My assumption was confirmed when she released a trembling breath, a solitary tear tracing down her beautifully pale face. Moments later, she settled on the porch swing, her defenses completely down as tears continued to stream."How... how did you know?" She croaked, using the back of her hand to wipe away the persistent tears."Let's just say I've known others who've suffered abuse," I replied honestly, recalling the times my mom had tried to conceal her own bruises beneath layers of clothing. "But remember, you can't change what's already happened to you," I added, moving closer to her. "However, you can choose how to overcome it. It won't be easy – in fact, that's an understatement – but it'll only get tougher if you let it consume you."I hesitated for a moment before placing my hand on hers, deciding to take the risk. She didn't pull her hand away, surprising me. Instead, she flipped her hand over, squeezing mine as a gesture of gratitude – or so I told myself – all while studyin
Later That EveningMax gently brushes his knuckles against my arm and asks, "Are you sure you're okay with us just hanging out here again? I had plans to make a reservation at a nice place, but I got caught up visiting Riley, and by the time I was heading back, it was too late."I retort, resting my chin on his chest as I look up at him, "Are you kidding? A Netflix and Chill night with my guy, complete with two large pizzas, a ton of Sour Patch Kids, and a six-pack of Corona...it doesn't get any better than this." He smirks and tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear before giving me a sweet kiss on the forehead."I'm just glad the house is empty again. With everything that's been going on lately, I've been craving some alone time with you," he admits. "Every day without seeing you makes me clingier.""I'd tease you for that," I confess, "but then I'd be a hypocrite." His hand cups my cheek, and I savor his touch."Yeah?" He smirks again, leaning in to peck my lips."Oh yeah," I murmu
"Ignorance doesn't lead to happiness; it leads to helplessness, fear, and cruelty," Ingrid Holtby's words rang true that night:…Max leans against his desk, gesturing for me to take a seat. It instantly transports me back nine years to the day Mom and Alex shared the 'family secret' with me. Back then, I had some inkling of what the conversation would entail. But right now, I'm utterly clueless. All the cards are on the table, and anything seems possible.Max clears his throat, and I moisten mine with a single gulp, bracing myself for what he's about to say."Do you remember the morning after the first time we were intimate?" He begins, and I'm still in the dark about where this is going. "You asked if I had made a bet with my friends about you." Despite my bewilderment, I nod, recalling that day vividly. "I told you I had, but it was more of an arrangement, definitely not with someone I'd call a 'buddy.'" My brows furrow, and he continues to explain thankfully. "Now, remember the fi
The numerous canceled dates, the unpredictable mood swings – it all starts to make sense. Considering the stressful situation he's been in, it's no wonder Max had difficulty trusting anyone. He's been navigating this turmoil largely on his own. And then it hits me."What if you can pay them off before graduation?" I suddenly blurt out, opening my eyes to meet his confused gaze."What do you mean?" he asks."You mentioned that Kalix's parents already helped you once, during the custody battle for Riley, right? What if—""Absolutely not," Max interjects firmly. "Kalix has offered before, and I already—""Let me finish first," I interrupt him in return. "You don't even know what I was going to suggest. I know you'd never ask him for something like that.""I'm sorry," he apologizes, brushing his thumb over my lower lip. "Go on.""The point I'm trying to make is that, just like back then, you don't have to face this alone. So, I have an idea.""Isabella, I swear if it involves you—""Just
Five Days Later"Fuuuccckkk," Max groans as I take my final rides. "Baby," he pants out, his fingers digging in my thighs as I feel him just about ready to explode. "Baby, I can't hold it in any longer.""I'm so close. Just a few more seconds," I plead, panting along with him, my pace increasing with each one of his thrusts."Lolllaaa, I physically ca-" My climax cuts him off, the two of us instantly erupting inside each other -him in the condom and I all around him- at the exact same time. I slide off him and land right next to his short- winded body, my very own in no better state than his. "Fuck," Max breathes out. "That round's got to be in our top ten for sure.""I second that."Chuckling, we turn to our sides to face each other, his perfectly imperfect smile making me fucking swoon even more than his rasped morning voice has the capability of doing. He places a strand of my hair behind my ear, his pointer finger trailing down my face and neck to trace the outline of my left brea
As I ascend the steps to one of UP's most renowned fraternity houses, there's no doubt as to why ATO consistently hosts the best parties on campus. It's not just their outstanding playlists, quality drinks, and spacious venue that make their gatherings a must-attend; it's the overall atmosphere. Some parts of the house are raucous, while others offer tranquility. For those seeking a middle ground, the wooden deck in the back is the perfect spot. This diversity ensures there's something for everyone, making it my favorite fraternity house for unwinding.Upon entering, I exchange greetings with familiar faces, including Ryder, and make my way to where Avery and the boys are hanging out. As the warm living room engulfs me, I'm relieved I opted for a crop top and skinny jeans instead of a sweater."There she is!" Ethan greets me as I approach the group of friends I've come to know as my own. "Clingy Clyde here was getting worried," he jests, nodding toward Max."Come on, Adams," Max retor
