Untitled 1st Book, Anonymous Writer [classic english novels .TXT] 📗

India sat on her side of the bed flipping through a copy of a Latest Scoop magazine. Her head rested on the pillow that was up against the headboard. ‘I can’t believe Chris Brown is dating another one of these sluts’ she said disgustedly to herself, ‘why doesn’t he just go back to Rihanna?’. She was asking a rhetorical question and Aaron knew that, but of course he felt like he had to give his two cents. ‘May she don’t want his whack ass…not everyone is obsessed with him like you are, India.’ Aaron glanced away from the TV quick enough to see India shoot him the dirtiest look he had ever seen. ‘I’m not obsessed with him, thank you very much’ she said, ‘this is what you call love, sweetie’. Her tone oozing sass, India just rolled her eyes and went back to flipping through her magazine. Aaron just looked at her, knowing where this was headed before it even got there. ‘Babe, if you are in love with him then what are you doing with me?’ ‘This’, she said gesturing back and forth between herself and Aaron, ‘is just until he gets tired of all them hoes he be playing with’. India giggled to herself as Aaron playfully grabbed her leg and pulled it from it’s resting position, ‘Hold up! First off, did you just size me up? Second, didn’t you just say he should go back with Rihanna? So then how did you get in the picture?’ India just readjusted her leg and continued to read her magazine. She had heard Aaron loud and clear but she knew that the second she opened her mouth she wouldn’t be able to keep from laughing. Of course she ADORED! Chris Brown, but her love for Aaron was incomparable.  That didn’t mean she couldn’t tease him every now and then. Aaron always got so mad because he was the exact opposite of Chris…dark chocolate skin, tall, athletic build, not a creative bone in his sexy ass body – except when it came to cooking, that boy could throw down in the kitchen. India could tell that he was getting jealous, although she didn’t know why. She probably would never even meet Chris Brown in real life. ‘Could you hush, I’m tryna read’ India snapped at him. ‘Girl, you better watch your mouth…’ ‘Or what!?’ she snapped again. ‘Alrite, Ima do you like Chris did Rihanna’. Before he could even duck, India had already thrown her magazine at his face. ‘Ha! That’s what you get for being a smart ass all the time’ she said to him. ‘Fuck, that’s why this is going in the trash’ retorted Aaron. ‘It’s cool, I finished looking at it. I’m going to bed now’ said India as she turned to reach the lamp on her bedside table. She then lied down facing away from Aaron. ‘Nah nah nah. You can’t just start shit and not stay up to finish it. Getcho ass up’ Aaron said as he wrapped his arm around her torso and yanked her across the bed to him. Rolling his body onto her, Aaron reached down to bite her shoulder. ‘Owwww, stop Aaron! Fuck, you play too much’ screamed India. ‘You wasn’t saying all that a minute ago’, he said as he started biting closer to her neck. ‘Didn’t I tell you I was gonna do you like Chris did Rihanna? Now turn around so I can slap you’ laughed Aaron. ‘That’s not fucking funny, now let me go’ India said while trying to twist out of Aaron’s hold. A second later she stopped trying to fight against him; instead she turned her body around in his arms so that they were chest to chest. They lied there staring into each other’s eyes for a few seconds before India started to lean in. Right before getting to Aaron’s lips she reached up toward his ear and whispered seductively, ‘If you don’t let me go I’m going to kick you in the balls.’ ‘If I hold you tighter you won’t even be able to move’ responded Aaron. He started to tighten his grip on her. He was now holding her so tightly that she could no doubt feel his erection poking her hardly in the stomach. “Ow, Aaron, stop. You’re hurting my back, for real.’ ‘Fine’ Aaron said as he let her go. ‘Fuck, I told you yesterday that I hurt my back. Now you just made it worse’ screamed India at a laughing Aaron. ‘I think I need some ICY HOT…’ ‘You for real, for real hurting?’ asked Aaron. ‘Yes babe, gosh. You play too much’. ‘Alrite fine, let me massage it for you’ said Aaron. ‘No! Don’t touch me. You’re the reason that it’s hurting like this. Just don’t touch me.’ she said to him. ‘Girl, bring yo ass over here and let me help you.’ Aaron said as he gently pulled her toward him. India allowed herself to be grabbed and turned onto her stomach. ‘Let me go get the peppermint oil…that may help with the muscle pain’ he said as he got off the bed and walked toward their bathroom. Less than ten seconds later Aaron was crawling back on the bed towards India. “Lift your shirt up babe, I have the oil’. India wordlessly pulled her shirt up toward her shoulders then lied back onto her stomach. Aaron kneeled next to her then positioned himself so that he was sitting on her butt and thighs. He carefully dropped some oil onto her back without spilling any on the sheets beneath them. As he rubbed his oiled hands up her back he felt her tense below him, ‘Sorry…how much does it hurt?’ ‘A lot’ sighed India, ‘and I’m sorry too, I shouldn’t have thrown that at you – even though you always talking reckless.’ Now they were both laughing softly. Aaron had to unhook India’s bra and move the straps out of the way so that the oil wouldn’t stain it. He continued to work the peppermint oil in, kneading the muscles in her back. He started to slide up so that he could reach the tops of her shoulders. His dick was now fully resting on her butt, and was still fully erect. ‘How does this feel, babe?’ India could only let out ‘Mmhmm…’ Aaron knew what that meant, he was forgiven and all was forgotten, at least for right now. He continued to work her full back, making sure to slide up and down her ass to give her the full effect of his massage. ‘Mmm, what’re you doing Aaron?’ India questioned. He rocked up and down one last time before leaning his chest down, flush against her back, and whispered into her ear ‘Shhhh…’As he lifted back up he grinded his hips into her ass and continued to rub her back. The deeper he rubbed her muscles the deeper he grinded her. At this point he rose up on his knees and dragged his hands down passed her ass and stop on her thighs. When he got to her thighs…

Publication Date: 09-22-2017

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Dedication:
As much as India wished that it was, life just isn't a fairytale. There always seemed to be just a little more shit in her coffee than anyone else. But even through all the bad in her life, she could always count on the love of her life Aaron....until one day, she can't. Come along on the journey of India and Aaron. Witness the ups and downs of their relationship, feel the passion of every emotion and be the first to know if broken love can ever truly be mended.