Alicia's Misfortune (56 page)

It had been a week since she her trip to the ranch. After
returning from her trip, she left work indefinitely. She needed time to rethink
things and put her life back together. She didn’t want put on a fake persona
and lie to everyone about how her trip really went. She cringed at the thought
of having to deal with friends asking about how her heartache came to be. She
needed some alone time in order to heal.

As she stared at the undisturbed surface of the water in the
lake, she sighed heavily. It’s been a week yet her burden still felt as heavy
as it was before she left the ranch. Who knew that falling in love could be the
most difficult thing she would have to deal with? Her high school heartbreak
was nothing compared to how she felt.

After tightening the white cardigan around her body, she
picked up her small sling bag and her camera before walking back to her cabin.
The vacation house her cousin lent her was just a few hours’ drive from her
apartment. She wanted to be away from the city life but be close enough so she
can drive back whenever she was ready.

The serenity of the nature around her was blissful, and it
renewed he dwindling spirit. She needed rejuvenation and she was gradually
having it. When she got into the small house, she went straight to the kitchen
to pour herself a cup of coffee. Her hands were freezing.

“Can you make two cups, please?”

She nearly lost her consciousness after hearing Rick speak
and seeing him calmly seated on the couch. She froze, completely surprised at
his sudden appearance and puzzled by the thought that he got in the house even
though it was locked.

“How did you get in?” She had to ask. But then, it wasn’t
the pressing matter at the moment. “Why are you here? How did you find me?”

“One question at a time.” He raised his hands.

“What are you doing here?” She finally was able to think
correctly.

Instead of answering her question, he stood up and walked
toward her. The intention he had was clear in his eyes and it made her lean on
the kitchen counter for support. He stopped just a few inches away from her,
his stare fixed on her.

“Do you know how I almost got crazy looking for you?”

“I got so mad when I found out you left the ranch the same
day you refused to give me a chance to explain.”

“There was nothing to explain. I already told you what you
needed to know. Just leave me alone.” She whispered helplessly. “Leave me
alone, please.”

“You know I can’t do that.”

He held her by the neck and pulled her close to him.. He
crushed her lips, maddened by the situation they were in. She tried to push
him, but he was strong and determined.

Rick lifted her up on the counter top and started removing
her cardigan. She wanted to push him again, but when his kisses became sensual
and persuasive. It was want she had wanted the whole time. She longed for him.
To be touched again by him without holding back.

She kissed him back, pouring out her heart. Giving him a
taste of the heartache he had given her, the sadness she had to endure after
giving up on him. She allowed it all out. She helped him out of his clothes
while he did the same to hers.

Once half of her body was exposed, Rick cupped her breast
while his mouth sucked on the other. She arched her body as she allowed him to
taste her skin. He took everything she was offering, not leaving a spot of her
body untouched and unmarked. He licked and bit her at the same time which made
her body shudder.

“Oh Rick….” She moaned his name.

He tilted his head up and kissed her again while hurriedly
removed the remaining clothing on her body. The cold marble made contact with
skin, yet it warmed up as he lifted her bottom so he can enter her.

The forceful thrust made her cry in both in pain and
pleasure. He was rough and in a hurry, still he kept her in a daze. His thrusts
were strong, urging her to open up to him more. With every entry, she gasped
with unfathomable pleasure.

He came in faster, increasing his speed as he went in
deeper. Marly had to wrap her arms around his neck so she won’t drift away with
the overwhelming ecstasy. She came once while he vigorously pushed inside,
shaking his hips to tickle her walls. He kept repeating it, again and again
until he burst inside her and she came for the second time.

Rick leaned on the counter while he remained inside her. She
rested her forehead against his, still catching her breath. She could still
feel his weak pulsing inside her.

“Marry me,” He asked, still out of breath.

“What??”

“We’re both single, so what’s the problem?” He asked again.

Marly opened her eyes to look at him. What happened to their
wedding? All of the work and time she spent planning it for them had suddenly
gone to waste.

“We can talk about that later. Just answer my question.” He
said before kissing her passionately. “Will you marry me?”

“I don’t know.” She was still unsure why he ended up asking
her to marry her when he was supposed to be married a week ago.

“Maybe this will help you decide.”

Her eyes grew wide when she saw the huge diamond ring he
pulled out of his pocket. She was in complete shock. She decided to take a leap
of faith and give it a chance. After all, he came all the way there to find her
and that gave her the feeling that it was meant to be.

“Yes!!” she said as she embraced him. She was once again
lost in the pleasures of her heart.

By: Steamy Reads

Marine
Love

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Lola Phantom was seated in a black plastic chair, which was
extremely uncomfortable. She arched her back and stretched her arms, hoping to
alleviate some of the pain. She was in the middle of taking an oceanography
exam and her body was killing her.

Lola had just turned eighteen and was slightly above five
feet, with a curvy body and round butt that made jeans difficult to put on. Her
hair was long and black. When it was especially humid outside, her naturally
straight hair would begin to curl and bulge at odd angles.

