Where the fuck is she?!" Brandon screamed again while kicking the door. "Ten fucking years and you want to kick me out of your home like I'm nothing?!! You try to keep her away from m" and I will fuck your life up! You hear me, you piece of shit?!!"
Darren sprinted up to the door and tried to calm him down.
"Come on man, let it go," he tried to persuade Brandon and pull him away.
"Fuck him! Open the Goddamn door you son of a bitch!"
"Jesus, BT come on man. Fuck!" was all Darren could say.
"Goddamn it!!! Sienna!!" Brandon shouted again pushing away from Darren and kicking the door.
Inside the Commander blew another sigh. He didn't want to do it,
"But she's the Commander's daughter! Why couldn't you just stay away from her?" Darren said, coming to his feet. He walked to the bottom of the stairs and looked back up at Brandon. He loved this guy like he would his own brother. But he didn't understand him sometimes. Actually, most of the time. He continued, "We grew up with her like she was our little sister. Those corny ass kid's birthday parties and all. Yeah, okay, I'll admit she's legal now and fine as hell, but--" "Just drop it," Brandon said as he narrowed his eyes at Darren. "No, I'm not going to drop it. For once in your life you're going to listen to someone. I thought you liked the Commander?" Brandon exhaled loudly, "I do like him. For a long time he was all I had." Darren shook his head laughing to himself, "Well you sure as hell have a funny way of showing your appreciation by screwing his teenage daughter." He watched as Brandon stood and flexed his jaw. He started sl
But there was something about him. The way he stared. Chris couldn't figure out if his glare was aimed at Sienna or him. Chris would never admit it to Sienna, but Brandon freaked him out. He had heard some tales from first year recruits about BT. They had tons of stories. All of the new recruits seemed to have a lot of respect for him. Chris glanced at a teary eyed Sienna. He really liked her and he didn't want to see her suffering like this. So even though he hated dancing, he asked her to dance. He had seen her wiping her face and she smiled at him and took his hand as he led her to the dance floor. "When are you going to ask me to dance?" Rachel asked. Brandon really didn't feel like dealing with her tonight. But he did like her and she was never one to pass up a party. They had some good times together drinking and fucking, but he hadn't see her for quite some time. Until tonight, when he asked her to attend the ball with him. He also liked Rachel
Brandon walked over to Sienna and stood behind her. He got a chill thinking of what happened the last time they were in a bathroom together. That thought just made him feel like shit. "So, you going to show lil Chris a good time tonight?" Brandon whispered to her. "After all, I know how hot you can get if--" Sienna stood up quickly and swung at him stopping him mid-sentence, but he had seen it coming. He grabbed her wrist and jerked her toward him. Brandon stared down at her. Fuck, he was starting to get hard. She had the most beautiful brown doe eyes he'd ever seen. Her nose was tiny and round and her lips were soft and full. He could tell she was scared, but also excited. But then the resentment started to build back up in his chest. She was going to pay. He pushed her away. Sienna stumbled back. She was two seconds from leaning up and kissing him until he had shoved her. She couldn't believe she had almost given in that quickl
She was ready to go when someone picked her up from behind and placed a palm over her lips. She screamed and kicked, but her efforts were thwarted by the tight bands that bound her stomach and mouth. Trapped in the dark mansion, she was dragged backwards by the one who had her. After a long struggle, the assailant finally let her go. When her abductor grabbed her and spun her around, she gasped and was going to run away. Brandon was standing right in front of her. He tried to hush her by putting his finger to his lips, and she closed her mouth as soon as he did. A set of stairs went to the kitchen, and she was guided back there by his hand. They exited via the back entrance and made their way around the house to the valet stand to leave their car. Brandon helped Sienna into Brandon's Jeep by opening the door for her. She paused for a while since he hadn't spoken to her. Though he didn't have to say anything, the reality is he didn't. It doesn't matter
She got on top of him and started kissing his chest. She sucked a nipple into her mouth and lightly bit. She heard him moan something. His hands were warm and hard and roaming up and down her body as she continued to kiss down his toned stomach. She finally reached his lower region and pulled his pants off in a few quick jerks. She leaned back over him and placed his cock in her mouth. She sucked him up and down for three strokes before she removed her mouth and straddled his dick. Sienna started to lower herself down on his cock. She closed her eyes, and with each inch she took of him she winced a bit with pleasure and pain. He felt so good entering her body. When she finally lowered herself all the way down, she took a minute to let her body adjust. Once it had, she was ready to go. She started to roll her hips back and forth. It was driving Brandon crazy. He stared up at her. She leaned her head back and continued to ride him. Her beautiful heaving
