by Jessica Wood
“Scout’s honor.” He raised his first three fingers. He pulled me back into his arms and whispered in a low, raspy voice. “Baby, I only have eyes for you, and you’re the only one I want. I’m just happy that you’re going to try to reunite with your long-lost sister.”
I finally gave in to him and laughed. “I know you were just teasing.” I pulled him in for another kiss. “Do you really think I’ll be able to find her?”
He squeezed me reassuringly. “I do.”
***
I took a deep breath as I approached the door to Trent’s office. I reminded myself that he was not the big brother I once knew. He wasn’t looking out for me anymore. He was a complete stranger.
I tightened my fist and gave his door two firm, confident knocks.
“Who is it?”
I looked inside to find him typing away at his desk without bothering to look up to see who was at the door.
“Trent, we need to talk.”
His fingers continued to rapidly move across the keyboard. “What is it?” His voice was cold and dismissive. “I’m really busy right now. And aren’t you already behind on your work?”
I drew in another deep breath. “Trent, I know everything.”
The typing stopped as he froze in place.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” he immediately asked when he regained his composure.
“I found the documents in your office. I know about my half-sister, Katherine.”
He let out an audible groan as he glared at me. “You went through my stuff?”
“Yes, I did.” I felt my cheeks flush at this admission.
He stood up from his chair and slammed his hand onto his desk, his eyes ablaze with rage. “How dare you sneak into my office when I’m not here! Who the fuck do you think you are?”
The feelings of guilt I had for confronting the older brother I loved were quickly replaced with indignation. I took a step closer toward him and met his gaze. “I’m the only fucking person in this office who’s a real Parker. That’s who the fuck I am!” I challenged.
For a second, he just stared at me, shocked by my confrontation.
“Why were you looking through my stuff?”
“You’ve been distant and cold since your mom died, and I know about your communications with Ben. I know you tried to recruit him to get close to me and sabotage my position in the company.”
“He told you that?”
“Why do you hate me that much to ask him to do that?” I asked, ignoring his question.
He turned his face away from me and I saw his jaw tighten. “Because you have it all and I have nothing! You have the family, the company, the money! When I found out I was switched at birth, I went to go look for my biological parents. Well, guess what? Just my fucking luck, they’re already dead! And they left nothing! They lived in a tiny two-bedroom shack with an underwater mortgage that they hadn’t even paid off when they died. So while you have everything you could ever want, I have fucking nothing in this world. And do you know what the fucked up thing is? You don’t even really want to work in this business! You’re just doing it to make our father happy!”
“So you tried to get me kicked out of the company because you resented me?” I looked at him with a mixture of disgust and pity.
He snorted back a laugh. “Isn’t that enough of a reason?”
“But why didn’t you just tell us when you found out a year ago? Do you really think we’d shut you out like we’re strangers? Trent, we’ve been so close all these years. How can you think that I’d turn my back on you?”
He struggled. “You’re your father’s daughter. Dad never really cared for me. My mom was right. After he married your mom, he left us and didn’t look back. He only supported us financially and saw me when needed so he could keep up with appearance and avoid bad PR for the company.”
“How can you say that, Trent? I know Dad has been a lot tougher on you than on me, but that was because he loved you. He wanted to push you to work hard. He wanted to groom you into an even better CEO for the company than he was.”
“Whatever. That’s a bunch of horseshit! He loved you, Blair. He treated you like a daughter. He treated me like a commodity, a tool for his company. That’s not fucking love.”
I felt enraged for my father. I couldn’t believe Trent would make him out to be a heartless man who didn’t care about his one and only son. “I can’t believe you can stand there—as acting CEO of this company, as the son of our father, as my brother—and say those things about him! I can’t believe you want to kick me out of the company! And for what? So you can keep this secret of yours intact?”
“Fuck the secret! I’m still the acting CEO of Parker, Inc., and from what I hear from the doctors, our dear old father will not be fit to return to his role as CEO, making me the CEO of the company. There’s nothing you can do about that!”
I felt myself boil over with anger. I fastened my gaze on his and gritted my teeth. “I almost forgot to tell you. I made copies of all the documents I found in your office. The letter from your mom, the birth certificate, the letter from the hospital, and all the supporting documents that were in that manila envelope. I’m sure if our family lawyers got wind of this information, you would no longer be CEO of Parker, Inc.”
“That’s fucking bullshit! I’ve worked my ass off to get to this position, I earned my place here! You and I both know very well that our father didn’t give me any special treatment. In fact he was tougher on me than he was on anyone else.”
“He’s not your father!” I spat out. But the second I saw him flinch at my words, I wished I hadn’t opened my mouth. In that brief moment, I saw a glimpse of the older brother I once knew and loved.
But in the blink of an eye, he was gone again. “Have you told your father about this yet?”
I bowed my head and looked at the floor. “No. No, I haven’t.”
“Are you going to?” His tone softened slightly as he studied me.
I thought about his question before answering him. “I don’t know,” I admitted.
He frowned. “Then what the fuck do you want from me? What’s your end game?”
“At this point, I just want you to know that I know everything. I want to warn you not to try anything that would jeopardize this company or my position in it.”