Her eyes were bright blue like the waters of the Caribbean.
She often lined them in black Kohl pen, which accentuating her long lashes.
Lola’s skin was light brown. She tanned easily in the summertime, often
becoming dark brown by the time August rolled around. She longed to be outside,
not stuck in the sweaty exam room. She resolved to take a swim as soon as the
exam was over. It would help her train for her mission.

The exam room was silent save for the ticking of a clock.
Lola refused to look at how much time she had left. She was normally a
fantastic test taker, but she couldn’t seem to focus on the last exam of the
semester. She would still pass, but she needed high marks in order to attend a
scuba diving mission with several of her coworkers.

Lola lusted after the ocean the way she would lust over a
man, if she had one. The dark water was enticing, as was the marine life
existing at deep depths. She loved the stubby feeling of coral beneath her
fingertips, enjoyed the feeling of anemone fronds that tickled her palms. To be
submerged again would be a dream come true.

When Lola was younger, she attended regular diving classes,
and even competed a few times. During competitions, Lola caught more than a few
eyes looking her way. She was often embarrassed to be wearing even one-piece
swimsuits, blushed at the way they hugged the curve of her butt and showed off
her full breasts. Her classmates all agreed she was gorgeous, and she remained
beautiful as the years went on. She was now a young college student, full of
hope and academic drive.

The proctor in the exam room drew a number on the chalk-
board that read :05. She had five minutes left to finish her test and seal her
fate. Lola tucked her black hair behind her ears and cast her blue eyes on the
paper. She picked up her pen and proceeded to complete the exam. She would
score a passing grade; she would attend the scuba diving trip with her
classmates. Lola was determined.

After handing in her exam, she swept her hair into a high
ponytail. Sweat dripped down the slice of her back, tickling her skin. She took
a pamphlet out of her purse and began fanning herself with it.

The walk from school to her dorm was a short one. She often
ran into a few of her friends along the way, sweet girls who would rather be
sunbathing and swimming than test taking.

To Lola’s surprise, she didn’t see anyone she knew. Instead,
she ran into Stella, a girl who was in her Zoology course.

“Hi!” Stella said brightly.

She was taller than Lola, with an athletic build and curly
blonde hair. They had spoken on occasion, and even eaten lunch together a few
times. Lola thought she was nice enough. She decided to stay and talk; the swim
could wait.

“Hey,” Lola responded. “Stella, right? Have you finished all
your exams?”

“Ugh, don’t remind me. I’ve still got a biology course
tomorrow at eight in the freaking morning! I’m going to drown in coursework
Lola, I swear. Where are you headed off to? All done for the summer?”

Lola flashed a triumphant smile. “Yup, just finished my last
exam today! I need to get to my dorm and start preparing for my scuba diving
trip.”

“Oh I heard about that!” Stella giggled and poked Lola in
the side. “I bet you get to swim with all sorts of cute guys. Let me know if
you find a summer romance.”

Lola blushed. She hadn’t dated much, and the idea of meeting
a guy on her trip both thrilled and terrified her. She would be living in close
quarters with ten other classmates: six boys and four girls. Lola barely knew
any of them but they seemed nice enough. She might even make a few girlfriends.
And then there was Jason Michelson.

Lola shook her head as if this would evaporate any thoughts
of him. He was far too attractive for her, and he was a senior. He had the
greenest eyes she’d ever seen. She could barely converse with Stella; what
would she say to Jason when they were practically living together?

“You know what I mean?” Stella was saying.

“What? Sorry, of course,” Lola responded.

She didn’t want to tell Stella she was daydreaming about
Jason’s abs again. He was a rower, and she’d seen him shirtless on more than
one occasion walking to and from his dorm.

Stella seemed satisfied with Lola’s answer, for she
responded in kind.

“Well, I’ve got to get going. Good luck on your trip if I
don’t see you before then!”

“Thanks. Have a good summer!” Lola smiled warmly at her.

They parted ways and Lola continued towards her dorm. She
lived in Shell Suites on the fifth floor. The College Board thought they were
being clever when they named each dorm after marine life. Lola thought it was
cheesy, but she enjoyed the nautical decorations inside the dorm. The walls
were all lined with dark blue wallpaper and there were sailboats sculpted into
the wooden paneling.

Lola’s own room was painted a lighter shade of blue. She had
bough wall decals for school in order to make her room more decorative. There
were now three-foot jellyfish and miniature scuba divers all over her walls.

Lola plopped down on the bed and sighed. There were dozens
of textbooks open on the floor; highlighters and pens lay in clumps across the
desk. It looked like a war zone, but it was finally over. Now all she had to do
was focus on packing. Instead of thinking about the equipment she needed to
pack for her trip, she lay on her bed and daydreamed about Jason's abs, and the
equipment he kept concealed in his shorts.
 
If only she could keep her eyes open…

Lola woke up to the sound of banging. Something had fallen
to the floor; she heard giggling. She rolled onto her side and looked towards
her roommate’s bed. Jessica was sitting cross-legged drinking from a slender
green bottle. Her boyfriend, Eric, was sitting across from her. His own bottle
had been emptied, and was now laying empty on the floor.