He hadn't meant to lose his temper that badly a week ago. He had said some things he shouldn't have, but he felt so lost without Sienna. And he felt hurt and betrayed by the Commander. To kick him out and take his heart away from him. Brandon felt that he had hit rock bottom. But he needed to quit thinking about it. She was here with him now, in his bed, in his life...and that was all that mattered. He pulled Sienna closer to him and wrapped his arm around her, and drifted back to sleep. After finally waking up and making love one more time, they decided to leave the bedroom and sit on the couch so their bodies could rest. Sienna was wearing an old New England Patriots shirt of his while lying on one end of Brandon's couch and he was on the other, shirtless. His eyes were glued on ESPN2 watching an old re-run of a pro basketball championship. Sienna smiled. He was so into the game. She started wiggling her foot near his crotch, brushing lightl
When Brandon grabbed her arm and pulled her back to his chest, Sienna stuck her ass in his groin and bent over with all her might pulling his arms over her shoulder just like he had said. Sienna paused for a moment wondering how the hell this was supposed to stop someone from attacking her. "Hey, this doesn't look like any defensive position that I'm aware of," Sienna said noticing her compromising situation. "No, but I got you right where I want you," Brandon laughed. She had been duped. "Asshole!" she screamed at him again trying to struggle out of his vice grip. The more she struggled the tighter he held her and laughed. Finally, she had to give in. "Sienna," he whispered into her ear no longer laughing. She turned her head to the side, "What?" "I love you." Sienna froze. She was not expecting that. She was not expecting to hear those words leave his beautiful lips. Damn, she was floored. "I just wanted you t
Brandon knew what he had to do to win this. He closed his eyes and reached all the way back to his childhood and teenage years. He was pulling from the BT that lived in South Boston and could make you sorry as hell if you crossed him. When Brandon opened his eyes he saw the younger officer pull out some handcuffs. Brandon cracked his neck. First the right side then the left. He walked down the steps, turned around so they could cuff him and said, "Let's fucking go." The car ride on the way home from the Veterans Ball was a quiet one for Jackson and Chris. Neither one knew what to say to the other. Chris stared out the window and Jackson kept his eyes on the road. Jackson remembered the first day he had seen Brandon. Tall, lanky kid who literally got off the bus with a scruffy bag on one shoulder and a huge chip on the other. Jackson couldn't figure him out. He had volunteered, yet he acted like being there was something he didn't want to do. Jackson b
Jackson stared down at his daughter. "Baby, no need to ever ask me that. Of course you can." Sienna nodded and turned to look back at the door. This would be the hardest thing she ever had to do, but she was lying in a hospital and Brandon was so miserable, he couldn't even bear to be around her. Love wasn't supposed to leave you broken like this, was it? She no longer wanted to hurt him. And she figured he wouldn't want to hurt her anymore. Being apart, was the only option left for them to take. After an hour of trying to convince herself that she could do it, she finally drifted back to sleep. Brandon sat on his couch cloaked in misery. He had spent the night in the waiting room, only to have the Commander wake him up and say that he still couldn't see Sienna and it was best if he went home. At first he had protested, but Commander Branson had said it was for her own good, because they didn't want to add any extra stress. So Brandon conceded again.
"Mmm, damn, boy," Lori breathed into Derek's ear as he continued to roughly kiss her neck. She was in the back seat of his car. 'A Mercedes,' she thought to herself. She had never fucked a guy in the back of a Mercedes, but she damn sure was going to give it a try. Derek pulled her shirt up and then reached around to undo her bra. Lori was glad she had Derek to take her mind off of her own guilt. She never dreamed Chris would confront BT like that. What, did he have a fucking death wish or something? She felt like she had caused all of this. She hoped Sienna and BT would make up and get over their problems. She felt bad leaving Sienna in the middle of all of this, but she was leaving for school. In two days, she'd be halfway across the country. Derek's tongue was working magic on her left nipple. His hand quickly made its way down to her warm pussy and jerked her panties aside. She couldn't wait to feel his smooth fingers sliding inside her—and then perhaps s
He just didn't want to deal with this shit right now. "I'm so sorry, if--" Brandon cut her off. "I don't want your fucking apology right now, okay?" he said, as he made his way to the bedroom. God, she was making his head swim. Sienna needed him to see her point of view. She needed him to understand her reasoning. She didn't want him to think she was a cold-hearted monster. She knew she shouldn't have pushed him, but she couldn't help herself. She followed him to the back and cornered him in the bedroom. Brandon had removed his shirt and was in the process of turning the sheets down when she entered. He felt her eyes on him and finally decided to look up. She stood there with her bottom lip tucked gently between her teeth. Her eyes were wide and unsure, but also seemed very weak looking. He hated this. He hated this feeling in the pit of his stomach. He just wanted to forget that yesterday—today---fuck, he couldn't even keep up with the days. But rega
