that much pornography? And the names, oh my god the names of these videos. I scroll slowly as I search for anyone that might captivate my attention, but none.I'm still scrolling when I come across a video with the name "Girl masturbating on live cam" and I click on it.I watch as the dots on the screen go around repeatedly like two times before a girl, completely naked and in front of her camera with her legs spread apart.She grabs one of her breasts and moans before taking her second hand down between her legs and rubbing her clit slowly.She continues the movement slowly and after some time she increases her pace. Her moans are becoming loud and it's really hard for me to even tell if she's enjoying whatever she's doing or not.I continue to watch her and my hand moves slowly to the waistband of my joggers before sliding underneath. I copy everything she does, my hand moves past my underwear waistline and directly to my vagina.I can feel the wetness all over my vagina as I run my fingers over It, up and down before settling on my clit.I look at my phone again and see how she's touching herself.She takes two fingers and puts them inside her... my eyes immediately widen at that action.I don't think I'll be doing that part.I take my hand and start rubbing my clit slowly... It feels... Good.She takes her fingers out and starts rubbing her clit again in a circular motion, so I do it.I drop the phone horizontally on the stand beside me that way I can still see it.Rubbing my clit slowly, I use my other free hand to play with my nipples. I can feel them harden immediately.I try to focus on what I'm feeling right now, the sensations in my body, the build-up I'm feeling in my stomach, it's far but I can feel it drawing nearer.So I increase my pace, my toes curl at the end of the bed as I lift my waist off the bed a little bit."Oh, fuck!" I moan out. I quickly take my hands off my breast to cover my mouth but I don't stop rubbing. I turn my head sideways towards the phone and watch the movement of what the girl on the screen is doing.As if on cue, with my eyes still on her, her legs begin to shake as she cums all over her fingers not long after I follow behind.Oh my God.My breathing is heavy, my chest is heaving very fast and I can still feel my legs and belly tingling from the experience"Wow," I exclaim after I come down from my high.My first orgasm.My legs collapse onto the bed as I try to catch my breath and rest before I shower.After resting for a little while, I get up and head into my bathroom to shower unknown to me that I had just entertained him.Also gave him a boner.Leonardo I stare at Aaliyah and I can't help the small smile that appears on my face."You look happier," she mutters.I smile at her, "I am. So, when can you stop playing my fucking therapist." This was something we unknowingly started years ago after she got together with Roman and she witnessed me kill a man that almost raped her while Roman was been electrocuted repeatedly and made to watch. What I did was nothing compared to what Roman would have done if he had successfully gotten out of that chair. I was the lesser evil in my opinion.Aaliyah didn't see it that way. So here we are for one of our unexpected therapy sessions. You'd think for someone who is eight months pregnant she'd want to be in bed resting, instead, she's here grilling me about mental health and shit.I miss Nova. I'll make sure she pays for setting me up like this when she gets back from class."Why?"I chuckle, "Do you believe in fate?"She shook her head, confused. "I don't think so. Why?""Well, my answer
Nova Leo just strolled out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist looking as delicious as ever. My eyes roam over his body and I trail the droplets of water running down from his chest to his stomach imagining what my tongue would feel like when I lick it clean."Why do you look so good?" The question is out of my mouth before I can stop it.He smirks, "I can't help it. It's a blessing, baby.I move off the bed and stand in front of him. "I have the urge to climb you like a tree every time because you look so fucking good!" "Oh, really? What's stopping you?"There's a drop of water rolling from his shoulder down to his stomach. I bend in front of him before darting my tongue out to lick the water right above his navel. Leo releases a loud moan and it does something to me knowing the amount of control I have over him."That feel good?" I ask teasing."Fuck, yes.""Yeah," I look at the tent that's now forming under his towel. "You get that hard easily a lot?" I tease him and
Nova & Leo I make my way inside, trying to ignore the rush of blood in my ears and the deafening decibels of the metronome in my chest. The rush calms down when my eyes meet with bright blue eyes, silently reassuring me.If Leo was not here, I don't know what I'll do.But I do know it won't be pretty. People who say they aren't capable of violence are liars. Everyone is capable of it. It's a matter of learning what will push you to that point.I've spilled blood. Out of luck or whatever anyone wants to call it.This crusade is fueled by love. A pretty, sparkling, soft emotion, capable of wreaking more havoc than hate.Hate can't dig under the skin the way love does. It doesn't alter your cells or spark chemistry. You'd bleed for someone you love, never someone you truly hate. But hate holds a dark power of its own. And right now, both hate and love are driving my decisions.I'm volatile and angry.Terrified and nervous. As I look at the man I call my father, bound, and bruised
Leonardo I cock my head to the side, staring at the running man with bewilderment. “Why does he run like that?” I ask, genuinely concerned if Charles Klay likes to peg himself with foreign objects. Maybe one got stuck because Jesus fucking Christ, who runs like that? I can't believe we've been chasing Edward and his lackeys for close to a month and this limping ape is the closest thing to him that we've got.“That… that’s a good question,” Nate answers through my earpiece, sounding just as bemused as I am. He’s watching through the drone hovering over the awkwardly running dude. We’ve been tracking Charles Klay since he fled from Councilman David’s house. He wasn’t hard to find despite his best efforts to stay hidden. I’m sure it hurt his shriveled little soul to have millions of dollars and not be able to fuck off to a tropical island with strippers and blow. Guess the dude hasn’t fried his brain with drugs so badly that he’s not aware of the massive target on his back.H
Leo I stare at Nova's face and the way she grips my hand and rubs it reassuringly. "Let's go inside, baby. I have a surprise for you.""A surprise? Leo are you sure you want to go in there? All you have in this place are bad memories. Why would you want to go in there?" The worry in her tone almost deters me but I remembered why I chose to come here.I pull her closer to me, my hands wrapped around her waist. As my fingers roam all over her soft supple skin I have it in me to fuck her here against a tree and from the way she's breathing I'm sure she feels the same way. "It's okay, my love.""I just don't want this ugly place to trigger any bad memories for you." She places her palm on my cheek.I lean my face into her touch, "I'll be fine, I've got you. Just be here, okay? Can you do that for me, baby?" I ask her"Always. It's you and me, Leonardo Ricci."I kiss her deeply and passionately. "That's my girl. Now, let's go see your surprise.""This is an unexpected place for a surpr
Nova"Can I take you somewhere?" Leo asks. I've just stepped out of the bathroom from my shower, yanking a brush through my wet, tangled hair. I tear the bristles through a particularly brutal knot, uncaring of the way the strands tear. "Baby, you're hurting your hair. Let me brush it." Feeling defeated, I slump my shoulders, trudge over to him, and sit on the floor between his spread knees. He takes the brush from me and gently starts running it through the sopping tresses, slowly detangling the mop on my head. It feels nice, but I'm too tired to appreciate it. Leo was right. Happiness is fleeting, however, over the past weeks, he's done everything in his power to help me hold on to any semblance of peace. Finishing with the brush, he sets it down on the bed and gathers my hair together. I nearly choke when he begins braiding it. "Where the hell did you learn to do that?" I ask. I'm tempted to twist around like a dog chasing its tail, just so I can witness this. "Aaliyah taug