Lexie could hardly breathe, legs shaking, heart racing. She was lost in bliss. His finger was working magic, just like it always did and with every circular movement it made, the buildup to her explosion was nearing.    A breathy moan, one ragged and heavy slipped pass her lips when his finger slid down to her wetness and inside he inserted two digits. His fingers started to create fiction, sliding with slow strokes in and out and against her sensitive walls.   It felt good, the pleasure, the little burn, it made her insides tingle and twitch. It was exotic too, the way he moved them and the way his red lips teased her neck, teeth biting roughly, tongue licking caressingly and lips kissing softly.   She wish she could just stay in this moment forever or perhaps feel such a great pleasure everyday, but it seems wishes never came through because then was when he removed his thick, long fingers, sliding them over her c

With his cheek resting against his palm, Zheme watched as Lexie slept.   She looked like an angel, face as flawless as a blank sheet of paper, lips as red and plump as cherries, lids tightly screwed shut, nose as straight as an arrow. She was beautiful, carved out of diamonds and as rare as a gem.   But though she seemed so...so innocent, she was the devil incarnate. She was evil, maliciously evil and all her evilness was taken out on him.   She even went as far as to fight him in her damn sleep. Her kicks and punches were unrelenting, but what hurt most was the kick that landed in his shin. That was what had awoken him up, and he felt like returning the favor by kicking her off the bed, but the angelic look on her face had stopped him.   Gosh he was whipped, adoration swirling incessantly in his obsidian eyes. He wanted to know what exactly about her he was so drawn to?   But wh

Zheme stepped outside, a small smile whining across his lips as he turned to look at Lexie who stood by the doorway. "I'm leaving, Gimme a kiss."   Lexie huffed, arms folding across her chest. "No."   "Why not?"   "Because...I don't want to kiss you." A lie, that's what she told, but her pride would never allow her to tell him that she craved the touch of his lips and the touch of his hands. "And besides, I haven't yet brushed my teeth."   Zheme frowned, lips forming into a gorgeous pout. "And?"   "And I... I'm going inside."   She pivoted on her feet and that was enough encouragement to have Zheme pulling her back, flush against his chest. "I asked so politely and yet you refused, do you want me to take it by forced?"   Slowly, Lexie shook her head, cheeks growing red. "No, I-I'll kiss you."   Zheme nodded against he

Lexie wiped her cheeks and stood with a shakiness in her stance. "I-I can't " she stuttered out. "Why would a father do that to his child? Why...? Just why...?"   She felt miserable, sick to the stomach, felt like she was buried in a deep pit of repulsion.   She couldn't imagine how Zheme felt...   Abused?   Unloved?   Mistreated?   Or perhaps he felt violated?   After all, his childhood was brutally taken away from him, he didn't get a chance to enjoy his youth like she did, yet she had been nothing but a pest to him. She had perplexed him until even she felt annoyed at herself, but she'd stop now.   For he wasn't a person who deserved to be perplexed, he had dwelled in enough torment already, now he needed to see the light, he needed to know that the life he was taught to live, wasn't a life at all, and Lexie would

Lexie didn't know what to say, if she said yes, then she'd get to go outside, but if she said no, then in this prison cell, she'd be locked in all her life.   With squinted eyes she looked at the ring, it was beautiful, the gold going well with the purple diamond, but pretty or not, an engagement ring marked a commitment between two persons, a commitment that Zheme and her hadn't fulfilled yet.   They weren't in love, they didn't breach that stage yet, but were they getting there?    Lexie was confused, more so when Zheme took her left hand and whined the golden thing on her ring finger. "There, it fits perfectly, now all that's left is for you to promise me that you won't leave my side...ever."   Lexie's eyes darted from the ring to him, indecisiveness swirling in their depths.    Should she?   Or should she not?   She wanted t