from Pain to Pleasure (Gainesville Book 1) by Bella Jeanisse

divulge she had been beaten from the age of three by her father.
    She also admitted that Brian hit her often before he had promised to change for the last time. He knew she was deluded in her belief he wouldn’t abuse her any longer. The visits from Diego and Jeff proved that. He didn’t have the heart to say it, though. At least her eyes told him she cared for him in some way. He vowed to show her she could move on from Brian, even if she wasn’t ready to tell Brian to fuck off. That part would be harder than accepting Alex’s feelings for her, and he knew it.
    “You’re going, right?” Marie asked Danielle while she pulled a T-shirt on.
    Danielle softly replied, “Yes.”
    She was nervous about the trip to Knoxville to see Alex play. She didn’t miss a home game, but Diego had told her she couldn’t go. Brian had called the night before, in a good mood. He said she could go, as long as Marie was with her the whole time, Alex was not and she brought her laptop. She agreed. He had no clue Alex was on the football team. She was surprised no one had told him yet. The laptop request confused her, but he wanted her grades to be good.
    “See you tonight.” Alex said to Logan as he left the room for his first class.
    Alex sighed and lay back on his bed. He looked down his body at the erection that strained against his jeans. It had been almost six weeks since he had sex. He didn’t know how much longer he could take it. Would it be so bad to fuck a random girl, to get some relief?
    “Hell yeah it would!” he shouted at himself. Danielle meant too much to him.
    He groaned, and then opened his pants. He took it out, held it up and imagined her on top of him. His hand ran up and down as he almost felt her wrapped around him. He sighed with just a little relief. The female voices next door fueled his desire.
    “Danielle, bring a skirt.” Marie smirked. She tried to push her toward Alex and away from Brian. “There’s gonna be a huge party after the game. You need to look hot as hell.”
    With a shake of her head, Danielle went to close her laptop. The camera was on for some reason. She closed the lid and put it in her bag without a second thought. “I don’t have any skirts.” She didn’t want to explain why she wouldn’t wear them willingly.
    “Fuck,” Alex whispered to himself and went harder. Then he heard her voice through the wall. His breath caught in his throat, and his head went back. “Danielle…” He could see her ride him hard, could feel her hands on his chest. She laughed, and he lost it. “God…”
    He quickly grabbed a dirty T-shirt and spewed all over it. Alex struggled to catch his breath and didn’t move for a few minutes. He always came harder when he fantasized about her. At least when he masturbated to her image several times a day, it eased his insane libido.
    He glanced at his phone, and his eyes widened. “Damn it, I’m late!” He jumped up and closed his pants. After he had grabbed his bag, he left the room then knocked on Danielle’s door.
    She opened it with a smile. “Time to leave?” She ran a hand down his arm, lovingly. It had gotten harder and harder to hide her feelings for him.
    He treasured her touch silently. “We have practice this afternoon up there.” When her other hand touched his forearm, he stepped into the room and hugged her. “I’m so glad you’re going.”
    Danielle held onto him tightly. Her emotions quickly spiraled out of control. The heat between her legs was as strong as the ache in her heart. How does he do this to me? She looked up at him, her eyes glassy.
    He could see the confusion in her expression. Instead of assuring her, he leaned down and kissed her lips. She kissed him back, and his hand instantly moved to her ass. He regretted it, because she pushed him away. There was fear in her eyes, yet she still hung onto him.
    “I’m sorry,” he whispered. “You have no idea what you do to me.”
    She did know. It was exactly what he did