Rogue Stud

by Kasey Krane

  Slowly, I guided myself on his cock. My pussy was still throbbing from my orgasm. I wanted more.

  I gasped when he entered me. I lowered myself slowly on top of him at first and then I started moving faster. I was so hungry for more. I didn’t want this to ever stop. I wanted to be able to feel like this forever. With Everett buried deep inside me, his cock filling me up.

  I wrapped my arms around his neck. My hair fell around us, shielding us from the rest of the world like a curtain. He kissed me. We moved in unison. Up and down. In and out. Nothing else existed except our bodies fuzed together like this.

  We came together. He waited for me even though I saw in his eyes that he was close to the edge. But it was beautiful when we orgasmed together, moving violently against each other’s bodies. He shot his cum deep inside me.

  I sighed and rested my head on his shoulder when we were done.

  But I’d be done with him.

  I’d always want more and more of him. This amazing man whose layers I couldn’t wait to start peeling. We were just getting to know each other, but it was an amazing start.

  We hugged each other tightly and I knew it’d be one crazy but happy ride.

  We had no plans of getting out of bed. We had every intention of remaining here, locked up in his bedroom for as long as we could push it.

  “At some point, we’re going to have to face the world and our responsibilities,” I said, staring up at the ceiling.

  “Yeah, at least to go get some food,” he said and we chuckled together.

  I lay naked across Everett’s body while he was underneath me with his arms crossed over me protectively. We’d lost track of time. I had no idea what time of the day it was. Was it the next day? Did we stay awake and talk all through the night?

  Once we started, we couldn’t stop talking.

  He told me about his parents and his childhood. How close he was to his mom and dad, how they were the only ones who seemed to understand and get his ‘free spirit’. He told me about how he wanted to get closer to his brothers and strengthen the bonds of family the way his parents would’ve wanted, however since their death, Everett felt like he’d only pushed them farther away.

  I told him about my childhood and how everything for me had changed when Sean was hit by a drunk driver when he was playing in the street as a kid. I knew from the very beginning I’d protect him and nurture him like he was my own child. I was the only person I trusted to take care of him. Then our parents died and Sean truly had nobody else in the world but me, and my anxieties surrounding his care grew even more. For a long time, it had only been him and me. All this while, I didn’t know if I was prepared to make any changes to that.

  We kissed and made more love in between our non-stop chatter. Somehow, hours and hours went by and we didn’t even notice. This was the longest time I’d spent disconnecting from the rest of my world, and I was amazed by how effortless it felt. I’d never felt this close to anybody before.

  “Maybe you should talk to your brothers the way you’re talking to me right now. Maybe you should let them in a little and give them a chance to see this side of you. It’ll probably take some time and effort, but you’ll get there eventually.”

  He nodded, stroking my bare shoulder absentmindedly as he thought.

  “I feel like this is my shot at having something real. With you, with my brothers, with the business…and I’m not going to blow it away.”

  I reached up to kiss him and he smiled.

  “Maybe we should throw a party,” he said.

  “Wow. Another party!”

  “Yeah, a party to break the tradition of my wild parties. A family party. A calm get together with all the family.”

  “As long as there are no naked girls jumping in the pool, I’m in,” I said and he laughed, before tackling me down on the bed to cover me in kisses.

  Twenty-Eight

  Everett

  My brothers all showed up to the house the next day. Tate, Harris, Jack and Oliver were there. I asked Keira to invite Sean too and I was relieved when he showed up too. I wasn’t sure if he’d be able to forgive me for the mess I was partly responsible for. I didn’t expect him to come. He didn’t owe me anything.

  We shook hands when he came in.

  “I’m not sure what I’m doing here. Keira hasn’t told me anything, but I’m happy to be here,” he said.

  “And I’m happy to hear that,” I replied, leading him into the living room where the others had gathered already.

  The others looked confused too. Nobody knew what this meeting was about, and why Keira was here and some guy in a wheelchair. I waited until everyone had a drink in their hand before I decided to put them all out of their misery.

  “Okay, I’ve called all you guys here because there’s something you have in common.”

  They looked at each other’s faces. Sean especially looked like he was about to burst out laughing. He didn’t look like someone who’d have anything in common with my brothers.

  “I owe all of you an apology,” I said. My eyes met Keira’s from across the room. She had a big proud smile on her face. She was genuinely proud of me and this was exactly the reason why I was doing this. To be able to make her see me in a new light. To make her see I was serious about everything.

  Tate grinned too.

  “I know none of you expected this from me. I wasn’t expecting this from me either, and I know I’ve messed up. I’ve done something recently to upset each of you and I wish I could take it back, but I can’t. Maybe this apology isn’t going to be enough either, but I’m going to work hard and prove to you all that I’m not taking anything for granted anymore.”

  As I spoke, I walked towards Keira. She beamed her bright light at me and I wanted everyone in the room to see I had her. That I was the lucky guy who got to wake up in the morning beside her.

  I reached for her hand and she let me hold it. I brought it up to my lips and kissed her fingers.

