SolanaIt was a little past eight when I eventually stirred awake, almost falling face flat from the bed. Luckily, I caught myself up right on time, sucking in a deep breath, my throat parched and painful. Glancing around, from the gold wall clock to the black sheets, I remembered where I was, the events of the previous nights slowly coming back to me. I lay in Abel's bed, his masculine scent still permeating the pillows, sheets and thicker in the air. He'd probably left a few minutes before I woke up. I crawled on my knees to the left side of the bed, my attention drawn to the folded paper on the bedside table, beneath the flourescent lamp.Perhaps something urgent came up. Unfolding it carefully, I glanced through:Good morning, Gorgeous.I hate having to leave you so suddenly, but I need to take care of some important business. I'll be back before noon, I promise. Since I couldn't get a good phone so early, I took Nico's, and I've programmed the number into yours in case you need a
SolanaI was walking so fast now, that too on an unfamiliar path and was not paying attention, so when I tripped over a large tree root and went flying into the air, I shouldn't have been so bothered. But when I landed into a shallow pit, hitting my ankle against a rock, I knew it was over. I was stuck.“Fuck.”I looked back toward the house, but I'd wandered too deep into the woods to see any more than the fanciful chimney tops. I pressed my hands against the soft soil and tried to haul myself up. I held onto the pit's side and tried to claw my way up and out, but my ankle was starting to hum and swell painfully.Panic lodged itself in my throat. “Hello? Can anyone hear me?” I screamed, getting nothing but silence in return.Oh no.There was no way I could get out on my own. Not with my ankle feeling like murder. Pulling out my phone from my pocket, I unwrapped the earbuds and pushed one into my left ear, then tapped the screen, unlocked it, and scrolled down to where Abel had entere
Solana“This is becoming a recurrent event, don't you think?”“What? You always carrying me into the house?”He nodded and grinned, navigating his way carefully through the dense forest paths so as not to hit branches with my hurting ankle. With my arms around his neck, and my face buried in his chest, I felt so much at peace.“Can I ask you a question, Lana?”I raised my eyes, meeting his eyes, reading them. He gave nothing away. “Sure...”“Andrew was at Helen's yesterday, wasn't he? How did I not see him when I came to get you.”I bit my lips, looking away. Fuck. How did he find out? Who could have told him?“It was dark in there, but I'm pretty sure I would've seen him regardless. I mean, he could've been hiding behind the door. If there's one thing Andrew flops at, it's being subtle.”“I wasn't even sure it was really him. I'd woken up from sleep, and overheard them arguing from upstairs, but I never saw his face clearly.”“So I'm right, then? He was there.”“You mean you didn't k
Abel“Excuse me, Doctor Pete. I have to take this important call,” I said, ignoring Lana's glare as I lifted her leg up and placed it carefully on the couch's armrest. She winced, shrugging my hands off. If Doctor Pete noticed the staunch tension between us, he didn't comment, but just nodded.“Take your time, Sir.”I stepped out of the room, Andre's call coming in once again. I took a detour, past the stairs into my private office. “I'm disappointed in you, man. What the hell were you doing back there with Dad and Andrew?” “Calm down. It's not what you think. By the way, you made quite a lovely entrance. I was scared that you would end up beating him so bad, he'll be half-dead when you're through.”“Don't you think he would've deserved that? He kidnapped Damien from his school. This was after he'd gone to confront Erin a couple of times at her workplace on why she keeps Damien away from us. You know the circumstances surrounding Abigail's death, and the reason why Erin is being caut
AbelAs Lauren escorted Doctor Pete outside, I plopped back down beside Lana, careful not to hit her sprained ankle. “I'm sorry I took so long in there. Feel better?”“Go away, Abel,” she snapped, turning her face the other way. “Not right now. I don't want to talk to you.”“Is this about what I said earlier, Lana? I didn't mean to offend you with my question. You know the last thing I could ever want is to see you unhappy.”“But you did, Abel. You did offend me. That's the problem. Ever heard of the saying, 'the road to hell is paved with good intentions?’”I mulled over the saying for a few minutes, then exhaled and asked. “Why don't we sit outside on the grass and talk for a while?”“No. I don't want to talk. I told you — ”Ignoring her, I lifted her up into my arms and carried her outside, amidst protests. She raised her fist to pound it against my chest, but thought better of it. “You're insufferable.”“And you're beautiful.”She blushed furiously, attempting to hide it with her
Abel“Now, Lana, it's your turn,” I wiped the tears that had sprung up, blinking furiously. Fuck, why the heck was I crying? Why? And that too in front of her? I had to get my shit together. “What do you want? After shit hits the fan and everyone is happy, what do you desire?”She met my gaze, the look in her eyes unreadable, then she turned away quickly and shrugged her shoulders. I melted when she shot me a bright but equally sad smile. “Everything you want, Abel, I want them too.”“You're sure?” I tilted my head to the side, my chest swelling with pride. “No add-ons?”“No add-ons,” she reaffirmed.“You'll get them, then. You have my word for it.”There it was. Another promise to her. One I didn't know if I could keep. But I knew I would try. I wouldn't abandon her desires. I wouldn't abandon her generous wants. I would try every day up until my last breath on earth to give her all that she rightfully deserved. All that she wanted and possibly, more. A life. Simple. Colourful. Quiet
Abel“What do I want today?” I asked, smearing some more of the lotion on my dick.She nodded. I pulled her good leg out, bent it at the knee, and pushed it toward her chest. I then squeezed half the bottle of lotion onto the flat of her belly. She watched my movements expectantly.“Your arse, Lana. I want to fuck your arse today.”She blinked rapidly at first, trying to process my words, then her eyes went wide when it registered. She opened her mouth, to scream perhaps, but I stopped her right on time, dipping a finger into the lotion and taking the tip of it to her arsehole.“Relax. You have to trust me on this. I promise, you'll enjoy it,” I coaxed, circling the tight, dark pink, virgin ring, smearing lotion over it evenly. “But first, for safety measures, I'm going to fill your tight, little hole with this. You're going to so love it.” I dipped my finger in the lotion again, and she watched, entranced, a dainty red dusting her cheeks, caution in her eyes, alongside excitement and
AbelI carried Lana out of the bathroom after an intense shower session (we'd spent two hours lounging in the tub, making out, and fucking — I was careful enough not to hurt her sprained ankle any further, and to keep it elevated and iced, just like the doctor ordered.) I placed her carefully on the bed and began to clean her body. She lay on her back, her arms frayed out beside her, eyes closed, sated, and a faint smile on her lips. I hummed a song slowly as I dragged the towel fabric over the soft moulds of her breasts, down her flat belly, pausing to clean her dark pink pussy that was still tender from taking my cock. She giggled, then exhaled, reaching out to tug at my hair when I leaned down to tease her clit with my tongue.I'd barely brought my face up when Nico barged in the bedroom, calling out my name, his face going white when his eyes landed first on Lana's breasts, then at my face in between her legs. He turned away quickly, burning up in embarrassment.“Shit. I'm sorry,