Claiming Red: The O'Connell Family

by C. M. Steele

  I tried not to look at him when she finished his wash. She rinsed him and led him back to his seat and started his cut his short dark hair. He could still see me through the mirror I realized. I had been caught staring. Hell, if I gave a fuck, he started it. I don’t know why he came in to get a cut his hair was great the way it was. She came back to me, leaving him mid cut, to rinse my hair out. She was working hard, I guess handsome didn’t tolerate waiting well. Once she sat me back in the chair and let my think hair towel dry, she went back over to him.

  She finished his hair in like two minutes. She gave him a final look over, dusted off his shirt and ran her hands through his hair.

  “Are you picking me up tonight for dinner?” I could hear their conversation and I was not liking the way it was going.

  “Of course Claire.”

  “Rick, you look handsome as always.” The dark pixie turned to me, “I will walk this guy out, and then I will be back to get over here.”

  “See you later Red.” He winked at me and walked away with his hand on the small of her back. I felt my heart race in complete and utter jealousy, I don’t know why. They were having an intimate conversation and I was so irritated with myself. I can’t wait until this date tomorrow; I need to get my mind away from a taken man. I didn’t like the reaction he was bringing out in me, but I still watched as he put his suit jacket back on and walked out the door, into the summer sun.

  Chapter 3: Rick

  She is so beautiful that I couldn’t help, but stare. I looked at my fire queen siting over there, with her hair wrapped in a towel, as I tried to have a conversation with Claire. My thoughts were all over the place. I pictured her just out of the shower after I pounded into her. She was still glaring; she had been glaring at me the entire time Claire was cutting my hair. I could see her glaring at me for driving into her too hard, but she would get used to it because for some reason I wanted to punish her sweet ass. Keep glaring, Red, at least I knew I affected her.

  “Claire don’t cut her hair short. Find out everything about her before you are done with her. I want to know everything by tonight.” My attitude was getting ruder by the moment. Red was doing something to me, and I wasn’t particularly liking the results. I was getting harder every second and it was pissing me off.

  “Rick are you serious, since when do you pick up women at my salon?”

  “Hey sis, don’t worry. Today is the first and the last. You are looking at your future sister-in-law.” I dropped a bombshell on her and it showed.

  “Close your mouth. I will see you later.”

  I looked down on the counter and opened her scheduling book, looked for her name, saw the number on the list, and put it in my phone.

  “That’s not her number, it’s her mothers.”

  “I don’t care. I’ll get what I need from it.” I kissed my sister’s cheek and took one more glance at my beauty. Her eyes were giving me the death glare. I wondered was it because she really didn’t like me, or was it because she was jealous of my sister? I walked out smiling. Whatever her problem was, it didn’t matter. I decided, while Claire was washing my hair, I was keeping her, forever. Now, I needed to see what I was up against. I didn’t even know how old she was. Fucked to hell, I hope she was at least legal. She looked young as shit.

  I thought about what I had heard come from her mouth. I knew she was full of shit when it came to her date, but fuck if I was letting her go out with some other guy. I heard her tell her mother off for setting her up, so I know she just wanted to make me wait, my turn, damn brat.

  I pulled out my phone as I jumped into my truck. I thought about calling the mother, but I didn’t want her to influence, Red. Knowing what I know so far, Red would rebel. “Roger, I need all the information attached to this number, but my concern is the daughter named Samantha. Anything that has to do with her, I want to know about it. Find everything, get back to me in two hours with what you can.” I wanted the information like yesterday, but I needed to grow some fucking patience.

  I hung up, I knew my guy would get the information I needed, and he always did. Although, I never had him look up anyone for personal reasons before. I wasn’t concerned that she had anything that would embarrass me in her past. I just wanted to know if there was anyone who would stand in my way. I doubted she did. If she had a date, then she didn’t have a boyfriend.