  Oliver whooped and Sean chuckled. The tension broke in the room. They now knew what was going on—this was the biggest announcement I’d ever made. They believed me when I said I wanted to turn my life around.

  Keira was right, all I had to do was be honest with my brothers and maybe, now we had a real shot to get closer as a family.

  Then the doorbell rang.

  I had no idea who it could have been.

  Keira offered to go to the door, assuming it was one of my housekeepers maybe, who’d come back to collect something she’d forgotten.

  My brothers and I talked while I enthusiastically introduced Sean to them. I had a feeling they’d get along.

  Then, our conversation was interrupted when Keira appeared at the door but she wasn’t alone. There was a younger girl with her. Someone I didn’t recognize, and from the looks on my brothers’ faces, they didn’t recognize her either.

  “This is Aspen,” Keira said, glancing at the girl with a vague smile. “She says she’s come here to speak to you all about something important. Something you guys will want to hear.”

  I stormed towards them.

  “What is this about? None of us know who you are,” I said.

  There was something about the way she looked at us that said she wasn’t here on casual business. There was something about her eyes.

  “But you should…know me, that is,” she replied.

  “What are you talking about?”

  I’d walked right up to her but she didn’t back away. She just looked back at me defiantly.

  “You should know me because I belong to this family,” she continued.

  My eyes narrowed with suspicion. This girl wasn’t making any sense. Maybe she needed medical attention, I thought in passing.

  “My name is Aspen, and the only reason you don’t know me is because of my mother. Your mother…” At this point, she looked at my brothers around the room. “Our mother…gave me away. She kept me from being a part of this family.”

  I clenched my palms in f
ists, bursting with the need to physically do something to expend the frustration and anger I felt. Then I felt Keira’s hand on my arm. That was enough to hold me back. At least momentarily.

  Tate and Harris come forward.

  “Where are you getting this from?” Tate growled.

  Aspen turned to him, flipping her sleek strawberry blond hair over her shoulder.

  “I have the documents to prove it. I didn’t know about this until recently, or else I would’ve shown up here earlier. I wished I had the chance to meet them before…before they died.”

  “You’re not making any sense here. Why would Mom give you up if you’re really our sister?” Harris rubbed a hand over his forehead.

  I couldn’t understand why they were even entertaining her, asking her questions—when she was so clearly lying to us.

  “Because our father didn’t want me. Because he wasn’t exactly the man all of you thought him to be.”

  I got closer to her, looming over her threateningly. Keira had to grab my arm and pull me back again.

  “I know this isn’t welcome news, and I’m sorry if I caught you all at a bad time, but I just felt like I needed to say something before it was too late,” Aspen continued, meeting my eyes now.

  And when I glared at her, I saw what had struck me as soon as she’d walked into the room. I had seen those eyes before. They belonged to my mother.

  I stormed into the kitchen with Keira hot on my heels.

  I went to the refrigerator and pulled out a carton of milk and drank straight from it. I needed to feel the cold on my lips and down my throat. Then I slammed the door shut and Keira put a hand on my shoulder at the same time.

  “Everett please, let’s talk about this rationally.”

  I spun around to face her. Just her presence there, the way she looked in that moment, the way she looked at me with concern and love…it all got to me.

  I clamped my mouth shut. My muscles relaxed. She stepped closer to me and I realized I really needed to feel the heat of her body near me.

  “There isn’t anything rational about this. It’s an insane story. I don’t know who this girl is. Nobody knows her, and what documents is she claiming to be in possession of? What a load of crap!”

  Keira drew closer and then rested her head on my chest. Maybe she just wanted to see how fast my heart was beating. It was racing.

  I couldn’t help myself. My hands flew up to her waist, then I weaved my fingers in her hair. When she molded to me like that, everything stood still. I felt calm and fulfilled.

  “I know this sounds insane, and you’re right, it’s probably a lie.”

  “There’s no doubt about it. Mom wouldn’t have done something like that. Dad definitely wouldn’t have made her give up a child. Like, what the actual fuck is she talking about?” This time I spoke calmly, even though I felt the anger bubbling under the surface.

  If it wasn’t for Keira’s presence here, I would’ve probably spontaneously combusted by now.

  “Okay yes, that may be true, but what if she isn’t lying? Nothing in this world is impossible, Everett. What if…just what if she’s telling the truth? Wouldn’t you want to just wait for a little bit and find out for yourself?”

  I stared at her while she looked up at me with her big blue eyes. My mind raced just like my heart but I knew there was some sense in what she was saying.

  “So what the fuck am I supposed to do now?”

  “Just wait and see what happens. You don’t have to do anything, right? Just find out the truth for yourself.”

  I tightened my grip around her body and she snuggled into me.

  The last few weeks had been a rollercoaster, and I wasn’t sure if I would’ve survived it without her. I wasn’t sure if I’d survive the future without her either.

  The most important task of my life would be keeping her close.

  Sneak Peak at Big Stud

  Chapter 1

  Amanda

  I was running late and I really wished I wasn’t. I didn’t want to disappoint Daisy once again. This was already the third time I’ve been late picking Daisy up from daycare this week and I knew she deserved better.