He looked away from me and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window that faced out into the Financial District of downtown San Francisco. “I admit, I did want you out of this company, especially after I found out that I wasn’t Bill Parker’s son. But trust me when I tell you that I have no intentions of harming this company. I’ve worked too damn hard for this company to want to ruin it.”
“Thank you.” I kept my voice flat and stern as I turned and headed out of his office. “That’s all I needed to know.”
He didn’t try to stop me, and he said nothing else as I walked out of his office and down the hall toward my own office. As I neared my own office, I finally allowed the small smirk that had been itching to appear on my face.
I let out a long sigh of relief as my hand reached for the small tape recorder in my suit jacket pocket. I stopped the recording and rewound it to check that it had recorded our entire conversation.
“When I found out I was switched at birth, I went to go look for my biological parents. Well guess what? Just my fucking luck, they’re already dead! And they left nothing! …I admit, I did want you out of this company, especially after I found out that I wasn’t Bill Parker’s son.”
I knew this was what I had to do to protect Parker, Inc., to protect it for my father. This, with the documents I had photocopied, would be enough to protect us if Trent ever overstepped his boundaries.
***
An hour later, I was still coming down from the rush I had gotten from my successful confrontation with Trent. Ever since I had found out about his secret three weeks prior, tight knots of anxiety had been twisting and turning inside me. But the second I had left Trent’s
office with the recording, I felt lighter and happier as the knots began to unravel inside me. I wasn’t sure why, but I had the urge to see Ben at that very moment.
“Hey, you. How’s your day?” came his voice on the other end of the line.
“Hi, I’m good. Really good, actually.”
“Oh?”
“Are you in your office today?” I asked as I walked down the hallway of William & Sutter LLP toward Ben’s office.
“Yeah, but I’d much rather be somewhere else. Where are you?”
I stifled a giggle and felt relieved that he couldn’t see the wide grin on my face. “Just walking around. So…where would you rather be?” My voice trailed off into a whisper and I heard the meaningful chuckle from his end of the line.
“Well…there’s a tight, dark place that I’d like to be inside of. It’s always warm, inviting, and wet when I visit…”
He paused and I slowly drew in an uneven inhale of breath.
“And even though I was just there last night, it wasn’t enough. I think I need to take permanent residence inside there ASAP.”
I felt my stomach flip in excitement and my legs picked up the pace as I closed in on the door of his office. “So what do you plan to do inside there when you go next?”
“Mmm.” I could picture him licking his lips as he thought about my question. “Well, first, my fingers will want to do some exploring and get the place even more wet and inviting…And then, there’s my mouth and my tongue. They will want to taste every inch of the honey walls…”
I let out a low moan and grinned, knowing the effect it had on him.
“God, you’re such a tease! I want to fuck you now!” he grunted in frustration, causing me to smile triumphantly.
I got to his door and saw him in his chair facing the window.
“What if you can fuck me now?” I asked into the receiver.
He inhaled sharply as he whipped around, his eyes filled with lust.
“Baby, you just made my day.” He stood up and I gasped as my eyes grew wide at the sight of his erection through his pants.
I walked inside his office and immediately closed the door behind me. “It doesn’t take much to get you excited, does it?”
He chuckled. “What can I say?” He pulled down his pants, and his rock-hard erection sprung out to greet me in high salute. “I’m business on top, party on the bottom.” With three strides, he was standing inches in front of me. “Now let me show you exactly where I want to be right now.”
“I’ve missed him,” I whispered as my eyes were transfixed on his erection.
“And he’s missed you.” The hot breath of his deep, raspy voice tickled the sensitive skin on my neck and I arched my chest toward him in desire. I felt his strong, callused hands push back my blazer, revealing my sheer ivory blouse. He slowly unbuttoned my blouse, purposely lingering at each button as he watched me become increasingly impatient under his touch. Finally when he unhooked my bra, I heard him inhale sharply and saw his eyes blaze with lust as they landed on my nakedness.
“You’re so fucking hot.” He grabbed my breasts with both hands and guided them into his mouth, one at a time. I gasped as his mouth inhaled me, his tongue expertly flicking and nibbling on my rock-hard nipples.
“Baby, I’m hungry too,” I moaned impatiently as I pushed him against the edge of the desk and got down on my knees. I grabbed his erection with my hand and felt its power within my grasp. “God, you’re always rock hard and ready for me.” I could see the frenzy in his eyes as I gently traced the outline of his cock with my fingertips. I watched his reaction to my every move, relishing in the growing desire spread across his face. Without warning, I wrapped my hand around his shaft and moved it up and down his length.
“Fuck!” he roared as his head jerked back in pleasure.
I looked up at him and a wide grin spread across my face before my lips curled around him and slowly and eagerly inhaled the entire length of his cock.
He let out a loud, primal roar as my tongue worked its way up and down the back side of his cock in synchronization with my lips. His eyes glowed with smoldering pleasure as I moved more rapidly around his erection.
“Fuck, baby! I love your wild side. Your mouth feels so fucking incredible.” His voice was strained as he convulsed each time my tongue reached the tip of his cock. “I can’t hold on much longer,” he groaned hoarsely.