Lola watched as Jessica leaned over and kissed Eric on the
mouth. He backed away for a second and glanced over at Lola, who quickly closed
her eyes.

“But your roommate is here,” he protested.

“It’s okay, she’s been asleep for hours. I’m sure she won’t
mind,” Jessica said.

They were whispering, but Lola could hear them clearly. She
felt bad that the room was a mess, but Jessica didn’t seem to mind. She turned
on her back and stared at the ceiling, hoping her roommate wouldn’t see her in
the low light.

Jessica and her boyfriend began kissing; Lola could hear
them rolling around on the bed. She’d never been in the same room as two people
making love. She wasn’t sure what to do about it. It was impossible to close
her eyes and fall asleep. She felt like there was a rosebud in the middle of
her stomach that began to slowly furl and unfurl itself. Lola felt had felt
this feeling before. What was this feeling called again? Oh yeah, she said in
her head. Lust.

Lola must have fallen asleep, for when she opened her eyes
it was daylight. She had been asleep for almost fifteen hours, exhausted from
all her studying. She rolled over rand grabbed her alarm clock. The red numbers
read 7:15am.

She looked over at her roommate’s bed. Jessica and Eric were
half-naked and draped over each other like human quilts. Lola rolled her eyes.
She rolled out of bed and proceeded to dress as quietly as possible.

She could already tell it was going to be a hot day.
Outside, the sun was scorching through the blinds, probably hot enough to light
the campus on fire. Lola grabbed a pair of soft black shorts and a white tank
top. She liked the way the shorts hugged her butt.

Grabbing her cell phone and ID, Lola headed towards
breakfast. The campus, normally quiet at this hour, was bursting with students.
They were running around nervously, some clutching their textbooks, others
furiously scanning pieces of paper. What did she expect? It was finals week.

Lola was busy as well. With Eric in the bedroom, she felt awkward
going back there to pack up her things. Maybe he would be gone after breakfast.
One could only hope.

It wasn’t that Lola disliked Eric, but she’d always been
awkward around boys. She’d only had two kisses in her entire life, and both
were during truth or dare.

The first happened when she was thirteen; she was playing
spin the bottle in her friend’s basement. Her friend’s parents were upstairs
watching a movie. They had no idea what the kids were doing downstairs.

When it was Lola’s turn to spin the bottle, she did so with
shaky hands. It landed on a boy nicknamed Bones. His hair was shaggy and brown,
and he smiled a crooked smile. Lola remembered kissing him for what felt like
an eternity but in reality it was only a few seconds. The other kids had clapped.

Her second kiss was in high school, with her
quasi-boyfriend. His name was John, and they often held hands and walked each
other to class. Lola barely counted this kiss. John had bent down and clumsily
pecked her, half on her mouth and half off.

When she lost her virginity freshman year of college, it was
just as awkward as her high school kisses. She’d had a few drinks at a frat
party, and decided to sleep with one of the nerdy Bio-Chem kids. She didn’t
remember his name, and he left before she woke up the next morning.
Occasionally they’d walk past each other on campus, but

Lola always averted her eyes.

Sometimes when she was alone she would outline her body with
her hands, wondering what it would feel like to have another man touch her
intimately.
 
She just loved the feel of
having her body touched, and just thinking about being touched by a handsome
man made her wet.

Lola was so lost in thought she didn’t realize she was about
to walk into her professor until it was too late. Professor Anderson yelped in
surprise as her papers went up in the air.

Professor Anderson -
 
Professor Amy Anderson, was gorgeous. She was tall and slender with
shoulder length blond hair.
 
She could
have been a model if it wasn't for her huge DD boobs.
 

“Oh my gosh, I am so sorry!” Lola gushed.

“It’s fine, it wasn’t like I was in a hurry or anything,”
Professor Anderson muttered.

She had always been passive aggressive towards Lola for one
reason or another.
  
Was Anderson
bi?
 
Was there a love interest?
  
Or was it because Lola’s head was in the
clouds. As Lola helped gather up the papers she realized they were exams from a
few days ago. Lola ignored the red marking and circled grades. She thought she
saw her name but Professor Anderson snatched it before she could get a proper
look.

“Um,” Lola said. “How’s the grading going?”

“It’s been a long day to say the least,” Professor Anderson
replied.

She gave Lola a warm smile before continuing on her way to
her office.

“Okay then,” Lola said to herself.

She tugged her shorts out of her crotch and continued on to
breakfast. One of the annoying things about wearing shorts was that they were
always riding up in strange places. Lola didn’t mind too much, as long as it
meant her legs would get to be cool during the especially warm days.

To Lola’s surprise, the cafeteria was mostly empty. She took
a tray and began to load it with fruit and cereal. She didn’t notice Jason
approaching her until it was too late.

“Hi,” he said.

“Oh, hi,” she shuddered. It was going to be a long day.