by Betsy Locke
My mom rolled her eyes. “You'll learn someday to dress respectable. Now take a look at this.” She put down a large sheet of paper that looked like blueprints. But instead of a building it was a top-down view of where the reception was going to take place.
She pointed to the large table. “That's where the family will sit.”
I nodded along while she droned on and one about which distant relative was coming and where they would sit.
She didn't even ask for my input. It's almost like she just needed me as a sounding board. Which I was fine with because I didn't care about these decisions one bit.
My mom lifted up the paper smiled. “I think that looks right. Thank you so much for your help, Sarah.”
“If you need anything else, let me know, Mom.”
I left as quickly as I could and went out to the backyard. It was looking even nicer than yesterday. The white runway had been placed on the grass leading up the altar. I knew that my mom wanted flower petals all along it. They'd be putting those down tomorrow.
I made my way through the woods until I came to the reception area. Workers were already changing around the tables per my mother's instructions. But I don't know how word got here faster than I did.
Just one of those powers my mom had.
I strolled over the bar and Bryant was nowhere to be seen. Was I with my mom for too long? Did he give up on waiting for me?
“I knew you'd come,” Bryant said from behind me.
Chapter Six
Bryant was so damn cocky and I couldn't let him see it working on me.
“I came out here to relay my mom's orders about the new seating arrangement.”
The lie was almost the truth but it didn't matter what I said because Bryant wouldn't believe me. He stared down my neckline at my cleavage. I could see him dreaming about putting his cock in between my tits.
“Would you like a drink?” he asked. Bryant walked over behind the bar.
I walked over and sat down at one of the stools. It really looked cool having a long bar like this in the middle of the forest. “Oh so you're a bartender now?”
“Well that's what you thought I was yesterday.”
“Fine then. Make me something that will wake me up.”
Bryant thought for a moment. “That's easy.” He looked around at what he had available. “Your mom sure stocked this bar up.”
“That's one thing you'll learn about my mom. She's dead serious about her liquor.”
“Well then our parents have a lot in common because my father can't go a night without a glass of whiskey.”
Bryant pulled out a green bottle of Jager and energy drinks.
“I'm going to tell you now that I hate Jager. The black licorice taste doesn't do it for me.”
Bryant grinned. “But have you had it mixed with an energy drink before?”
“Isn't that supposed to kill you,” I replied.
Bryant cocked his head to the side. “Not sure. I guess we'll have to find out.” He mixed us two drinks and handed me one. “There you go, my lady.”
I gathered up the courage to try the drink. I knew I'd probably be spitting it out immediately. I took a sip and didn't taste a hint of black licorice. The bubbles of the energy drink tickled my nose. I could feel myself becoming alert already.
“Whoa. This isn't half bad.”
Bryant took as sip of his own. “I know. I used to drink these in college every night. I'd be able to party until the sun rose.”
“Oh so you were a big party guy. It figures. Let me guess, you were in a fraternity.”
“Never appealed to me. Though I did go to my fair share of frat parties.”
I thought I had him pegged but Bryant always surprised me. Before I knew it, my drink was empty. I could feel it in my head already. I was almost too drunk with only one drink.
A feeling of giddiness rose up in me. Everything Bryant said was suddenly hilarious to me. And he was also so damn attractive.
“Want another?” Bryant asked, shaking the Jager bottle.
I waved my hands. “No way. It's barely after noon yet.”
Bryant shrugged and poured another for himself. I felt the pull of wanting more. I needed to loosen up more.
“One more couldn't hurt.” I put my index finger out. “Only one more.”
Bryant smiled and mixed a glass of Jager and an energy drink. I took a sip and could feel myself becoming more relaxed. I was ready for anything.
Bryant leaned closer. “How about a kiss?”
I hated how forward he was but loved it at the same time. I didn't need to guess what he was thinking.
I looked around. “Not in front of all these people. Did you forget that you're going to be my stepbrother soon.”
“Who cares about that.” Bryant put his elbows on the bar and leaned in close. “All that matters is how you feel.”
It didn't matter what he was saying anymore. He had me in his grasp. I closed my eyes and let Bryant plant his lips on mine.