"Uhhh, may I inquire what on earth you think you're doing?!" Buffy's voice continues to berate me as I head over to Campus Point Beach.I've already told you, I did what I should've done from the start. I can't believe it took me so long to figure it out. How could I have been so foolish?! DON'T. UNDERSTAND! HOW ON EARTH DO YOU GO FROM PRACTICALLY DECLARING HIM THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE NOT EVEN AN HOUR AGO TO BREAKING UP WITH HIM IN FRONT OF THE ENTIRE STUDENT BODY?!You know what I don't understand? How you can continue to be my conscience without grasping my true intentions? What's the point of guiding me if you don't even seem to know me?What are you—Buffy stops her own thought as I imagine her gears finally starting to turn. Well, you little...WEASEL!I can't help but let out a laugh as I thank the heavens that I'm currently the only person on this beach. Imagine taking a peaceful stroll along the shore and suddenly running into a certified lunatic laughing at her own thoughts... n
Spring Break"Max broke the silence once we entered his room, perched on the edge of his bed while I stood there, deep in thought.I couldn't help but reflect on the whirlwind of our relationship. It had been a thrilling ride, especially with the added secrecy we'd maintained over the past month."Are you okay?" Max sensed my sudden change in demeanor and asked.I couldn't deny it any longer. "You know what, Avery was right," I confessed, speaking my thoughts aloud. "Those four words, 'We need to talk,' are the last ones any girl wants to hear from her boyfriend." Max chuckled and extended his hand, a gesture of courtesy that I appreciated."Slow down a bit, would you?" he asked rhetorically, taking my hands and pulling me gently between his legs. "I'd be a fool to let you go.""You're a fool either way," I teased, and he rolled his eyes. "But you're my fool," I added with a smile and a wink."That's more like it," he playfully retorted, making me laugh. But then he grew serious, and
Isabella "Dear friends and family, we are gathered here today to witness and celebrate the union of our very own Isabella Vega and Max Blackwell," Father Raffaele begins as soon as the choir finishes off the song. Words can't describe how I felt when I first heard it playing behind the closed doors. Max has really outdone himself this time."In the years they have been together, both on and off - we all chuckle to that - "their love and understanding of each other has grown and matured, and now they have decided to live their lives together as husband and wife." A few 'about time's' fire through the crowd, making us chuckle some more.Soon after, Father Raffaele announces that Max and I will be reciting our vows to one another, motioning for Max to begin with his. My man clears his throat ever so vigorously, earning his overdramatic ass another round of chuckles from the rest of us before he briefly turns to Father Raffaele."Sorry in advance, Father," Max warns him, and then he turn
MaxI only saw her ten minutes ago, but damn, my jaw still drops when the chapel doors open, revealing her in all her glory. I proudly watch as my mother-in-law and brother-in-law join her on each side, slowly walking her down the aisle. What makes me smile even more is the moment Isabella's already beautiful face lights up in recognition at the song I've chosen for the processional. She's absolutely breathtaking, in every sense of the word.I could go on describing the details of the goddess walking towards me, but given that my dick is already as solid as a rock and we're inside a church, I'd rather spare all the witnesses here the image of me ejaculating on the spot. So, for the sake of all the guests, especially Father Raffaelem, who happens to be standing closest to me, let me just stop at she's absolutely breathtaking.Her arrival at the altar can't come fast enough. As the agonizing distance between us gets shorter with each ascending step, I take a moment to revisit some of ou
Isabella"Come on, Isabella, get a grip!" I scold my nerves, taking another swig of the bottle without letting any tequila spill on my expensive dress. I wipe the liquid from the side of my mouth with the back of my hand. "Why are you so nervous? It's just a wedding, and it's Max. He'd laugh if he saw you like this."Girl, if you don't calm down..., Buffy interjects, breaking through my nervous thoughts. Your back-and-forth pacing is giving MY conscience's conscience a headache. I take a deep breath before another swig. Pull yourself together! Max is probably as calm as ever while you're freaking out for no reason!As I'm about to bring the bottle to my lips again, a determined knock on the door interrupts me. Damn it! Where's a packet of Sour Patch Kids when you need one?"It's unlocked," I call out, turning around to take one last gulp. The door creaks open and closes, but the visitor remains silent. Then I hear the lock turning, slowly."Alex, if this is one of your lame attempts t
