Alexander James Arlington
I do a double take as I sit on one of the couches, crammed between a few other guys, both with a girl on their lap, me with two. Across the room, I see Dean, one of my fraternity brothers with a very fucking familiar face smiling up at him. It was a pajama party, and across the room , the face I'd never thought I'd ever see again is three years older now, and the curves of her body have come in. Quite fucking well too.
Everleigh Nova Lovelyn. My very temporary step sister. She'd been sixseventeen teen last I'd seen her, and I'd just turned nineteen when her mother split from my father with half his money. I suppose I should go back a bit further than that.
Her mother sunk her gold digging claws into my father and they married within weeks of knowing one another. At the time, I hadn't know what a fucking bitch her mother was. Neither had my father. At the time I also didnt know how fucking stupid it was of my father not to make her sign of a fucking prenup. At the time I didn't care too much at all about anything other than my pretty new step sister. I was seventeen, with a hot fifteen year old step sister. Life was fucking good. Till it wasnt, till her cunt of a mother took half in the divorce when she left my father two years later, taking her daughter with her. I was angry. Not about the fucking money, but about the lies those pretty lips of Everleigh's had sold me many times.
Only months after living under the same roof, and we'd sneak into each other rooms at night, making out till our lips hurt. Keeping our little secret under wraps the entire two years our parents were together. I let myself fall in love with my own fucking step sister. Taking every touch and kiss she gave and imagining a life with her, knowing I'd have found away around our parents being married, just to fucking be with her.
But she never spoke to me again. One day their shit was packed and they were gone and my father was served divorce papers. Everleigh's cell phone number was either changed or had blocked mine. I didn't see her, or speak to her again. She'd told me she loved me, kissed me real fucking sweet every night with my hands upon her body, touching her through our clothes, dry humping one another like fucking animals. Then, she was fucking gone.
A bitch. Just like her fucking mother.
I watch her now, her hips wider, her tits fuller, her ass a fucking peach just like before except sweeter and plumper. My hand tightens around the beer bottle in my hand as I replay every fucking stolen night in one of our bedrooms with my hands on that fucking ass as she kissed me with tongue and moaned into my fucking mouth while grinding against me. She looked so fucking good, and it only pissed me off even more. Made me hate her even more. Of course shes a fucking knockout, of course she's the hottest fucking woman here.
I watch Dean grab a handful of her panty covered ass. It was a pajama party, and of course the little soul sucker was one of the many females that chose lingerie. Of course she fucking would. That's what whores do. That's what her mother probably trained her for. To be a whore, just like her. I snarl, watching her kiss Dean as she gets both sides of that fucking ass grabbed by his hands, and he pulls her against him in nothing but a pair of grey sleep pants. I bet she was smiling with dollar signs in his fucking eyes. Dean was only the second richest guy in our college, after me. Even after her mother drained my father for half, we still managed to be wealthy. I bet they blew the fucking fortune they made out with and now she was working her cunt for some rich dick, just like her mother.
She giggles and nips his lips and lifts her arm up around his neck , pressing her red lace covered tits into his chest , and her tongue licks over his lips and then smears her red lipstick all over his mouth as they make out against the wall. Dean's hands squeezing and pulling on her hot ass.
I stand up letting the girls in my lap fall to the side as they squeal and whine and try to pull me back down.
"Where are you going baby?" the blonde one whines, I dont know her name, I dont know either of their names, nor do I care.
I walk through the crowded room and right up behind her, she's full on grinding against him.
"Careful with this one. She'll take you for half." I say. I see her head stop, and I see Dean's glossy drunk eyes look around her at me.
"Huh?" he says, clearly hypnotized by the fucking bitchs hot little mouth. Yeah, she could fucking kiss, that was for sure. I know, because I was the one she practiced on for two god damn years.
She hesitates, as I stare at the back of her fucking head. She knows who's behind her, she knows my voice, cause she'd listened to it promise her fucking everything every fucking night while she rubbed her warm fucking cunt against my raging dick through our clothes.
She turns her head, her lipstick stains her mouth, her eyes landing on my chest and then flicking up, her eyes widening slightly.
"Hello Nova." I say and she sucks in a breath. She looks terrified. Good. She fucking should be.
"huh?" Dean says again. "this is Everleigh." he says, drunk and confused.
"I know who the fuck she is." I say angrily, all my anger for her, not for him. How could he know what a little manipulative , life ruining bitch she was?
"Alexander" she says, her voice making my dick twitch. Because of course it fucking still had that power. I wanted to strangle her, grab her pretty little neck and throttle her for destroying me.
