“You're so beautiful,” Stephen whispered, as his lips trailed down my neck.

My body arched against his body when he slowly lowered me onto the bed. I moaned as his hand cupped my breasts before slowly sliding down my side again. He was just about to pull the shirt from my body when the scene suddenly changed.

I was no longer with Stephen in his room. I was surrounded by darkness until lights started to flicker. Michael appeared in front of me, he wore his police uniform proudly. But the eyes staring at me were filled with so much hatred.

“You're a bastard child. You don't belong in this family. You're not my daughter- you're an intruder! You need to get out.”

A scream fell from my lips when his hands closed around my neck. I couldn't breathe. My eyes watered as I stared at him– as I tried to get his hands off me. The longer he held on, the further I began to fade. I was dying. My father was killing me.

“Alia.”

My eyes snapped open.

Through blurry eyes I stared at him as he spoke again.

“Alia!”

My body jerked in fright as my eyes snapped open to stare up at Kate. She was hovering above me with a frown between her eyebrows. Giving her a small smile, I sucked in air as I turned onto my back.

“Are you okay?”

“I'm fine,” I lied smoothly.

How could I dump my problems on my best friend when she already had her own?

Two weeks had passed since I found out the truth. I've been avoiding going home for as much as I possibly could. My mom had tried to speak to me twice, but I brushed her off. The fact that she had an affair with my uncle– my biological father– was sickening. I've been living all these years with him right under my nose and I never noticed.

I was so focused on impressing a man I thought of as my father, that I didn't notice the things that were missing.

Mike– my uncle Mike was actually my father. I haven't told Stephen about it either. We met regularly at the café we first met us. He told me that it would have to stay that way until the complaint against him was dropped.

All that was allowed between us was a brief kiss when he showed up and before he left. I could tell that he was stressed about everything, and I thought about ending things between us just to make the stress go away. But every time I opened my mouth the end it the words would fail me.

I was slowly but surely starting to fall for him which was extremely bad. I couldn't– he made that perfectly clear.

“The shower is all yours Alia,” Kate muttered, snapping me back to reality.

“Thanks.”

I grabbed my clothes and made my way into the bathroom across the hall. The water wasn't as hot as I liked, but I couldn't complain. I've been staying with Kate since Friday and I knew she was getting sick of me. It was strange because she usually never had a problem with this before.

We used to have sleepovers all the time before things got serious at school. A thought hit me but I quickly brushed it off, Kate wasn't like that.

I quickly finished my shower and got dressed before walking into Kate's room again. I was meeting Stephen at the café in half an hour before heading home. This week was going to be busy at school.

School was closing on Friday for three weeks. Which meant my birthday was about three and a half weeks away. I was itching just to spend a day with Stephen again– to feel his lips and hands on my body.

My mind trailed off as I started packing my things. We never made the doctor's appointment for my birth control. In fact he never mentioned it after that morning.

“Hey, I was thinking,” Kate muttered as she entered her bedroom. “Why don't we go to the beach this holiday?”

I took a seat on the spare bed, pondering over her words. “It would be great if we had money for a hotel and all the shit that comes with such a trip.”

“What if I can get us a place to stay right at the beach?” She tilted her head. “All that we have to pay for is the fuel money to get us there and back. Maybe some spending money and that's about it.”

“What about our parents?”

“You've been avoiding yours for a while. My mom won't mind watching Derrick for a few days-”

“Why can't he come with us?” I questioned. “Neither he or I have been to the beach. It'll be a great opportunity for you to spend more time with him.”

“What about your birthday?” She stood and made her way over to her closet. “I was actually planning on getting you drunk. You only turn eighteen once.”

“I don't know Kate,” I muttered.

Going away now wasn't on my to-do list. I wanted to spend my birthday with my family and all my friends.

“We'll make it a trip to remember,” she smiled at me.

“We'll invite the whole gang and some extra people.”

“Delilah has been avoiding us if you haven't noticed, and Dane won't come. You know his parents would never allow it.”

“Right.” For a few minutes she stood silently, and then she spun around to look at me. “You can invite Stephen and his brother and I'll invite two other people.”

I winced, letting my eyes drop. Going on a trip with my boyfriend and my best friend who slept together, and don't forget our teacher. It would definitely end in disaster. Pain flashed through me when I remembered what Kate had told me that day.

“Just think about it and then we'll talk.”

* * *

I pulled into an open parking space in front of the café. For a few minutes I sat in the car and stared at the steering wheel. Kate's words repeated in my head. Getting away from everything would be fucking great. My phone started ringing which caused me to snap back to reality. I glanced at the screen before allowing it to go on ringing. Mom was calling me again– for the fifth time this morning.

