Saving Stella (8 page)

Fixing my gaze on the girls I was
amazed at how different they were, even though they are identical twins. Sloan
had her short pixie hair that she was forever changing the colour of, and all
her piercings and tattoos. It’s just who Sloan was. Even her clothes and
make-up screamed ‘don’t screw with me’. She had the ‘I don’t give a fuck’
attitude and she wore it like a second skin.

But Stella, Stella was a whole
different ball game. With her silky smooth long black hair, lightly tanned
skin, and minimal make-up she was just pure. She was so timid, but now that I
knew about her past I understood why she was like this. I wanted to help her.
Sloan had told me Stella used to have ‘Spunk’. I wanted to meet that girl.

I closed my eyes contented with
the knowledge that my presence here was bringing her peace.

Sloan

It was 9am and I was standing on
Bray’s front porch with two cup of coffee id picked up on my way over. I had a
feeling he’d want to talk about last night. I hoped Stella had told him our
secret.

My foot started tapping, what the
hell was taking him so long to answer the door? I pulled my phone out of my
pocked to call him. Waiting… waiting… waiting… and finally he answers!

“What!”

“Geez its 9am Bray, get your ass
out of bed and let me inside.”

“I’m not at home Sloan.”

“Where are you? I brought
coffee.”

“I’m still at Stella’s.”

What did he just say? No freaking
way! Stella still held her V-Card after what that asshole had done to her she
was too scared of men to go near them again. There’s no way she would have put
out already.

“You don’t have to tell me where
you are Bray, but you don’t need to lie to me about being at Stella’s.”

“I’m not lying; she was scared to
be alone last night. She asked me to stay, so I did.”

“She told you, didn’t she? She
told you what happened to her when we were eighteen.”

“Yea, she did. I’m not going to
lie Sloan, it freaked me the fuck out. I was seeing red the whole time she
spoke. But then she told me that he’s dead. You did that, didn’t you Sloan?”

I didn’t have any secrets, apart
from this one. I’d been friends with Bray for almost six years, he was a good
guy, and I knew I could trust him with this.

“I’m not going to talk about it
okay, all I will say is I took care of it, I did what needed to be done and I
don’t regret it.”

I heard him let out a deep breath
on the other end of the line.

“Thank you.”

That’s not what I was expecting
to hear.

“Why are you thanking me?”

“Because if you hadn’t taken care
of it; I would have. I think I’m falling in love with your sister and the
thought of that fucker still being out there, I wouldn’t have been able to deal
with it. I would have hunted him down and gone all Texas Chainsaw Massacre on
his ass and ended up in jail for a real long time. So, thank you.”

I had to stop myself from doing
my happy dance on Bray’s porch for the whole street to see. He was falling in
love with Stella. I couldn’t be happier. I wasn’t worried about the Texas
Chainsaw Massacre thing because there was no need for him to go there, so it
was a non-issue for me.

“I didn’t do it for anyone but
Stella. You don’t need to thank me. I’d do it again in a heartbeat. Remember
that Bray, don’t fuck this up. Hurt her, and your ass is mine. Understand?”

“I’d never hurt her, not
intentionally. But Sloan, I haven’t done this before, relationships and me, we
don’t mix. I’m willing to try for Stella though. I’ll do anything for that
girl.”

“I know you will. You wouldn’t
want to have your ass kicked by a girl.”

“Aw shit, I gota go Sloan.”

With that the line went dead. I
didn’t care. I’d heard all I needed to. My baby sister was going to be ok.

Brayden

I hung up on Sloan and turned
around slowly to see a stunned looking Stella standing in her bedroom doorway.
Id slipped out from under her when my phone started vibrating in my pocket as
stealthily as I could. Obviously I was not stealthy enough, because Stella was
watching me with glassy eyes. I was pretty sure she had heard our whole
conversation.

“You okay baby?”

Silence, but she tilted her head
to the side.

I began moving towards her
slowly. When I was close enough I reached out to run my hand across her jaw. I
hadn’t taken my eyes off hers until now, and hot damn.

“Stella, baby, talk to me.”