When Sienna entered the bar, she immediately spotted Darren and Brandon. They were sitting at a booth in the back with another Seal she had seen at her father's birthday party earlier, and two women. Sienna's eyes lingered on the woman sitting next to Brandon. She was sitting a little too close and laughing loudly at something he was saying to her. Sienna's skin felt like it was crawling. She walked over to the booth with her head held high. She saw Brandon look up at her as she approached the group. Brandon chugged down the last of his beer and chased it with a shot, then called the waiter back over to the table. "Hey, we need another round for the whole table. Jack, this time," he said, as he slammed some money down. Sienna could tell by the redness around his eyes, that he was getting shit faced. Completely. Which made her feel even worse about everything. "Brandon, can I talk to you?" she tried to shout above the loud music. "Well,
Brandon narrowed his eyes at the Commander as he grabbed Sienna's hand about to pull her away. "Let. Go. Of her," Jackson quietly said. "She's MY child." "And she's carrying MY child!" Brandon spat back at him. Jackson opened his mouth, then closed it back. He had let one man come in between his family before, and that one took his wife. He would be DAMNED if another came in and took his daughter. This was going to end now! "Darren, Lori and Sienna...you can leave. Brandon and I are going to handle this once and for all," Jackson said cooly, never removing his burning glare from Brandon. "Daddy, that's not--" Sienna tried to get out, but Darren practically picked her up and pushed her and Lori out of the study. Sienna stared at Brandon's back as it disappeared through the slit in the door. God, she felt so miserable at that moment. Her body felt like a thousand pounds had been piled on top of her. Chris felt like an A class dou
When she was done, she got up, wiped the last little bit of his pearly liquid that was on her lips into her mouth and tried to turn and walk away. "Oh, not so fast," he breathed heavily, as he roughly grabbed her and opened the Jeep door. He forced her down, so that she was bent over the front seat, while her feet were still touching the ground. Brandon slid her legs apart with his foot. He raised the back of her dress and bent down between her legs. Brandon stuck his middle finger in his mouth and wet it. He then eagerly licked her sweet center as he slowly inserted his finger into her tight ass. "Aah, oh shit!" Sienna squealed, as she felt an extraordinary and bizarre tingle moving up her legs and to her pussy. Oh, this was a new sensation. She lost her breath. She felt his tongue plunging in and out of her pussy while his finger penetrated her other hole. "Oh, God!!" she gasped as she began coming. That was the fastest it had ever happened. She cou
Did she say something wrong? She ran back over in her head what she had said, but she didn't think she had said anything awful. But before she could question it further, the waiter brought their food. She quickly looked down at her plate and began eating through the awkward silence. "Sienna," she heard him say. She looked up and he was staring at her. "Yes?" "In the near future, would you like to have my last name for real?" Sienna almost choked on her salad. She began coughing and had to quickly drink her water. Smooth, really smooth, she thought. She looked back at Brandon. His intense stare was causing her to lose her train of thought. Was he asking her...? Oh God, don't start crying like a loser. Don't. It's not like he was asking her to marry him right then, but still... Sienna tried to think of some cool profound answer to give him. Something that will knock his socks off, and take his breath away for a change. "Yes," she
"She should be okay," Lori said to him. "You know," he stated thoughtfully, "she was throwing up like that while BT was locked up." "Oh, yeah." "She's been sick like that for awhile," he said, more as a statement than a question. "Yeah, must be some kind of bug," Lori said, while trying to look anywhere but at him. "Nine month bug, huh?" Darren said, while his gaze penetrated Lori's, trying to read her. "What? No. I don't know what you're talking about. She's just been really stressed, and obviously hearing about Brandon's near death caused her to feel bad again," Lori stated, as she walked over to the couch and sat down. She pretended to flip through the channels again, but she knew Darren was still staring at her. "Is there anything BT should know?" he asked, clearly pissed off. Lori ignored him. Shit! She didn't know what to do. She was sure that Sienna didn't want Darren knowing about her situation. He would tell Br
Oh no, what had she done now. "Brandon?" she tentatively asked, as she walked over towards him. He quickly turned around and spewed water from his mouth like a fountain, at her. Sienna sputtered and coughed when the water splashed her face. Her mouth dropped open as she stood there in shock. She couldn't believe he had just done that! And he stood there laughing his ass off and wiping his mouth. "You asshole!" she screamed, as she playfully attacked him. She ran to the sink and turned the faucet on and started throwing handfuls of water at him, soaking everything in her path. Brandon couldn't help himself. He had just taken a sip of water when he heard her coming, and he knew the look she would give him would be priceless if he did it. And he was right. She had stood there with water dripping from her face and a look that could kill. He quickly ducked to avoid the water she was trying to toss on him