Opening the door, I got out of my car and locked it. My hand was on the handle of the door when a car hooted behind me. I glanced over my shoulder and instantly caught sight if Stephen.

A smile slipped onto my lips as I hurried towards his truck. He opened the door for me and waited until I got in before driving off.

“Where are we going?”

“For a picnic,” he said.

“What about the detectives?”

“You don't have to worry about them anymore,” Stephen said softly, as he slowed the truck at the stop sign. “The case was closed.”

A huge smile broke out on my face. Without thinking I unclipped my seatbelt and threw myself at him. His body was tense against mine and his lips unmoving, but it quickly changed when I licked his bottom lip. Stephen groaned and then parted his lips for my tongue to slip inside his mouth.

His arm wrapped around my waist to pull me tightly against his chest. The kiss was quickly ended when the car behind us started to blast his horn. Stephen gave me a wink as he started to drive again. Instead of moving back to my seat again, I sat beside him and placed my hand on his thigh. His body jerked but he didn't say anything.

The longer we were on the road, the higher my hand moved. He slowed the truck at another stop sign and I took the chance. I cupped his cock and gave him a firm squeeze.

“Are you trying to make us crash baby?” Stephen asked huskily. I shook my head and gave him a sweet smile.

“I just want to show you how much I missed you.”

“Can't you wait until we get to our destination?”

“Where's the fun in that?” As I spoke I gripped his zipper.

His hand closed around my wrist to stop my movement. I glanced up at him, his jaw was clenched tightly and eyes squeezed shut. Stephen sucked in a shaky breath then opened his eyes to look down at me.

“Fuck-it baby don't look at me like that,” his eyes dropped to my lips. “Alia.”

His hold had loosened on my wrist when he captured my lips again. I took the opportunity to unfasten his pants and slip my hand inside. A gasp left my lips when I came into contact with direct skin– he wasn't wearing any underwear.

“You're going to be the death of me Alia Dune,” he groaned.

I gave him a smile before focusing my attention on his dick. Pulling his dick from his pants, I lightly traced the veins with my finger tips. I glanced up at him then out the front window before lowering my body onto the seat.

He was breathing harshly and his hands were gripping the steering wheel tightly.

“Jesus.”

I sucked on the tip then pulled back to lick the piercing. Another groan fell from his lips. I glanced up at him as I licked the underside. His eyes were focused on me which worried me but it only lasted a few seconds.

Stephen snapped his eyes back to the road but buried one of his hands in my hair.

“If we get caught both of us would be spending the night in jail baby.”

I hummed, and then sucked him into my mouth. I took as much of him into my mouth as I could and used my hand to stroke the part that didn't fit. His hand in my hair tightened as his hips jerked upwards causing me to gag. I instantly pulled back letting out a cough.

“I'm sorry baby, I keep forgetting you're new to this.”

“It's okay.”

My attention was once again focused on his dick. The liquid escaping from the little hole caught my attention. I was briefly aware of the truck stopping and of Stephen focusing his full attention on me.

His hands moved my hair out of the way until he gripped it with one hand in a makeshift ponytail. His other hand moved to cup my chin then slowly slid down to my neck.

“Relax your throat baby,” he ordered hoarsely. “If your throat is relaxed you'll be able to take me deeper into your mouth.”

I pulled back slightly to swallow before doing as he told me. He sank right to the back of my throat, and for a few seconds I was able to keep him there until my gag reflex kicked in again. My stomach heaved making me pull back.

“You're doing great baby.” His encouragement was all I needed to continue. “Shit I'm so close baby. Fuck! You want me to cum in your mouth?”

I hummed my answer. His hand in my hair tightened seconds before his hips bucked upwards. Stephen let out a low groan as a shudder racked through his body.

I had to swallow as fast as I could when he started coming in my mouth.

Sitting up, I wiped my mouth as I watched him. Stephen was leaning back against the seat with his eyes closed. I could just make out the shaking of his hand as he wiped his face.

A few minutes passed in complete silence. Letting out another groan, he finally opened his eyes to look at me. Giving me a lazy smile, he reached out and gripped the back of my neck.

Stephen leaned forward to press his lips against mine. The kiss was extremely gently– a lot different from the other kisses we had shared.

“That was the best head I've ever had,” Stephen whispered against my lips.

My cheeks heated and satisfaction filled me, but it quickly died down. I looked him right in the eye before asking the question I've been dying to know.

“Have you slept with Kate?”