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 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,
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
"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
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.
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She was sitting in the kitchen waiting for Lori to give her the signal. Lori burst through the kitchen doors."He's here. So is your dad. And Sienna..." she said lowly."What?"She shook her head from side to side. "Damn girl, he looks so fine! He's not in uniform. Just a white polo shirt, jeans and clean white sneaks. Damn!" Sienna was quickly drenched. When the moisture appeared between her thighs, she hoped it wouldn't happen so quickly. She was enraged by everything about him! Everything about him: his voice, his 6'3 sculpted swimmer's form, his laugh...everything However, she was soon able to return to the here and now."What about your father?" Suddenly, she yelled in agony. Why is he even here?" That's what they said! He promised to stay away!"In any case, they're all waiting for your arrival." "Stop it!" It seemed like Lori was pulling Sienna down the corridor as she said this.As soon as Lori opened the ballroom doors, Sienna was inundated with a
Brandon Knight had lost his genuine concern for other people. His so-called pals were OK, but he was well aware that none of them would be really concerned if he vanished from the face of the world. His father didn't care about him or know anything about him, his mother abandoned him, his uncle abused him, and his aunt kicked him out of the house. He would occasionally throw himself pity parties and go through periods of self-destruction. He and Kevin would get so inebriated that they would start hitting on guys in bars. He would use bricks to smash the windshields of people's cars as they drove by. He'd challenge anyone to have a fuck with him. Possibly, if some jerk had enough balls, someone might be able to put him out of his suffering once and for all! It happened one day after he had just returned from fucking Nina and was waiting at the bus stop for Kevin, when he noticed a bus passing by and decided to investigate. It wasn't his typical bus, but it was the one with th
Plus, he knew her type. Because she was the Commander's only child, and a daughter, to boot...so she was spoiled rotten. She got whatever she wanted. She would flirt with him in her designer shoes and handbags. She would stomp her little perfectly pedicured feet and pout her lips when her father wouldn't cave in. On several occasions he had to force himself to leave for fear of saying something he would regret when she threw her temper tantrums in front of him and her father. He knew what she needed, and that was a paddle to her ass, and he was more than willing to give it to her. When he had been in Boston, he knew girls like her. Spoiled little rich brats. Of course they would fuck him, because he knew how to take them into euphoric worlds that their preppy boyfriends didn't even know existed. But take him home to daddy? Fuck no. And he resented them for that. And secretly he resented Sienna. He knew not only was he too old for her, but that he also wasn't good enough for
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