  I had a lot of shit to do now that my plans had changed. I called and canceled the meeting for tomorrow. Hell, I am the fucking boss, I could do what the fuck I wanted and I told my assistant, Ann, just that when she questioned me about it. She had the nerve to question me. Really, I was tempted to fire her flirty ass, but I wasn’t in the mood to search for a new assistant. I spent the next two hours trying to get some work done, but Red kept getting in my head. So, I headed to the family jeweler. I wanted the most beautiful ring made. I spent the remaining time picking out the perfect one for my Red.

  I couldn’t wait any longer. When I got in my truck, and went call him, but Roger beat me to the punch as my phone rang in my hand.

  “Hey Rick, I got everything you needed. The number belonged to Rhonda Lake, she and her husband Edward Lake live outside of town in a nice little mansion, but they are reported to have financial problems. Their records show at least three large influxes of cash, but no real steady income to explain where it came from, rings shady as fuck. As for the girl, Samantha Lake, she is seventeen years old, about to be eighteen in a few days. She left her parent’s house last year. Something must have happened because there has been no contact between her parents and her, until about two weeks ago.”

  “Well what else?”

  “She graduated high school last week. She has been working since she turned sixteen, at the local mall.” Fuck, trying to get this information from him was like I was pulling teeth.

  “Where has she been living? Please tell me she hasn’t been living in a shelter or some shit.”

  He paused and I didn’t like that shit. People only paused like that if they knew you wouldn’t like what they were going to tell you.

  “No sir, she lives in an apartment with some guy named Brady Williams.”

  That was all I got because somewhere between living with some guy and his name I kind of lost it. She was living with another man, murder was on my mind. What the fuck? I just clicked the phone off, my blood pressure must have been through the roof. I punched the steering in frustration. I wanted to belt this fuck in the head.

  I drove back to the salon, in a rush, to find out what Claire had learned. According to Tad, my Red had just left with her shrew of a mother and some really sexy, hot beefy guy, his words exactly. I could tell from her scolding earlier that they had money problems and wondered if this Brady was her first sugar daddy or was he the poor ‘friend’. I stormed into the back where Claire was on the phone. I was huffing like she had done something wrong, but I needed answers now.

  “Hey I will call you back. My brother is here and practically breathing fire. Yeah talk to you later.” She rolled her eyes.

  “What’s up big bro? Got your panties in a twist?” She repeated Red’s words from earlier, but I wasn’t in the mood for her shit, right now.

  “Tell me now Claire. I am not in the mood for your shit.”

  “Hey chill. If you don’t, I won’t tell you what I learned.”

  “Fine, Claire I am sorry. What did you find out?” I hated surrendering, especially to this brat, but my mind needed some relief.

  “Well she is going to be eighteen, a bit young for you. Her mother and she don’t see eye to eye for shit. She has a hot date tomorrow with a rich sexy man. She wasn’t interested until she saw his picture and I couldn’t blame her, its Antonio Moreno. That man is something else.” Moreno! He was older than me and was a ladies man.

  “The fuck if that is going to happen. What else?” My head was reeling.

  “Oh she was picked up by this other guy who was so hot. I never seen a hotter guy. She had been texting him the whole time
I was doing her hair. From what I could read, he was stalling her mother outside of the salon, and that he was picking her up before going back to their apartment. Lucky bitch, if I had that handsome guy living with me he wouldn’t be getting out of bed and I wouldn’t be looking for another date.”

  “Ugh gross, Claire. Please let me pretend that you are innocent. Well anything else?”

  “No, well, she did ask me if you came in here all the time. I told that you come every two weeks to get your haircut and to chat with me.”

  “What the fuck? Now she probably thinks we are together.”

  “Bro, I did it on purpose. You know nothing about women besides what they look like naked.”

  “Hey I resent that shit. I know something about women, little sisters are brats.”

  “Hahaha, get over it. She is interested in you. She couldn’t help, but ask even though I could tell she was feeling awkward. Well what are you going to do lover boy?”

  “You’ll see soon.”

  I walked out letting her know I will pick her up in an hour.