  All the other mothers and fathers were always on time, bright and happy, with big exciting plans for the evening. I was hardly ever on time, I couldn’t be bright even though I was always happy to see my little girl—I was just exhausted from working long shifts all day and most nights. And we couldn’t afford movie tickets or pizza parties, so Daisy didn’t usually have much to look forward to when we went home.

  And yet, my shining little girl always came running into my arms, even this evening when I was almost forty-five minutes late.

  “I’m sorry baby, I know I’m late. I know you’ve been waiting,” I said, holding her close to me. Tears sprang up in my eyes as she snuggled me and threw her arms around my neck.

  The two daycare employees who had to watch her threw me looks. I was afraid one of these days they’d tell me they couldn’t keep doing this. That I’d have to make other arrangements.

  “It’s okay Mommy, can we go home now?” Daisy asked, resting her head on my shoulder.

  I knew exactly how lucky I was to have been blessed with a daughter like her. I didn’t know how I’d make it through this life without her in it.

  I stroked her hair and carried her in my arms as we walked back home. She was getting very big and too heavy for me to carry all the way. Daisy was already four. But I didn’t want to let her go. I kept her on my hip as much as my muscles burned and ached.

  “Did you have a good day?”

  “Yes, Mommy.”

  “I missed you. I was thinking about you.”

  “I missed you too, Mommy.”

  Daisy wasn’t smiling as much as she usually did. Instead, her little pink mouth turned down in a grimace. At first I thought it was just because I was late picking her up.

  “I’m sorry baby, I promise I’ll try and be better with time. I’ll try not to keep you waiting.”

  “Why do all my friends have daddies and I don’t?” she blurted out.

  I stopped in my tracks and we looked at each other. Daisy searched my eyes for an answer and I wished there was somewhere I could hide my face.

  I didn’t know how to answer that question. I was lucky she’d never asked this question before, but I wasn’t prepared for it now.

  Daisy waited for a response while I blinked away my tears furiously. How was I supposed to explain to my four year old daughter that her daddy never wanted her?

  ***

  I had to put her down to compose myself and maybe she sensed something was wrong.

  As sweet as ever, she weaved her fingers with mine as we continued walking.

  “Are you sad you don’t have a daddy?” I managed to ask. I couldn’t just shut her out. However, I was determined to keep her from the truth. I’d never let her know she was unwanted by the man who was supposed to love her unconditionally.

  “Yes Mommy, a little. Suzy’s daddy is going to take her camping this weekend and Natalia’s daddy built her a treehouse. Isn’t that cool?”

  “It’s very cool, baby. If you want, maybe we can go camping together sometime.”

  I regretted it almost as soon as I said it because not only did I not know the first thing about camping, but I didn’t have the time. I worked two jobs and tried to get in as many hours of work I could manage in the day. It was the only way to make ends meet and still try and give Daisy a comfortable life.

  I wanted her to have everything she needed, with some room for the things she wanted. Thankfully, Franklin wasn’t an expensive town to live in, but the older Daisy got, the more expensive our life did too.

  “But I want to go camping with my daddy. Why don’t I have a daddy to build me a treehouse?”

  I stroked her beautiful blond hair. I wished she knew how much I wanted to make her happy. How much I wished I could give her a normal life. But that ship had sailed a long time ago.

  The
man who helped me create this beautiful person, wasn’t the man I thought he was.

  He was the man my mother had warned me against. The man all my friends told me to stay away from.

  I should’ve listened to them. I shouldn't have foolishly followed my heart. I shouldn’t have fallen so hard for his good looks and charm. I wished I’d known better.

  But I was only twenty years old. Practically a teenager still. I didn’t know what I was doing. I thought I’d met my Prince Charming, until the universe gave me a rude awakening.

  He was no Prince Charming. He was the worst thing that's happened to me.

  “Not all children have daddies who live with them, baby. I’m sorry you feel sad about it.” I tried to be as kind to Daisy as I could, but I knew she was too young to be able to cope well with the emotions she was experiencing.

  “So where does my daddy live?”

  “Very far away,” I lied.

  “When will he come see me?”

  “I don’t know, baby.”

  “Can you ask him?”

  I nearly choked on my own tears but I smiled at her nevertheless.

  “Okay, I’ll ask him. But I don’t want you to worry, okay? You’ll meet him some day, but it may not be soon. In the meantime, you have to grow up and become strong and smart and beautiful so when you do finally meet him, he’ll wish he met you sooner. Do you understand, baby?”

  I was down on one knee in front of her, brushing her hair and cheek as I spoke. I didn’t expect her to understand but Daisy nodded. Then she threw her arms around my neck again and I pressed my wet cheeks to hers.

  ***

  By the time we got back to our little apartment, it seemed like Daisy had thankfully forgotten about the heart wrenching conversation we just had.

  “What’s for dinner, Mommy?” she asked excitedly.

  It was going to be pasta in store-bought tomato sauce, as it always was. I’d have to hurry through dinner and bath time before getting ready for my night shift at the club.