“You; you; your falling in love
with me?”

She had heard our conversation. I
was glad that’s the part she focused on, not the part about me going psycho and
murdering the guy who attacked her.

“Yea, I think I am. Is that
okay?”

The tears that were gathering in
her eyes spilled over, she threw her arms around my neck and her little body
crashed into mine. And it felt good, real damn good. I squeezed her tight and
lifted her off the ground.

“I think I already have.”

I gently placed her on her feet,
letting her body slide down the length of mine. I grew hard at the intimate
contact.

“You already have what Stella?”

“Fallen in love with you.”

She was nibbling on her bottom
lip, damn if I didn’t want to be doing that right now, and looking at her feet.
The hugest smile spread across my face. I had known she must have had strong
feelings for me, for her to open up and trust me with her story. But love? I
was one lucky bastard. I honestly don’t think I’d ever been happier.

She was still looking down at her
feet. I brought one of my arms around and lifted her chin. She was nervous. Her
green eyes were filled with shadows.

“What are you thinking Stella?”

“Well, I umm, I wasn’t planning
on saying that. Now I feel a bit awkward, and I don’t know where to go from
here. I wasn’t even sure that’s how I felt until I said it. You’re too good to
be true, I’m worried I’m going to wake up and this will all be a sick twisted
dream of a life I wish I could have.”

“I’m not going anywhere Stella,
ever. I'll never be further than a phone call away. You call and I’ll come
running. Feel me now, feel the heat between our bodies. That’s real Stella. I
was trying to convince myself of the same thing last night. But now I know I’ve
never felt anything so real in my life. As for where we go from here, we go
wherever you want baby. Fast, slow, I don’t care as long as it’s together.”

I watched as the shadows cleared
from her eyes just like rain clouds after a storm. Her beautiful eyes were greener
today. Shining like emeralds.

“Can I kiss you Stella?”

I wanted to take her to bed and
show her just how real we were together, but I didn’t think she was ready for
that yet. Not after everything she’s been through. I was prepared to take it as
slow as I had to. She was worth it. No doubt in my mind.

After a minute of hesitation, she
nodded. Her shiny dark hair fell across her face. Anticipation like I’d never
known filled me. I reached up to cup her face, running my fingers into her
silky locks I tilted her face up to meet mine. As my lips grew closer to hers I
felt sparks of electricity jumping between us.

As soon as my lips made contact I
had to reign myself in. I wanted to devour her. She was so incredibly sweet. I
swiped my tongue across her bottom lip, begging for entrance, I could have cried
for joy when she opened up for me. My tongue slipped into her warm mouth, massaging
hers in a slow torturous rhythm.

My tongue rode hers the way I
wanted to be riding her. My cock was so hard; the zipper of my jeans was making
its mark. Unknowingly id backed her up against the wall. She was panting, I
slid my hands down to her curves and grabbed her ass, and she let out moan that
nearly had me cuming in my pants.

I squeezed her ass harder, before
moving my hands to her thighs and lifting her. She wrapped her legs around my
waist. I nestled the hard ridge in my pants against her and started moving. I
couldn’t help it, she felt so good.

She was pulling at my hair and
arching her back, bringing her warmth closer to my cock. I had to stop, I had
to. Stella wasn’t ready for this yet. Telling myself I had to stop and actually
stopping were two very different things.

I forced my lips to leave hers,
groaning at the loss, she startled me when she began licking and sucking at my
neck. My cock was now painfully erect. I don’t think I’d ever been this hard.

Fuck this!

I pulled her body away from the
wall and walked her back into the bedroom laying her on the bed I took a step
back to calm myself. Running my hands through my hair just staring at her, I
probably looked like a crazed stalker. But she was just so God damn beautiful.
Watching her as she lay there panting, I knew this girl would bring me to my
knees.

Then she went and tilted her head
to the side, I was done for.

“What’s wrong Brayden? Did I do
something wrong?”

“Oh God no, baby.”

I was on her in an instant.

“I was just trying to slow my
roll, you know. I don’t want you to feel pressured or anything. We’ll do this
at your pace. You lead, and I’ll follow.”

