Forbidden Ties (Forbidden Ties Series Book 1)

by Branford, Lauren

  As goofy as my uncle could be, he was always a lot of fun, so I trusted his judgment when he said that the fair would be as good as he promised.

  Later that night, I we walked to the street party, which was only a few blocks away on the main strip. I felt out of place in a simple purple day dress as Tim wore overalls and a straw hat.

  “I think that I missed the boat on the appropriate attire,” I said to Alice, who was also wearing a pair of overalls.

  “Because of him?” she said pointing to Tim with her thumb. “He likes to judge some of the crop contests. I just join him because this is the only time of the year that I go to a party in something other than an uncomfortable evening gown.”

  When we arrived, saw what Tim was talking about. The street was lit up with red and orange stringed bulbs. A giant, glowing Ferris wheel spun in the distance. I noticed many of the high school students were wearing similar outfits to my aunt and uncle. I felt like an outcast all over again.

  “Mairead!” someone yelled. I turned to Penny and Jill in torn jeans and country plaid shirts. “Where are your overalls?”

  “I didn’t know,” I said with a shrug.

  “I’ll take the blame,” Tim said raising his hands. “When I think of town fairs, I assume dressing like this; I should have told you.”

  “It’s okay,” I smiled sweetly, though I truly did feel self-conscious. “Uncle Tim and Aunt Alice, these are my friends from school, Penny and Jill.”

  “Oh, we know these two troublemakers,” Tim winked. “Mayville is much smaller than the big city, kiddo.”

  “How are you ladies this evening?” Alice asked.

  “Very well,” smiled Jill.

  “We better get going,” Tim said. “I don’t want to miss the turnips this year. I heard they are huge!”

  “See you later,” Alice smiled as we waved them good-bye.

  “So, what’s there to do here?” I asked as the girls as we walked along the booths.

  “You mean other than dress like hicks to demean the lower class?” Jill said sounding a bit irritated by it all.

  “Oh, Jill,” Penny protested. “We’re not demeaning anyone.”

  “I think that’s what this is supposed to be,” Jill said.

  “Then why did you dress up?” Penny stamped her foot.

  “As if you would allow me to leave with you without matching shirts,” Jill scoffed.

  “You’re right,” Penny laughed. “I wouldn’t!”

  “She’s crazy,” Jill joked.

  “Aren’t we all?” I added. Then, I noticed we were just feet from the bottom of the Ferris wheel, where Cade was standing with his arms folded. A tall and thin blonde was leaning against him. She was pretty, but I assumed a lot of it had to do with the makeup caked all over her face. Still, them standing together felt suspicious.

  “Please, baby,” whined the blonde. “Just one spin on the Ferris wheel for old time’s sake.”

  “No,” Cade said wiggling his arm free of her grasp.

  “C’mon, Cade,” the blonde whined some more. Then her shrill voice went softer, though I could still hear. “Do it and I’ll give you an extra good show tonight. Pick whichever toy you’d like.”

  Suddenly, the girl from Cade’s tablet had a face.

  “Who is that?” I asked Penny and Jill.

  “That’s–“ before Penny could answer, Cade saw me standing there. He seemed to use my presence as a means of escape.

  “Mairead!” he called out with a feigned smile. It felt odd for me to see him this chipper, let alone just a few nights after we hooked up in his bedroom. “You look pretty.”

  “Who’s she?” the blonde asked as she eyed my dress. I didn’t have time to think about her as I was distracted by Cade’s compliment. Why was he calling me pretty in front of all of these people?

  “Angie, this is my cousin, Mairead,” Cade said, introducing us. “Mairead, this is my ex-girlfriend, Angie.”

  “Hi,” Angie said as she held out her hand. As we shook, I could feel her icy fingers. Quickly, she pulled away, and stared at Cade, who was now standing next to me. “I know what you’re doing, Cade.”

  “What am I doing?” he asked with a hint of laughter in his tone.

  “You’re trying to hang out with your cousin, just so that you don’t have to spend time with me.”

  “Angie, you and I aren’t together anymore,” Cade reminded her. “So kindly leave me alone.”