My body swelled with excitement. My heart was racing so fast and it was mostly from the thousand grams of sugar in the energy drink.
Bryant broke away and I desperately searched around to see if anyone saw us. The servants were all busy with their work. My mom had them working day and night to get this wedding perfect.
“Shall we go somewhere more private?”
I nodded and pointed to the woods behind him. “Bring the bottle of Jager with you.”
Bryant poured the rest of the energy drinks straight into the Jager and swished it around. I got up from the stool and led the way. I knew exactly where this was leading and I didn't want it to stop.
Bryant could have me any way that he wanted. I needed to feel his warm skin against mine. Nothing could stop us now.
We walked through the forest until we were so far away from the mansion that nobody would conceivably find us out here.
“This looks like a good spot,” I said.
Bryant didn't say a word. He didn't need to. His look of desire was all I needed to know.
Chapter Seven
Bryant dropped the bottle of Jager on the ground and put his hands on me. He pushed me against a tree trunk and the rough bark dug into my back.
I wanted him so bad that my body ached. The wetness between my thighs grew. Bryant put his hands on the trunk behind me to the sides of my head, locking me in place. There was nowhere for me to go. Nowhere for me to run.
“You're mine now, Sarah,” Bryant said. “All mine.”
I bit my bottom lip and nodded. He kissed me more passionately than ever before. His tongue reached into my mouth and I reciprocated. His hand left the trunk and squeezed my breast, kneading and massaging as we kissed.
I reached down and felt the outline of his hard cock under his jeans. Bryant moaned in my mouth as I stroked him just a little. That seemed to rev him up because Bryant ravaged me. He kissed my neck and bit me hard.
I wanted to scream out from the pain but I couldn't let anyone find out what we were doing.
The fact that it was forbidden made it all the more exciting.
I took off my shirt and let it fall to the ground. Bryant's eyes went wide at my breasts that were literally spilling out of a black lace bra. He bent down until he was eye level with my tits and planted his face in my cleavage.
Both hands worked on my chest, pushing my boobs together, his tongue covering every inch of them.
“I want you inside me, Bryant,” I whispered in his ear.
He didn't need to be told twice. Bryant straightened up and unzipped his pants with the biggest grin. “Turn around and hug that tree.”
Bryant was dirty and I loved it. I did as I was commanded and turned around. I pushed my ass outwards and Bryant's strong hands hiked up my skirt. His fingers traced the inside of my legs from the calf and upwards. He reached my soaked thong and pulled them to the side. One finger dipped inside me and left me instantly.
I snapped my head around to see Bryant enjoying the taste of me. T
hat only turned me on more. I wanted his tongue down there, eating me out. But there was no stopping this man now.
Bryant dropped his pants and stroked his thick cock. “Are you ready for me?”
My fingers clawed their way into the tree. “Yes but be gentle.”
Bryant let out a little laugh. There was no hope for that. He didn't even bother taking off my thong. He just ripped them apart until he had access to me. Bryant gripped my hips and filled every inch of me.
We both let out a moan as he reached the limit. My tight pussy could barely contain him. Every thrust stretched me more and more.
“You're so big, Bryant. I can't handle it.”
His fingers dug into my sides. “You like that?”
Bryant forced his giant cock deeper inside me. My body slammed against the tree. I tried to hold myself up but the pleasure was so intense. My brain was swimming with ecstasy.
His cock hit the perfect spot. “Right there,” I told him. “Don't leave me.” Bryant kept his penis in place and my orgasm fired off. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and my legs shook as involuntary spasms took over.
“You want more?” Bryant asked.
My senses finally returned to normal. “Yes, please. Don't stop.”
But Bryant left me. The sudden emptiness inside was killing me slowly. I turned around with a look of desperation. It couldn't be over so soon. I wanted more.
I needed more.
“Get on the ground and spread your legs,” Bryant said.
I couldn't think straight anymore. I knelt down onto the soft cold forest floor and lay back until my bare back was on the ground.
Bryant tore off his shirt and revealed a glorious chest and abs. He could be an action figure if he wanted. He got on top of me and entered me without another word. The injection of pleasure was like none other.