Isabella "Are you alright, bro?" I inquire as I approach Alex on the porch swing of the Carters' old house."I've never been better," he replies, patting the seat beside him. "I just wanted to talk. Even though we FaceTime every night, it's never quite the same as being together in person.""I completely understand," I say, taking a seat next to him and resting my head on his shoulder. He rests his head on top of mine, and we stay like this for a while before he breaks the silence."Do you remember that time when you tried to be Spider-Woman and fell down the stairs?" He asks suddenly, instantly bringing a smile to my face. "You scraped your knee, but you didn't want Mom to find out because you knew she would scold you for not being careful. So instead, you came to me, begging me to fix the cut before she came home.""Yes," I chuckle softly. "I think I was around seven years old, right?""Seven and three months," he responds with a soft chuckle of his own. "And then there was the tim
~Five Weeks Later-MaxAfter five years of living on and off with Isabella, you might think I'd grow tired of waking up before her, but no, not at all. Despite both of us not being morning people, the days when I'm up before noon are special because I get to wake up my fiancée. The mere thought of our new reality makes me smile like a lunatic.With that smile on my face, I grab a coffee tray filled with Isabella's typical breakfast and head down the hall to the master bedroom. Once inside, I place the tray on a nightstand before slowly hovering over Isabella's sexy sleeping figure. Knowing she doesn't wake up when I initially touch her, I let my fingers graze her waist as I slide the silky covers off her bare body.She's always been breathtaking, from the moment I first laid eyes on her. Starting with her right leg, bent at the knee, I position myself over it and begin to kiss every inch of her, starting at her toes.My lips move up her sole to her heel, gradually reaching her calf, t
~At the Penthouse Suite~IsabellaUpon returning to the penthouse suite with our bags of groceries, Max poses a question."What did the savage mother say to her son when he informed her that his girlfriend was pregnant?" he inquires as we enter, closing the door behind us."You should've used protection?" I jest."Good one, but no," he chuckles. "She instead apologized, asking him who the father was.""Daaammmnnn," I laugh, conceding that it was one of the better jokes. Surprisingly, our banter, initiated at the grocery store, continues to be amusing. "Alright, my turn," I say, placing my bags on the expansive kitchen island. "To make this scenario work, I'll play the mother, and you'll be the son. We'll engage in a short conversation about you seeking permission to hang out with your girlfriend. Other than that, your responses won't impact mine much, so feel free to unleash that creative mind of yours.""Sounds good," he chuckles, depositing his bags on the island. "Ready when you ar
After a few seconds, Caleb thanks Max for something simple, even though my boyfriend just stated the obvious. Hopefully, Caleb won't feel the need to hide himself after tonight."You can thank us both by asking that Jaxon kid out," Max suggests, handing Caleb a hundred-dollar bill."Okay, forget what I said about Caleb being irresistible; he's beyond that. I can't find words to describe the guy I'm sitting on, who doesn't realize he's making Caleb's night."Caleb, feeling shy and surprised, tries to return the money. He thinks it's too much, but Max insists and places it in Caleb's shirt pocket."I wasn't asking," Max states firmly, ending further discussion.Caleb breathes out in disbelief, scratching his head in embarrassment. "Thanks, man. I mean, I don't know what else to tell you," he says, shrugging helplessly.Max smirks, silently signaling Caleb not to worry. With a nod and an appreciative smile, Caleb goes back inside, probably to find Jaxon and ask him out.Turning to Max, h
Later That Day"Five more minutes, I promise," I call back, securing the last bobby pin to keep my wild hair in check. I'll be surprised if they manage to hold anything given where we're headed tonight, but hey, I'm too lazy to take them out now."Take your time, I'll be in the living room!"Once I've tucked away the last bobby pin in who knows where, I check myself in the mirror one final time before joining Max."Sorry I took so long," I grimace when I find him on the couch engrossed in Real Housewives of Atlanta."No worries, ba—" His words vanish into thin air the moment his eyes land on me. I can't help but smile when they're replaced with a groan as he bites his fist."How does it look?" I ask, walking over to the door to slip on my white Converse."Like I'm not going to last long tonight," he replies smoothly, turning off the TV to stand up and join me at the door. "Holy fuck, I'm the luckiest motherfucker alive."Melting in his arms when he kisses my forehead, I thank my lucky
~Friday, February 14, 2025 - Valentine's Day in Santa BarbaraIsabellaMax and I reached Santa Barbara last night, opting to reserve a penthouse suite for a private Valentine's Day weekend. Yesterday involved exploring the city where our paths first crossed, but tonight promises an entirely different level of intimacy.The evening kicks off with the comical Valentine's Day cards we exchange..."Why am I not surprised?" I chuckle at Max's card, shaking my head at his cheeky sense of humor."Oh, please," he retorts, "like yours is any better." He displays the card I gave him, eliciting another round of laughter."Touché, touché," I concede, winking as I delve into the heartfelt note inside.Here's my love, take it.Here's my soul, use it.Wait a minute....Completing the remainder of the message, I smirk as my initial suspicion is confirmed.I glance up to find Max beaming at me proudly."What? Did it render you speechless with its brilliance?" He playfully raises his eyebrows."You cam