  Then Cade strode away from us and through the crowd. Angie didn’t seem please with his response. She tilted her head, which, evidentially, was a signal for her other tall, skinny, and makeup-infested friends to join her. They all stood around us with their arms crossed as they silently judged me from afar.

  “Cade says she’s his cousin,” Angie explained to one of the girls. “Think he’s lying?”

  “She is his cousin,” Penny said glaring back at Angie.

  “Shut the fuck up, Penny,” scathed Angie. “Everyone hates when you open your mouth and show us your fugly braces.”

  Penny quickly covered her face with her hands and took a few steps backward. I couldn’t believe that this girl had the audacity to speak to her this way.

  “I don’t know who you are,” I said walking up to Angie. “But I do know that no one likes a bitch.”

  “That’s funny,” Angie said as she rolled her eyes. “Is that why you have to hang out with these losers?”

  I started to see red. Something came over me and the next thing I knew, my hand flew across Angie’s face. She turned away with a scream. When she looked back, I saw her makeup had smeared, causing her to look like a deformed clown.

  “You are going to regret this,” she muttered through her teeth. Then Angie and her crew turned around, and headed for the other side of the fair.

  “Wow,” gasped Jill. “I’ve always wanted to do that. But seeing someone else slap Angie Oberstone across the face, felt just a good.”

  “I don’t like her,” I said sternly. “Please, whatever you do, just don’t tell me that the sheriff is her dad.”

  “No, no,” Jill laughed. “She’s just the bratty daughter of a multimillionaire.”

  “Go figure,” I said looking at the mansions that lined the hills.

  “Thanks for standing up for me,” Penny said quietly.

  “It wasn’t a problem,” I said as I hugged Penny. “Now let’s go play some games and forget about that bitch.”

  **

  After the fair had ended, I walked home alone since my aunt and uncle had gone a few hours earlier. The girls and I had fun, but I was beat and weary about coming home so late. It was just after midnight, and I had school the next day. My mother would never have let me stay out this late. However, all of the rich kids of Mayville appeared to be able to do as they pleased. I also supposed that this curfew-less rule included myself.

  The street was dark as two headlights came rushing down the street. Walking along the sidewalk, I couldn’t believe how fast the car was going. It passed me, but then the tires squealed as it spun around in a three-way intersection.

  Turning around, I saw the car heading back my way. It sped up and seemed to be coming straight for me. Suddenly, I realized that it was headed for me.

  Just in time, I leaped out of the way. The headlights canopied me in their glaring rays. Tumbling, I landed on the grass and hit my head against a mailbox on someone’s front lawn.

  “Fucking bitch!” I heard a guy’s voice yell from the driver’s seat as I clambered to my feet. “Go back from where you came from!”

  Without getting a glimpse of his face, I saw the black car speeding away as tears began forming in my eyes.

  Video Games

  I tried to hold myself together when I got home. The house was dark and void of anyone else, so I walked up the stair unbothered. After slipping off my dress, I noticed a gash along the fabric that was too large to fix. Enraged, I crumbled it up and threw it into the trash bin. Suddenly, I couldn’t stop myself fro
m crying. I hated crying, but the tears continued to rain down the sides of my face. My careful sniffling turned, uncontrollably, into heavy sobbing.

  I fell onto the bed, unable to contain my emotions. Though I couldn’t stand my vulnerable state, it was all I could do to cope with everything that I was feeling.

  Abruptly, there was a knock on my bedroom door. I assumed that it was Tim having heard my sobs, so I slipped on my nightgown, and opened the door. Only it wasn’t Tim. Towering above me was the handsome face of my cousin, Cade.

  “What’s wrong?” he asked as soon as he saw my teary eyed face. I noticed that he seemed much cheerier than the first week I had come to the town. I couldn’t speak as just being offered the question; more tears began to flow. “Can I come in?”

  “Yes,” I said while nodding. Cade entered and I closed the door behind him.