  “Roger, her address.” I headed right over there. Nothing was going to stop me from getting her out of that apartment, Brady or no Brady. Luckily it wasn’t far away. I could actually walk there, but I had dinner plans in a bit.

  I pulled up to nice apartment in a good neighborhood. So, the fuck had a good job. I hate him even more. I was getting out of my car when I saw Travis Williams exiting the building and go into a pickup truck. I haven’t see that guy in years. Not since my uncle’s issues landed on our doorstep. What the fuck was he doing here? Wait, was Brady his brother? Does he even have a brother? I don’t have time for this shit.

  I knocked on her door. She opened it and my decision was made. Either way she is coming with me whether she wants to or not. She looked fucking stunning. Her hair was perfect and the makeup was subtle. I thought she was fucking beautiful before, but whatever my sister did, she was too damn sexy. I am going to kick Claire in her ass. She did this to tick me off.

  “What are you doing here?” For a brief moment, I could have sworn I’d seen a smile before the grimace.

  “I am here to take you out tonight.”

  “The fuck you are, I don’t want to go anywhere with you, ever.” I was trying not to let my jealousy get the better of me, but she was willing to go out with a guy, from just a picture, with a reputation worse than mine.

  “So what was Travis Williams doing here?”

  “Who is Travis Williams?”

  “Good, so he was visiting someone else. Is your other lover here?” Williams was a common last name.

  “What lover?” As she looked at me, confused, I walked into her place. I wasn’t going to let her get away with playing dumb with me. That shit was just pissing me off.

  “The fuck you got living with you.” I looked around and the place was neat as fuck, and everything looked too expensive for a girl who ran away.

  “He is none of your business.” I was about to tell her, everything she did was now my business but I spotted a picture on the counter and low and behold it was her and Travis Williams. Interesting, I wonder if she knew. I know a way to get rid of him from her life now.

  “Let’s go. I have dinner plans tonight and you are my date.”

  “Hey dude, I don’t even know you and again you are trying to boss me around. Get the fuck out, before I call Brady, and have him come back here.” She grabbed her phone to make like she was going to call him, but I had nothing to lose and I am pretty sure, Brady/Travis, whatever he wanted to call himself did.

  “Please do babe, I would love to have a talk with Williams. In fact I will give him a call right now.” I had snatched the phone from her little hands. She pulled at my arm to stop me from contacting him. The feel of her hand on my arm, even through my suit, had me hard as fuck.

  “Fine, I will go with you, but only this one time.” The little brat had the nerve to be put out as she took her phone back. I touched her angry cheek, with the back of my hand, making her blush. “We’ll see about that, Samantha.”

  “I need to change into something a little nicer, excuse me.” She tried to hide that shit, but that blush was a clear sign; she liked my touch.

  I walked around her apartment waiting for her and on the table was a stack of photos from her graduation and almost every picture had Travis in it, but none had her parents in them. What the fuck was up with that situation. I needed to find out. They seemed toxic to her and I don’t want them around my wife and kids.

  She came out of the bedroom and I nearly came in my pants. What the fuck was she wearing? That dress screamed ‘look at me’. It was tight from top to bottom in a rich dark blue. Her breast were straining to make an appearance and her ass was perfect. I wanted to tell her to go change, but I needed to get going.

  “You look so gorgeous.” I was practically salivating, when she blushed at my compliment. She grabbed her purse and turned off the kitchen light.

  “Let’s go, dude.” She sounded like she was going to the gallows to down play the attraction between us. It wasn’t going to work with me.

  “Red, don’t sound too excited. My name is Rick. Now come on, we have to pick up Claire.” She came up to me looking pissed, just as I opened the front door. I looked down at her angry face and caught her breasts give a bounce, fuck if my dick didn’t just jump.

  “So you are taking two dates. I know you are arrogant, but this is too much. You think you can have it all.” Ooh, my girl’s fire was burning hot and high, Claire might be right. She thought Claire and I were a couple.