I wrapped my legs around his hips and pushed him deeper inside. He kissed me and I completely lost it. “I'm going to come again!”
Another orgasm detonated inside me and nothing felt real anymore. Bryant continued to thrust inside me as I squeezed his cock and melted around him. How he could last so long was beyond me.
I recovered for just a moment and Bryant said, “I'm close.” I brought my hips to his every thrust and he burst inside me, his come flowing like a river.
I had lost track of how many orgasms I'd had but I couldn't stop another. Just the thought of Bryant's seed spilling into my eager pussy put me over the edge. We both lost our minds in a sea of pleasure.
Our bodies became one and I never wanted it to end.
But Bryant pulled out and released a dam of come. I could feel him leaking out of me and that emptiness returned. I wanted more. I wanted him to flip me over and fuck me over and over again.
But exhaustion took over. Too many orgasms had taken it's toll and I passed out under Bryant without saying anything.
Chapter Nine
My eyes fluttered open and I wasn't sure where I was. It definitely wasn't my bedroom. I lifted my head and realized that I was in the forest and I was almost completely naked save my black skirt.
Bryant was sound asleep next to me. Memories of the encounter came back to me in a flash. I had to take a deep breath to calm myself. Bryant stirred and opened his eyes.
“That was nice,” he said with a great big smile.
“It was but we need to be getting back the sun has almost set.” I stood up and searched for my shirt. My thong was a ripped mess on the ground. I picked them up and balled them in my hand. They weren't wearable anymore but I couldn't risk someone finding them out here.
Bryant sat halfway up.“You don't want to go for another round?”
I playfully kicked him in the chest and he flew back onto the ground.
Bryant rolled over and lifted himself off the ground. “I guess that's a no then.”
“Just shut up and help me find my shirt. If we don't get back soon, our parents might start looking for us.”
Bryant picked my shirt off the ground and threw it at my face. I put it back on with a stern look. “We could get in some serious shit if they find us out here.”
“Then what are we waiting for, let's get back to the house. The cops might get here any second and bust us.” Bryant acted like the one in a rush now but I knew he was joking.
I put my hands on my hips. “Very funny.” I started to make my way back the mansion. I couldn't risk going back to the reception area and possibly encountering my mom there. I wouldn't be able to explain being with Bryant in the woods alone. We took the long way around and finally made it back.
“We shouldn't go in at the same time,” I said. “Why don't you wait here and then go around to the front of the house.
Bryant nodded but I could tell that he didn't like the plan.
I entered the back door and found my mom and Irving at the kitchen island. “What have you been up to all day, Sarah,” she asked.
Bryant walked in behind me. “We were out in the forest exploring.”
I cringed. It's almost like he wanted our parents to find out about us. I turned around shot daggers at him but nothing could wipe off that shit-eating grin.
“You guys must've gotten far out there.”
I turned back around to my mother. “I took him out past the reception area. I wanted to show him the boundaries of the land we own. We kind of lost track of time.”
“Well go get ready for dinner. Hugh should have it ready soon.”
Bryant and I both left the kitchen but I tried to walk faster to get ahead of him. He was so infuriating. We argued all the way up the stairs in the most quiet voices and I went into my room without saying goodbye.
I collapsed onto my bed with my chest heaving and my blood boiling. I wanted to wring Bryant's neck. He didn't seem to care at all about our parents finding out about us.
I flipped over and stuffed my face in my pillow. I screamed as loud as I could until my breath gave out.
Bryant was so damn frustrating but so damn sexy at the same time. My thoughts returned to the fun time in the forest. His rough hands all over me, touching me in ways I'd never felt before. The moment he entered me changed my entire life.
I needed him to fill and stretch me every night.
But I couldn't let that happen. There was no way we could keep this a secret if we kept going.
And I had to do whatever it took to keep my mom from finding out.
My bedroom door swung open and Bryant swaggered in. “Miss me yet?”
I jolted out of bed, seething with anger. “What the hell do you think you're doing, Bryant?” I said in the most quiet voice possible. I walked around him and closed the door.
I turned around to find Bryant only inches away from me. He pinned me against the door. There was no escape. The smell of sex still emanated from his body.