  “Why are you crying?” he looked at me with genuine concern in his attractive face. I didn’t want to create more of a messy situation, so I turned my head away. Cade came up behind me and wrapped his arms over of my body. Being close to him was more comforting than I could have imagined. “Tell me, please, Mairead.”

  “A car just tried to run me over.”

  “What?” he yelled. “Are you hurt?”

  “Just a little bruised, but I’m okay, the car missed.”

  “Who was it? Was it Angie?”

  “I don’t know who it was,” I sobbed. “But it was a guy in a black car. He just yelled ‘fucking bitch, go back from where you came from’ and then sped off.”

  “Angie had something to do with it. God, she’s such a jealous bitch! I’m going to get her for this.”

  “No!” I shouted. “Just leave it alone; I don’t want this to get any messier.”

  “It’s already messy.” Cade’s hand reached the bottom of my chin and turned my face toward his. “I can’t have someone hurt you.”

  Suddenly, we were embraced in a kiss. I felt warm and protected in his arms as they reached to the small of my back. My mouth moved against his, taking in his raw scent that seemed to fill my veins with his presence.

  Cade was a well-built enigma to me. Strong and silent with only tiny bursts showing that there was a fun guy hidden underneath the rough exterior. Despite my reservations, the spunky city girl within wanted to act up again, so I pulled away. “Was Angie the girl you were talking to on your tablet?”

  “Maybe,” Cade said. “But it doesn’t matter.”

  “Just wondering,” I stated. “But she was, wasn’t she?”

  “Either way, I don’t think she and I will be having fun together anymore.”

  “I don’t know how you could stood to be around her enough to call her your girlfriend.”

  “Angie?” Cade seemed surprised that I could be talking about the girl with the makeup caked on her face. “She might be a terror, but she’s pretty hot.”

  “She looked like a melted Barbie,” I added.

  “What do you know, anyway?” Cade said as he turned around. “The point is that she is out of my life.”

  “Fair enough,” I said, giving him some room. “You need a new girlfriend.”

  “Maybe,” Cade said in a lower tone. There was another silence. The tension between us was so thick that I could nearly see it. “Who I really want, I’m not allowed to have.”

  “And who is that?” I asked, though I knew the answer. We kissed again. This time, his grip was more intense than before. I started to feel heated. Though my body wanted Cade’s touch, I knew that it was wrong. Still, we persisted, falling onto my bed and tossing about on the comforter. “What happened to that bad boy from the night before?”

  “What bad boy?” Cade smirked.

  “The one who was pissed over me seeing him naked.”

  “Are you sure you want him here?” Cade asked coyly as he looked me up and down.

  “If he’s man enough,” I egged at him. For some reason, I liked both the rough and soft Cade. Quickly, he climbed off of the bed and stared at me.

  “Take off your clothes,” he commanded. I froze.

  “What about you–“

  “Take them off,” he softly, but sternly as he stood just inches from my body. Our eyes met and I could see that he meant business. Strong and silent wasn’t just Cade’s demeanor, it was also his game.

  Slowly, my hand reached the zipper on the back of my nightgown. As soon as it slid down, the fabric parted, and Cade joined me again and shoved his hands inside. He felt the small of my back, and then went lower, grabbing my buttocks around my thong.

  When I went to pull away the dress, his mouth moved downward, kissing me roughly. A rush of blood shot into my head. Cade wasted no time in helping me get naked. We made out in the center of my room as my bra was unfastened, and then my thong was pulled off of my legs.

  There I was, stark naked, and pressed against his clothed body. Cade pulled me so close to him that I could feel his body heat emitting on my skin.

  “I want to show you something,” he grumbled as he slipped a small tablet that he had from his back pocket. Then he placed in on the top of my bureau. Hitting, the camera button, it faced us.

  “What are you doing?” I asked as I watched myself naked in the lens.

  “It’s hot when we can watch it later,” he said.

  “No way,” I started to get nervous.

  “Okay, then,” he said handing me the tablet. “Record me fucking you.”

  “What?”

  “I want you to hold this,” he said as he pushed the tablet into my hands. “I want to watch what it looks like as I plow you on your bed.”