  “First, I can have anything I want, but babe two women at once would be too much stress and pressure. Besides Claire isn’t my girl; she is my baby sister.” I watched as the expression changed on her face.

  “Wait, you mean Claire O’Connell is your sister? That means, you are Rick O’Connell?”

  “Yes babe, I am and I expect you to be on your best behavior tonight. Now come along and pretend that you actually like me.”

  “That’s a tall order.” Wow the little girl has a big bad attitude. Let’s see if she can handle a real man. I closed the front door again and turned to her.

  “Really, little girl you are playing with fire.” I pushed her against the door, gripping her hands and lifting them above her head, as my lower body held her still, pressing my erection against her belly. I stood still in that moment absorbing the feel of her against me, listening to her gentle panting. I could feel the gentle shivers, going through her. Then I bent my head to her ear and growled, “Be careful, you got me close to the edge, Red.” I gently bit her ear, moving down her neck, kissing until I reached her pretty glossy pink lips.

  “Little girl you have no idea how much trouble you are in.” The moment my lips touched hers, I knew she wasn’t the only one in trouble. She could own me, I needed to get the upper hand. Her lips were beautifully soft, I licked and nipped at them until she opened them for me, with an inaudible plea. I don’t know what she asked for because I was too busy, claiming what I wanted. My tongue made its way in to play with hers. The movement of hers as it fought with mine for domination had me thinking she had kissed a lot. I pulled back to look at her and her eyes were glazed as she slowly opened them. The pleasure at her panting had me going for more. I murmured just as my lips went down to her neck, “You are mine. This changes everything baby. I was planning to give you some time, but not now, not knowing that I will never get enough of this. These lips of mine are claiming you, all of you.” As I made my way back from her neck, I felt her grinding her pussy against my cock. I picked her up and she wrapped her thighs around me as I ground into her. Trying to ease the ache for both of us. I jumped back when she moaned out my name.

  “Fuck, Red, I didn’t mean for this to go so far.” We were both breathing hard and I could have sworn she came on me. She was so responsive, and somehow I knew that it was me that brought that out in her, or maybe it was just wishful thinking.

  “Yes, we need
to stop, we are moving way too fast.” Hey she was getting ahead of herself with that one. I just meant I hadn’t planned to fuck her here. I needed time with her because I knew our first time could be against an apartment door, and I didn’t want it to be that cheap. Plus I knew her ex-lover could come back at any time and he carried a gun.

  “Samantha, I we are not moving fast. I plan to speed things up really soon.” I kissed her lips quickly and backed away. She watched as I adjusted my cock, and fucking licked her lips. That was not the move an innocent made, I am going to kill Williams. I grabbed her hand and dragged her out of the apartment, barely allowing her to lock the door.

  Chapter 4: Samantha

  Holy fuck, I think I just had an orgasm, my panties needed changing. We hurried out of the apartment and into a massive, bad ass, Hummer. At least the guy had good taste in rides. He opened the door and helped me up into the beast, lightly caressing my ass, then smiled up at me, the sly bastard. I turned to say something to him, but he stopped me with a kiss. Fucking man was going to be the death of my cooch. He ran around to the other side and hopped in, with urgency.

  “Are you buckled in?” My lips were tender. I was hardly paying attention when he asked as though I was a little kid, okay gramps.

  “Yes, sir.” He turned to me, his eyes blazing with something I didn’t understand, he looked sad for a moment.

  “Just so you know babe, I am twenty-eight, is that too old for you?” Hell had I said that aloud. He sounded actually worried about it. After the way I moaned like a whore as he ground himself on me or was it me who rode him? How could he have any doubt?

  “What do you mean?”

  “Do you know what this is?” He pointed between us.

  “Just some make up and styling making me attractive.”

  “Sweetheart, this is chemistry that damn near combustible. I wanted you with the baseball cap and sneakers. Your look now is hot as fuck, but so was that other relaxed shit.”