Instead of stopping, I moved up and down the length of his cock faster and deeper as I began to deep throat him.
“Fuck, you’re pushing me over the edge soon!” he roared in ragged breaths.
That was when I stopped. “No. I want you to come inside me,” I demanded.
Taking my cue, he pulled me up and lifted me up against the side of the desk. In one swift movement, he pushed several stacks of documents off the desk and laid my back onto the desk. “You’ve gotten me so turned on.”
I gave him a devious smile. “I know.” I snickered. “That was the point. I like to see you turned on because that gets me so wet.”
“Now it’s my turn, baby,” he said in a low, hoarse voice.
I writhed under his touch as I felt his hands slowly run up the length of my legs—from my ankles to my knees to my inner thighs, where I felt his thumbs linger at the edge of my opening. Our eyes met, and as he held my gaze, he moved my feet up to the edge of the desk and spread my knees wide before him.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he groaned when he saw my pussy. “And you smell incredible.” He lowered his face down between my legs and I felt him inhale deeply. Then he spread my knees farther apart, and I gasped as his mouth began to devour me, causing my whole body to quiver in pleasure. He licked and twirled and tasted me, and it didn’t take long before I arched my convulsing body against his tongue and found my release.
“Wow! That was amazing.” I pulled him up to kiss me, my lips tasting my juices from his mouth. “I taste incredible from your mouth.”
“You taste incredible. Period.” He grabbed my hand and pressed it up against his throbbing cock. “Fuck, you’ve gotten me so turned on. Can you feel how hard I am for you?”
“Yes, I feel that all right.” I pulled out a condom and pulled it down onto his cock. I smiled up at him. “But I want to feel all of that inside me.”
“God, you’re amazing,” he groaned.
I guided him to my entrance and welcomed the entire length of his cock deep inside me in one slow and hungry thrust. I tightened my grip around him and watched in delight as he threw his head back in pleasure.
“Fuck! Blair, you are so tight! You feel so fucking amazing.” He grabbed my hips and started pounding into me. Slowly at first, but with each additional thrust deeper and harder, pushing out uncontrollable gasps and moans from my lips. I gripped his broad, muscular shoulders, digging my nails into his skin as I moved my hips in time with his thrusts.
After several minutes of sheer bliss, my muscles began to clench around him uncontrollably.
“God, I’m about to come,” I gasped as I looked up at him.
“Fuck, me too!” he growled as he drove harder into me as his entire body began to convulse. Seconds later, we both reached the brink of ecstasy.
CHAPTER THREE
Trent
Twenty Years Ago
“Trent, I can’t find Sophia!” Blair’s cries made me jump.
I pulled my gaze from an episode of Power Rangers playing on the television and looked at Blair. Tears streamed down her rosy cheeks as she rushed into the living room.
“Don’t worry, Blair.” I gently patted her back to calm her down. I hated to see her sad. “I will help you find her.”
“You will?” She looked up at me through her bright, hopeful eyes as her shoulders moved up and down with her ragged breathing.
“Yup!”
She sniffled and looked at the television screen. “But—but this is your favorite show. You said you’d hate me if I bothered you when it’s Power Ranger time.”
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�I was just trying to scare you. I can never hate you. You’re my sister.”
She beamed up at me. “Promise?”
I nodded. “Promise.”
She flung her tiny arms around me and hugged me tightly.
“So what was the last thing you did with Sophia? Do you remember?”
“Ummm.” She made a face, showing me that was she thinking hard. “I was telling her a bedtime story because she couldn’t sleep.”
“Okay, let’s check your room.”
“Okay.” She followed me into her room.
After a few minutes of searching, I found the Cabbage Patch Kid doll lodged behind her bed between the mattress and wall. Freeing it from its hiding place, I gave it to Blair. “I found Sophia, Blair.” I smiled.
She blinked her eyes, causing a few teardrops to fall down her rosy cheeks. She gave Sophia a big hug and patted its back. “Where did you find her?”
“She was underneath your bed. She must have fallen under there when you were sleeping.” I reached over and wiped the tears from her cheeks. “You don’t need to be sad anymore.”
She flashed me a wide grin and wrapped her tiny arms around my waist. “You’re the best brother ever.”
I hugged her back tightly. “I’m your big brother. It’s my job to protect you.”
She loosened her grip around me and looked up at me with a frown. “Will you always protect me?”
I curled my hands into fists and put my arms on my hips for my Superman stance. “Of course! You’re only four. But I’m ten.” I raised my chin as high as I could. “I’m a man now. It’s my job to protect my baby sister.”
“Promise?” She looked up at me with wide eyes and admiration.
My chest swelled with happiness at the way she looked at me. “Yes. I p—”
“Trent, honey?” My mother’s voice interrupted me as she came into the room.
“Hi, Mom.” I broke my Superman stance and smiled at her.
“Hi, Trent’s mommy. Trent found Sophia for me. He’s the best.” Blair lifted Sophia up to show my mother.
My mother made a face at her and turned to look at me. “Trent. Come on. Let’s go home.”