  This, at first, seemed like a terrible idea. However, after I flipped the lens around, I could see him undressing on the screen. Once he kicked off his clothes into a heap, I saw the appeal of watching a muscular, sexy hunk strip for me on camera.

  “Alright,” I agreed. “As long as my face isn’t shown.”

  “You’ll get more comfortable,” Cade smiled as he leaned forward and began kissing my neck. His touch sent a quiver down my spine to my legs. Our naked flesh was pressed together as I watch him move over me. When his mouth slid to my breasts, I viewed through the screen of Cade licking and sucking my nipples. “Fuck, yeah.”

  Everything he did to me was hot, but on camera, it was even hotter. After a few moments, Cade grabbed me, and launched me onto the bed. I sprung up and down with a giggle as he moved between my thighs.

  “Ah…” I sighed as he began licking me.

  “I love your pussy,” he said as he lapped open my hole. “I can’t wait to be inside of you.”

  Cade put on a great show for me on the screen with long, pleasure-filled licks of my pussy and clit. With each suction he acted as though a new flavor had burst in his mouth, each one better than the last.

  “I can’t take it anymore,” Cade said as he propped himself on the bed. I viewed his perfectly chiseled abs flexing in the dim light of the room. His cock was now between my legs, teasing the opening of my pussy lips. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a condom and slipped it onto himself. In one swoop, Cade pushed his hard meat inside of me.

  I gasped, leveraging on the bed with my free hand as I felt Cade’s girth fill me from the inside.

  “Fuck, you’re tight,” he moaned. His cock felt like magic as he plunged into my depths. I refocused the view of the tablet as I got a perfect video of him pounding away at me.

  All I wanted was more of him. Still, I couldn’t handle it all. My body became tense, and I knew that he felt it.

  “Fuck, yes, baby,” he groaned. I knew that he was close, too. However, with his thick cock shoved inside of me, I felt that I would be the first to finish.

  “Yes!” I called out with my teeth clenched. The tablet falls onto the bed. My muscles tensed as Cade brought me to a full orgasm. The sight of me must have excited him. He quickly unsheathed himself from me, and the condom, before shooting pumps of his cream all over my stomach.

  Breathless, I laid ther
e until he joined beside me on the bed. Panting, we cuddled close together. I received another one of his kisses. Exhausted, my eyes closed. I knew that he’d have to go before the morning so that we wouldn’t get caught. However, I didn’t care. Just being near Cade made my new life worth living.

  End of Book I

  The following is a preview…

  Book II: Forbidden Games

  First Game

  “Why monsters?” I asked Penny as we sat on the concrete stadium steps during the first football game of the season. All over, team supporters adorned sapphire jerseys, hats, and even capes with “Mayville Monsters” embroidered on them.

  “Because monsters are awesome,” Penny stated plainly. She looked at me as though she had lost all respect for my sense of style.

  “I think it’s stupid, too,” Jill whispered to me. Only, even through the noise of the surrounding crowd, Penny had overheard her.

  “Team spirit, ladies,” she reminded us as she grabbed a fistful of popcorn. “Here they come!”

  Suddenly, the stadium exploded. Everyone stood to their feet as the Mayville Monsters ran onto the field in their blue uniforms. Near the bottom of the stands, my aunt and uncle clapped wildly. Tim wore a foam hat that looked like a ferocious monster was eating his head.

  The team raised their hands in the air, engaging the crowd for more noise. Looking up, I noticed that Mayville Academy was extremely high tech. Cameras run by students from the Audio Visual Club, raced around the field, projecting high-definition video onto a giant screen.

  I watched as it filmed each of the players, showing their names, positions, and class. When the camera circled Cade, my heart stopped.

  CADE VANDERCAMP #33

  QUARTERBACK

  SENIOR

  It had been over two weeks since Cade and I hooked up in my room. Since then, we had spent every night together. Each time seemed to be more intense than the previous. Cade was gentle, raw, and insatiable. We began fucking all through the night. He wanted to see home many times he could make me come before I couldn’t stand to have him inside of me any longer. So far, the number reached eight orgasms.