Chapter 3: Ties are Really Just Titles

Alexia's POV.✿

Now

My eyes lay on the straight path they led to my gate, my mind preoccupied with thoughts about him that I had almost forgotten that I was here, with Aaron, in his car.

“I had the best time today Alexia” a hoarse voice rang out, pulling me out of my solitude, turning my head sharply I notice the pair of light green eyes that bored into me, the car seemed to have come to a halt and he was leaning in for a kiss.

“Not here, people could be watching us,” I protest watching his eyes go from egate to what seemed like disappointment.

'yeah, you have a point. I should be going now,” he adds, returning his attention back to the steering wheel.

Without sparing him another glance, I push open the door and jump out, the earthy smell of grass and rain, invading my nostrils almost immediately.

The smell was so different in contrast to the minty leather scent of car.

But I loved it, I loved the rain… and I loved grasses— perfect combo in my books.

“alexia,” he called me out once again from my thoughts, earning an inward grumble from me before I turned in his direction.

Pulling the collar of his light brown shirt, a color that seemed to compliment his beautiful eyes, “I really um I really do hope you enjoyed today as much as I did,” he stuttered, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

Was he really that nervous?

“I had fun Aaron,” I assured, not wanting to add to his anxiety, “I did have fun.”

“Maybe we can do this some other time?”

“Um yeah,” I nod, my voice coming out in a wimp “I have got to go now,” I add, growing impatient from standing right outside.

I had slowly come to terms with the fact that I may never find a mate, well not after what happened. The havens must have refuted me from having one.

“Alright,” he smiled, fumbling with his keys.

Watching in silence as he roared his engine back to life, his hands steady on the wheel as he reversed his 2017 Dodge Challenger, sticking out a hand to me as he waved animatedly at me, before finally, driving away.

“Phew, that is enough social interaction for the day,” I murmured, my chest feeling like a stone has been lifted from it, as I straightened my back and drag my legs towards the 8 foot tall red gate that seemed to always want me trapped behind it.

Landing fee knocks on the gate, finally, I hear echoes of footsteps approaching the gate,

“Welcome, your highness,” An involuntary sigh escapes my lips as I lock eyes with the black haired man… not the best of encounters but it was certainly best than seeing him, at least not at this time.

Walking past him and into the main villa, the entire place seemed empty with Denzel's car out of sight.

He seemed to be out going since his return from college.

A part of me could not help but feel like he was purposely distancing himself from me, but then again, it would give me the room I needed to sort things out. My feelings and thoughts were going haywire and even I couldn't place a finger on what was going on.

“He is probably out with work duties,” I muse, walking round towards the back, where the swimming pool was situated.

Slipping out of my slik dress, I stood right in front of the pool wiith nothing on except my bra and panties.

“Playing around a little bit would not hurt, would it now?” I smirked before dipping one leg into the pool, testing the temperature, before the second leg and launching myself into the pool, letting the water cover me entirely.

Seeing him this morning in his Navy green tuxedo made me wonder how someone was created to that hot it seemed almost illegal.

The tattoo on Denzel's hand was another thing keeping me up, everyone could see it was a flower but where does the drawing ends.

When he showed up through the door with it, I could not control the different emotions that surged through me, I wanted to scold him .... I wanted to question him and remind him that he was under my custody.

But then again,

I had imagined different scenarios with him, and now I could not stop myself from imagining him again.

My core soamsed at the mere thought of his dirty bondd hair that deemed to always have few strands falling across his face…

My mind drifted back to the night when I lay in bed surrounded by night but nothing about him.

He was doing things to me— to my brain

I carefully unhooked my bra, throwing it on the platform before reaching for my panties, running my hands over the sides of my body before taking them off.

Cupping my breasts and imagining it was him doing it to me, I felt the rush of heat go down to my core as my ckit throbbed in approval.

My eyes scanned the entire place one last time— it was just me here, in the pool, naked and aroused by thoughts of my step father.

It should be wrong, I should horrible buh instead I can only feel my urge increase as I reach for my clit, and Begin stroking it in circular motions, my eyes shut tight as I imagined Denzel doing it to me

Using my free hand, I squeeze my nipples aggressively, giving Denzel's built shoulder, I know he would be nothing like gentle. Despite how perverted it might seem, I have always wondered what it would be like to watch him have sex with someone else.

“Fuck,”the words escaped my lips as I struggled to silence my moans.

Unable to suppress it anymore I swim towards the edge of the pool, placing my hand there to keep my steady before I sliding one of my fingers into my vagina.

I imagine him against my ears whispering dirty things to me, claiming me as his. My juices pour into the pool at the thought and I slide yet another finger in and begin moving them slowly

“denzel,” I moan as though he was there to physically see what the thoughts if him was doing to me.

I thrust harder and faster with my fingers, as I inch closer to my orgasm, just as I was about reaching ny peak, I noticed the back door move.

“Shit!” I cursed under my breath burying myself beneath the water and watching for whoever it was.

The 6’7 boy god stepped out of the sliding doors, his eyes scanning the entire place as though in search of something.

“What the hell is he doing here and why is his car out?”

My arousal drops as I struggle to stay buried underneath the water, hopefully he looks around goes away.

“alexia,” my name's rolls off his tongue, sending chills down my spine. “I know you are out here,” He adds causing my heart to pound rapidly against my chest.

“Ermm I'm outside here,” I whimper still tucked under the water.

“Great, come here there's something I need us to discuss”

“I'm afraid I can't,”

“Why is that?”

“I'm…I'm skinny-dipping,”