"How do you know my boy AJ?" Dean asks drunkenly.
"Oh, we go way back" I say. "Don't we Nova?" I ask, glaring into her pretty fucking eyes. God, I hated her. I hated how fucking gorgeous she was.
"you and me....we need to have a talk." I tell her and she swallows, my eyes going to her lips, slightly puffy from making out. My jaw clenching , hating that those lips have ever been tasted by anyone but me. How many guys have kissed her in the past three years?
"can it wait man? kinda busy here" Dean laughs and I grab her arm.
"No. It really fucking can't." I say and look at Dean.
"find another girl." I snarl.
"This one belongs to me." I growl down at her, her eyes blinking, her chest rising and falling. She's real fucking good, looking at me with more than just fear, looking at me like she used to, along with apology in her fucking pretty little eyes. Yeah, not going to work.
"Cmon man" Dean says and I look to the couch. The two girls watching and still waiting.
"Theres two over there, you're welcome." I say and grab Everleigh's arm tighter and yank her along and she stumbles over her feet, her stockings making her feet slip on the hardwood in the spots that arent fucking sticky with spilled beer.
"Alexander." she pleads.
Nova. I always called her Nova, by her middle name. Because I thought it had been so fucking fitting. A bright fucking star. Stunning and illuminating my fucking life as we made secret promises to one another in soft whispers at night. But no, then I realized she truly was a fucking Nova. Only bright for so long, till it faded back out, till all those promises were snuffed from my life and left me in a world darker that it had been before she broke into it. A fucking Nova, so fucking far and unreachable, ripping herself away and back into oblivion where I'd never see or hear from her again. Until now.
"Ow shit, you're hurting me" She winces as I push open a door to the game room, several bodies standing around and sitting around.
"Get the fuck out!" I yell, a few of my brothers, along with pledges and faces I dont know look at me, some scattering immediately.
"Alexander, you're hurting me" Everleigh says in that soft little voice, whining at me.
I pull her harder through the room.
"I said get the fuck out!" I yell again, the rest of the room scattering. My brothers looking with questions but not dumb enough to ask them right now as they leave and close the door behind them.
"Alexan-"
"Shut the fuck up." I yell at her and then yank her to turn her and push her against the door and press myself against her, pushing her head to the door, her sweet little fucking face squished to the door.
"What the FUCK are you doing here?" I snarl
"i..i..i was invited" she says.
"i...d-didnt know you'd b-be here" she says, only pissing me off more.
"right. because who returns to the scene of a crime?" I growl.
"what?" she trembles. "Alexander I-"
"You're a fucking bitch, just like your mother" I growl.
"What she did to my father.....what you did to me." I grab her soft fucking hair , fisting it as I pull it hard and she cries out, and I see the tears in her eyes.
"you're hurting me" she cries.
"Good. It's time for some payback." I snarl against her hair. God, she smells so fucking good.
I inhale her deeply, she smells like sugar. Vanilla and cream. Like a pretty little fucking cupcake. Same scent as always.
"I dont...know what you think I did, i didnt do anything" she cries.
"Bullshit. That's fucking bullshit baby" I snarl and grab her panties and pull. She screams as the fabric rips.
"Don't" she cries.
"please, don't" she says as I let the ripped panties fall down her one leg to the floor.
"You're gonna give me what I want. What you fucking promised me." I snarl at her. I wasnt this kind of guy. But I was fucking possesed by the revenge I promised myself if I ever got my hands on her again.
"I didnt do anything" she cries. "I didnt know what was going to happen! i didnt do anything!" she cries. Her sobbing making me pause, she's shaking.
"I dont believe you." I say as I fist her hair and push her head harder to the door as I flick the clasps of her bra with my finger and let it come undone.
"please, please stop, don't do this, please" she cries and I press my nose her hair above her ear, and breathe against her ear.
"give me one good reason why I shouldnt fuck you Nova, one real good fucking reason" I groan, as I push down the front of my boxers, my cock already hard.
"I never broke my promise" she says through her tears.
We made plenty of promises to each other. But somehow I know exactly which one she's referring to.
"You're lying." I snarl against her ear.
She shakes her head. "I've never lied to you...n-not once" she stutters.
"please...i dont want it to happen like this....please....listen to me...i promise...i've kept every promise to you..."she cries.
"you left me" I growl.
"i had to" she cries.
"you d-dont know what happened..." she says and I release her hair.
"tell me then...what don't I fucking know Nova?" I ask.
"everything." she says. "everything Alexander"