Ares was waiting for me outside, and to say I am not excited is the biggest lie. The minute Art class finished; I was the first one to leave the classroom. Mrs Brown was even confused with the joy spread across my face; Ares has a surprise for me. And I could not wait to find out.

"Alex!" I turn my head from the hallway and my eyes match Cathy's, I ignore her and continue to make my way out of school. She runs after me and stops me from walking by standing before me. "Alex, please let's talk..."

"My friends call me Alex; you are not my friend." Her face drops, and a pound of guilt sits on my shoulders. This is not you Ali, you forgive people. She was once your best friend. But she hurt me so much...

"I messed up, I messed up really fucking bad okay. I am jealous of you; I was jealous of you." I was right...

"But why? Have you see yourself?" She sighs.

"Alex, look at you...you're fucking beautiful, every guy in the school has a crush on you...you catch everyone's attention and I felt insecure. I'm the insecure one. And I am so sorry for putting it on you, I am so sorry Alex...if I knew my best friend was on the line...I promise I would have never said anything."

She looks really apologetic; I turn my head to the front door and see Ares staring at me. He nods his head, as if he knew I was asking if I should forgive her. I turn back to her, "you really hurt me. But people make mistakes, I forgive you Cathy but I'm not ready to be friends with you...like how we used to." She nods her head, and I see small tears leave her eyes.

She wipes it away quickly, "I have to go..." She whispers.

I watch her leave and make my way outside, Ares opens his arms for me to fall into. My head presses onto his chest and his arms squeeze my head. I peer up, and he presses his lips onto mine, I smile against them. "So? What's the surprise?"

"Well, get in the car and I'll take you to it." I did not hesitate once before slipping inside the car, I do my seatbelt and Ares begins driving, I look down at my phone to see messages from my aunt.

I couldn't stop the laughter leaving my mouth, hang on? Protection? "Ares, what does this mean?" I show him the message, he looks at it for a second before facing the road again. We were on a motorway.

"I have no clue..." Before turning off my phone, I hummed and responded to her message. Deep down, I wished I could have had Aunt Coraline for a mother. She's so carefree and relaxed, and she lets me try new things.

I look up and lean my head onto his shoulders as I feel a hand slide and rest on my thigh. My mouth is forming a smile. I haven't felt this much peace in a long time. I graze his hands, circling my finger around the butterfly tattoo. "What happened after you broke my canvas?" I ask him, to waste some time.

"Well...I felt bad."

I exit my car, slamming the door shut as I make my way down the hill to the library entrance. After confirming with Joey to see if she was working, I made sure to get her a little something because of the guilt. Her face looked so sad, and annoying. Fucking annoying.

I push the library door open and see her sleeping on the counter, drool dropping down her lips. Her hair in an absolute mess, her arms flung in various places holding pens and her head resting on her sketch book. I leave her be for a minute before slamming my fist onto the bell, she jumps awake.

"I'm awake!" She screams, pushing the hair out of her mouth and wiping the drool with her yellow sleeve. Her eyes lock with mine, and she squints in anger. I drop the bag in front of her, she yelps and look down at it. "What are you doing here and what is this?"

"A gift. And you still don't know how to use your manners." She rolls her eyes and stands up to peer inside a bag, I turn away and make my way back to my car. I hear the bag making weird noises which gives me a notice she's shuffling inside it. I unlock my car, and the moment i open the door...

"Thank you!" I look back and see her standing behind me.

"No problem, Angelos."

"This does not indicate that you will receive the kiss; I deserve this." She points to the canvas and brushes I purchased for her. I lean against my door, arms folded across my chest, examining her from head to toe.

"I don't want to kiss you anymore," her mouth drops before she lifts it back closed.

"A lot of people want to kiss me; you should be lucky I'm even acknowledging you."

"You have a big mouth for a small person."

"I get that a lot." I couldn't help the smile raising the tip of my lips, I slip inside my car and before I drive off. She presses her lips against my cheeks. "Thank you, Ares."

"You just sexually assaulted me." I whisper in shock.

"You loved it." She chuckles, backing away from the car. I did. I did love it.

What touched my heart the most was how he remembered every moment, every interaction we had. I realised why I had fallen in love with him in the first place. "Are you still interested in kissing me?" He comes to a halt at the red lights and lowers his head to look at me. I brush his thick curly hair away from his eyes. He grabs my jaw and kisses my lips.

"I want to do more thank kiss you."

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The blue haze of the day lifted as night fell, revealing the stars. Like pale corn into freshly turned ground, stars filled the sky.

It was the promise of life in the dark, a feeling of warmth emerging from the cold. It was a vastness that brought humility, and an eternal space that brought gratitude for the comforts of home.

The night sky was a welcome sight, appearing as if by magic at each sunset and promising to return as she faded in the first light of dawn. During the day, under blue skies, I'd think of those distant stars and how they'd return after the shadows faded into the darkness.

Ares's surprise was the cutest, he hired a small house on a secluded beach. Meaning we could do anything we wanted with no disruptions, he even bought me clothes that my Auntie picked out for me. And let me tell you something, they were bloody revealing. I am going to kill her.

I exit into the balcony and see Ares by the beach. He slides his shirt over his head, I suck in my bottom lip and bend over the railing of the balcony to keep my stable from falling in love with this man even more. He slides his shorts off, and now he is full naked in the ocean.

Join him.

I turn back into the suitcase and pull out a bikini.

The swimsuit is minimal but ultra-chic and super versatile, it has supportive underwired cups that are padded for amazing cleavage with adjustable shoulders straps for the perfect fit. The high-rise leg and skimpy back brief, makes it look super sexy.

