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Marisol’s nerves were glaringly obvious as she seemed to rush things. She was desperate to see what she’d been missing out on, but there was no need to move so quickly. She was grateful when Blake suggested that he help her relax, whatever that meant. Did he want to touch her, too? “If you want to.” She whispered, looking into his dark eyes as he cupped her chin. Marisol leaned in to give him a gentle kiss. It was not her first kiss, but she was still nervous. She kept thinking about getting down on her knees and pulling his pants down to reveal...all of him. Putting him in her mouth, trying to give him pleasure. Imagining all of it sent warmth between her thighs. She sighed as she broke the kiss, her hand pressing against his chest. “No one has ever touched me there.” She was scared she wouldn’t like it...or that she’d like it too much, and become a slut. Marisol swallowed hard. “I want you to.” She confessed. She heard her mother’s voice in her head telling her to keep her legs closed when she wore a dress. She did the opposite, spreading her thighs and hiking her dress up. She was only showing Blake her panties, but she could already feel the arousal pooling between her thighs. Her imagination was definitely going wild now, as she was imagining things she’d spent years denying that she wanted. Now she could have anything she wanted with this gorgeous man. “Please.” Marisol begged, placing her hand on her stomach. @whitedoveapts

                HE DIDN’T intend to listen in on the conversation between his mother & sister. he’d just gotten home after hanging with friends all day, and he thought he’d say hey to the two of them before grabbing some dinner from the kitchen. justin had heard his mom ask grace about the pills, and he stayed silent, wondering if she’d say anything about what had happened. if she had any inkling of all the ways he’d been defiling her in the past few weeks. the last thing he expected was to find out she hadn’t even been taking the pills. grace hadn’t even been asleep. she’d been letting her brother fuck her for weeks. justin stood there, shocked and also kind of aroused by the thought, his thighs squeezing together as he realized he’d made his sister cum almost every night for the past several weeks, and she’d been aware of all of it. he’d been feeling guilty about what he’d done, but now he knew he didn’t have to. she’d wanted this just as much as he did. lingering in the doorway he finally cleared his throat, locking eyes with grace. “hi, guys. any food left for me?” jus smiled, making sure grace knew he’d heard. maybe tonight would be the first night they could be honest about their attraction to each other. maybe tonight would be the first night that grace could make him cum, too.

as he enters the home, all matthew feels is numb. it’s hard to believe, he should be freaking out right now- but he’s eerily...not even calm. just nothing. his face is blank as can be & jessie immediately recognizes that something’s happened. he doesn’t know what to say. how can he tell her what he’s done? he did it for her, but doing it might mean losing her anyway. “she set the papers on fire.” matt says after a moment. “she said she’d never, ever sign them. that my skanky bitch was going to give birth to monsters, and...and...” his hands are shaking as he recalls what she said. he wonders if jessie will notice the blood on them. “jessie, i snapped.” his eyes find hers silently. “the papers won’t matter anymore, because i’m a widower now.” there’s a hint of a smile on his face as he says it. “i didn’t realize what i was doing until it was too late. i..blacked out. she’s gone, baby, and she isn’t stopping us anymore.”

arias as in sam arias not aria montgomery btw