Her tiny hands were running up
and down my back. She reached for the hem of my shirt and started to pull it up
my body. I could feel her finger tips caressing my skin and my senses burst to
life. I helped her pull my shirt right off and threw it on the floor.

Her hot little gaze travelled slowly
down my torso. She liked what she saw. (I hadn’t met a woman who didn’t.) I
never gave a shit what they thought though, but Stella, the way she was eating
me up with her eyes set my skin on fire.

I dropped my head, finding her
lips again, I devoured her. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and I let
out an involuntary moan. My hips were moving of their own accord. I wanted her
so badly I was in physical pain. My lips travelled the line of her jaw, down
her throat, back up to nibble on her ear.

I was losing control of myself.
Losing myself to Stella.

Stella

My body was filled with heat. I
could feel moisture pooling below. I’d never taken things this far when I was
younger, this was my limit. But I’d never, not once been this turned on. My
hips were undulating, grinding my pelvis against his. I wanted him inside me so
badly.

My body wasn’t my own. It was
Brayden’s now. He bit down on my ear then laved the small hurt with his tongue,
sucking my lobe into his mouth. I couldn’t help but wish his mouth was further
south doing that very same thing.

No man had ever had that part of
me. But I wanted to give it to Brayden.

“Brayden, please...”

My voice was strange to my own
ears, breathy. I was panting.

“What do you need baby? Just tell
me, I’ll give you whatever you want Stella. Just say the words.”

Say the words! Out loud. I
couldn’t do that. But my body was begging my mind to cave, to give into my
desires.

“I, I ugh, I can’t. Just please
Brayden, make me feel good.”

“I won’t take it all today
Stella, but I have to taste more of you.”

His words sent a bolt of
lightning straight to my core. It was pulsing with need. I was drenched; I
could feel it in my panties. I couldn’t stay still as his heavy body lifted
slightly from mine. He rained kisses down my neck, my collar bone then he came
to my neglected breasts. My back arched pushing my boobs into his face.

His mouth dropped to my taunt
nipple that was trying to escape the confines of my bra and top. He bit down
and my back lifted further off the bed. His hands were sliding my top up my
stomach slowly, too slowly. I needed more, now. I let go of him and grabbed my
top ripping it off, throwing it somewhere, I didn’t care where.

His eyes widened in shock. I
liked that I could do that to him. He licked his lips while he stared at my
lace covered boobs. Pulling the soft cups down with his fingers his eyes
widened even further when he saw that I had my nipples pierced. They had
delicate little green gems in the bars.

“Fuck me.”

His words came out in a moan as
his mouth closed over my right nipple. His hands were making quick work of the
yoga pants I had worn to bed. Before I realised it they were gone, as were my
panties. The combined sensation of his fingers delving into my wetness and his
mouth pulling on my nipple sent me over the edge.

My hips were moving in time with
his fingers, I was clutching his hair so tightly I thought I might pull it out,
my head was thrashing side to side until I finally began to come down from the
ride he’d just sent me on.

Panting and sated, I lay there in
a bubble of bliss. I felt his eyes on me. I glanced down to see him staring at
me in awe. One side of my lips lifted in a grin.

“Best orgasm EVER.”

“I aim to please. That was by far
the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Watching you come, there are no
words. But I’m not done with you yet.”

He was smiling and his eye brows
were bouncing. I just wanted to lay there and soak it all in. My body was still
singing with the after effects of my orgasm. My own hands have never brought me
that much pleasure.

“What pray tell do you plan to do
with me now?”

“I’m hungry Stella. Real hungry.”

Before I registered his words,
his head was between my legs. It was amazing! My hands found his hair again. I
tried not to push his face down, but my hands had a mind of their own. I wasn’t
even embarrassed by the sounds I was making. I was so lost in all that was
Brayden and his talented tongue.

It wasn’t long before my body was
coming off the bed, my head thrashing and a scream worked its way up my throat.
I couldn’t move. I was exhausted. I closed my eyes in an attempt to ground
myself.