I was nervous as I slipped it over my body before heading out onto the beach. This is my first time in public with my body so exposed. My gaze catches his, and he stares at me as I approach him.

As he gets closer to me, I push my hair behind my shoulders, and he bites his bottom lip. Leaving the ocean.

He towers over me, his wet body rubbing up against my naked one. The cold makes me shiver. And the sensation of our skin. My veins are filled with electricity. His wet hands caress my body.

He smashes his lips onto mine, and I dont take more than a second to wrap my arms around his neck. Tip toeing. He grabs the back of my thighs and pulls me to wrap it around his stomach due to his height. I moan into his mouth, "I want you underneath me so fucking bad." He growls into my ears.

Am I ready?

Yes. I am.

I trust him with my life.

"Have me." I whisper, our eyes link. Those light green eyes were my green light, for I realised in that moment that I loved him.

We travel back to the small house he rented; he closes the door behind him. His lips not leaving mine, he settles me down onto the bed and kneels as he continues to kiss me, my hands slither around his neck.

He slowly grabs the tie from the bikini at the back of my neck and slide it off. The bikini falls down and uncovers my breast to his greedy eyes.

He doesn't even pause before his mouth sucks onto my nipples, and I moan in surprise and pleasure. He sucks on one while kneading the other. Giving them both his undivided attention.

My head drops back, and I'm already soaked between my legs as a result of his pleasurable actions. He kisses my stomach slowly, spreading my legs for him to come between. He pulls the swimsuit down my legs, exposing my entire body to his gaze.

He soaks me in for a second, "you're fucking beautiful." He assures me.

As if he knew I needed it. I felt so naked. I am naked! I felt so exposed to him, and I know he's probably seen my naked body before but for me, this counted as a first time. He rubs onto my clit; I gasp from shock as it awakes me from my thoughts. He rubs down my clitoris and over my labia, he continues to do it until I am leaking wet. "Ares..." I moan, as free as I wanted too now.

He rubs harder yet slower, as if he knew what my body likes.

Oh wait. We've done this before.

Ares looks up and smirks before his mouth takes over his thumb, and I giggle softly. My eyes widen, he immediately begins to pleasuring me, my eyes close, and my head falls onto the bed.

My hands slither up to his head "Ares, Ares! Ahhh..." I clench my legs around his head. I felt obliged to-cum? If that's the correct term. The butterflies circling the ceiling... My legs tremble with pleasure "Ares, Ares! Oh! Yes..." With that look in his eyes, I emptied myself into his mouth. Soft gasps of pleasure are released.

He towers over me; I sit up and poke my fingers over the underwear band before slowly sliding it down his legs to release his caged member. He kisses me, kisses me deep enough for me to suck onto his tongue. His tongue dances with mine. "Is it going to hurt?" I whisper.

"I'll go gently for you, and if it hurts too much, tell me to stop, and I promise I'll stop." I nod, and he grabs his trousers from the floor, slipping out his wallet, which contains a condom. He brings it to my mouth, I bite down on the wrapper tip, and he rips it open with my teeth.

He throws the ripped bit to the ground before rolling the condom over his thick and beating member, which appeared larger today. I separate my legs and adjust his body to mould with mine, I grab onto his huge shoulders as I feel the tip of his dick at the entrance of me. He looks at me, "ready?"

I nod my head.

He slowly pushes himself inside, we both gasp at the same time. I pat onto his shoulders, "stop there..." I whisper. Just like he promised, he stopped. I breathe in and he forces me to look him into his eyes.

"Tell me when you're ready."

"I'm ready." He pushes himself deeper inside, and when I look down, he's only halfway in. He is aware of my limitations and understands that this is sufficient for the time being. He pulls back and gradually pushes inside of me. He continues to thrust inside of me as I moan. He added an inch of himself inside with each thrust.

I dig my nails into his bag, and his face falls into my shoulders as he thrusts into me hard but slow. I felt pleasure electrocute my skin, his arms wrap around my back, and our skin brushes against each other in a gentle pull.

"Ares!" I moan loudly. I can feel his hand in my hair, how much he appears to enjoy the softness, watching it tumble as he lets it go.

His hand then slides down my cheekbones to my lips. That's when we start kissing and moving like partners in a dance that's written in our DNA.

Our bodies fit together as if we were designed to fall into each other and feel this natural rhythm, my back arches in anticipation, knowing where his fingers will soon be. As he does, my head rocks back against the pillow, moans escape my lips.

This felt like ecstasy.

This felt amazing.

This is euphoria.

This is perfect.

Our sweaty bodies brushing against each other's, I feel my pelvis tense and I tighten myself around his dick. His nostrils flare, he grabs the headboard as my fingernails drag down his back. Every pretence crumble when the door is shut.

The mask we put on for the rest of the world crumbles, and all we want is to mess with each other's heads. Every kiss has a raw intensity - breathing quickens, heartbeats quicken.

The silky sheets of the bed clashing.

"I-I-Ahhh...! Ares!" He kisses me as I scream and release all over him. Taking in my moans, his hands travel down and rest on my butterfly tattoo, which he did. I look down and see the butterfly tattoo on his hand on top of my butterfly tattoo. Heavy breathing surrounds the room. He falls besides me, throwing the condom onto the floor.

"Fuck, I missed your body." He whispers, I chuckle and turn onto my side. He pulls me against him and kisses my lips.

"I love you." I speak.

"I love you," he pushes a hair behind my ear.

Light.

Happiness.

Love.

I don't want to think about the opposite right now.

I just want to sleep in this perfect moment.