Alia answer your phone.

Why aren’t you answering me?

Fuck Alia. Answer me! Fuck this.

If you don’t answer me in five minutes I’m coming over there.

I stared at the last message in dismay. I didn’t want him to come over. Why was he suddenly so concerned all of the sudden? I locked my phone, and turned onto my side. My eyes fell on the teddy bear I had thrown into the corner of my room. Pain shot through me. For two weeks he hasn’t spoken a word to me. I’ve managed to avoid him and everything to do with him.

School had started again and everything was pretty much back to normal. Just like it was before Stephen appeared.

I wished the memories I had with him could fade. It hurt to think about it, about him. I’ve fallen head over heels in love with him, a mistake on my part. It was my own fault. He said he didn’t want any feelings involved, but haven’t that changed the moment he asked me to be his girlfriend. Why did he ask me to be his girlfriend if he knew it wouldn’t last? My body jerked in fright when my phone started vibrating next to me. I glanced at the screen. The urge to ignore the call was strong, but I knew that he wouldn’t understand if I didn’t talk to him. I turned onto my back. Sucking in a deep breath, I answered.

“Why the hell are you ignoring me? Fuck Alia, do you have any idea how worried I was? After what happened-“

“Why are you worried now?” I questioned him. “You’ve been ignoring me for most part.”

“Alia-“

“I’m done,” I whispered. “I can’t do this anymore.” My voice cracked.

“What do you mean?” There was an edge to his voice when he finally spoke. “Done with what? Are you mad at me for not answering your calls? I’m sorry baby. You know I’ve been busy with the case-“

“It’s not about the case or you ignoring my calls. It’s about something else. I don’t w-want to talk about. P-please just let it go Stephen. It’s over b-between us.”

I ended the call before he could say anything else. Dropping my phone back onto the bed, I curled into myself and allowed the tears to wet my pillow.

***

“Exams start next week. I want you all to be prepared. Go over the pages I gave you!” Mrs. Sutton called as the bell rang.

She walked over to her desk and sank down gratefully into the leather chair. I waited until everyone had walked out of the classroom before picking up my bag, and making my way towards her.

“What can I help you with dear?” she questioned softly, as she glanced up.

I bit my lip, and then sank down on the chair closest to her. My hands were shaking so I clutched it tightly in my lap.

“Alia?”

“I was wondering if I could talk to you?”

“Of course dear. You know you can. Is something bothering you? Did something happen?”

I kept my eyes on the wall. “About a month and a few weeks ago I found out that my father isn’t my real father. My mother had an affair.”

“She told you that herself?”

I nodded. After slight hesitation, I told her everything. I left out a few things but tried to stick as close to the truth as possible. When I was finished she sat silently. I could feel her eyes burning into my head.

“Do you hate them for lying to you?” I shrugged. “I’m sure what they did was for a reason. Sometimes lies are made up to hide the ugly truth. You’re old enough to understand that some things led to another. There must be a reason as to why your mother had an affair. Why your father treats you the way he does. Life is short Alia.” A gently hand squeezed my shoulder. “Talk to them. Find out why they did what they did. Only when you know the truth, will you be able to move on.”

After a muttered thanks, I grabbed my bag and walked out of the classroom. The school yard was mostly deserted, only the sport kids were walking around. I went over everything she said in my head as I walked towards my car. I wasn’t paying attention, and I wished I had.

“Alia.”

Stephen straightened, his peculiar eyes locking with mine. I took a step backwards, ready to run, but he was prepared. An arm wrapped around my waist and lifted me straight from the ground.

My fist connected with his arm as he carried me towards my car. He placed me down, and then used his body to cage me in.

“What’s going on Alia? Have you gotten new messages? Has than man been following you?”

“What are you doing here?”

“You won’t answer my calls or texts. You just broke things off and I want to know why.”

I swallowed, and then finally found the courage to look up at him. My eyes instantly dropped to the bruised skin beneath his eyes.

“Why did you end things?” 

“B-because you’re a lying bastard!” I managed to get out.

“A cheating lying bastard.” A lump formed in my throat as my eyes began to fill with tears again. With my hands against his chest, I managed to push him away. My bag slipped from my shoulders and fell onto the ground.

Stephen blinked at me and then he laughed. “A lying cheating bastard. Alia-“

“Don’t lie!” I yelled. “I saw her. I fucking saw her in your house naked. I heard you! I heard everything.”

“Who? I don’t know what you’re talking about Alia!” he yelled, throwing his hand in the air.

“T-that bitch from the café. S-she was in your house. I- I heard you fucking. I saw... heard. You lying b-bastard!”

The dam broke free. A sob fell from my lips as tears started to drip down my cheeks. Shaking my head, I span around ready to get into my car and drive off. The door was slammed shut the moment I opened it. When I turned around Stephen was right behind me. He placed his hands on either side of me then used his body to press me back against my car.

One of his hands cupped my chin to force my eyes up to his. His eyes trailed over my face. He leaned down causing a whimper to fell from my lips. Stephen brushed his lips softly against mine. His tongue stroked my bottom lip. Then he was kissing me. Fiercely. Possessively. He took control of my mouth which made my body melt against his. I could taste the saltines of my tears.

I was sure that he could taste it too. One of his hands gripped mine and guided it down between our bodies.  My mouth fell open when I felt the bulge in his pants.

“My dick hasn’t been near any pussy since he’s been in yours. He doesn’t think about another pussy. All he wants is you.” He bit my bottom lip. “All I want is you. I haven’t fucked anyone else since I saw you in that café.”

“I saw her.”

“No baby,” he shook his head. “You heard Nathan and her fucking. You saw his fuck-buddy.”

“Y-your truck was there.”

“I was in the gym,” he muttered. “Why do I have the feeling that you don’t want to believe me?”

“You’ve been avoiding me,” I whispered.

“Not on purpose baby.” His hand trailed down to my neck. “I told you that I’ve been working on the case. We got some new leads and we need to check it out before it disappears. You have no idea how many times I had to use my hand to take care of myself. All I can think about is you. You and how amazing your fucking body felt clenched so tightly around my dick.”

Unconsciously my hand tightened around his dick. He groaned, thrusting his hips forward.

“You’re a distraction baby,” he whispered, “the best kind.”

My cheeks heated. “You-“

“I what?” his lips twitched.

“You m-masturbate?”

“Only since I’ve met you,” he smirked. “Do you?”

“I-I haven’t.”

“Then we should change that,” he whispered against my lips.

My body melted against his as he once again captured my lips. I stroked his dick slowly, mimicking the motion of his tongue. Stephen moaned, breaking the kiss to bury his face against my neck. My stomach quivered.

“Let’s get out of here baby.” He pulled away from me, and rather stiffly bent to pick up my bag. “I’ll drive.”

The drive to his house was spent in silence. I followed Stephen down the path to his front door. He unlocked it and stepped inside. The moment I stepped through the door his lips were smashed against mine. He stepped forward pressing me against the front door. One of his hands gripped my thigh and hooked it around his waist. I moaned, gripping his shoulders as I started to grind my hips against his. He groaned, pressing his forehead against mine.

“Today I’m going to show you just how much I missed you,” he whispered.

Stephen picked me up and carried me up the stairs towards his bedroom. He gently lowered me to the floor in front of the bed.

“Strip for me baby,” he ordered softly.

I bit my lip. With shaky hands I reached up to undo the tie. It fell to the floor, and the next to follow was my pullover and shirt. Stephen was watching me with half hooded eyes. I paused as I reached for the button of my skirt.

“Why am I the only one getting naked?”

He chuckled, but started to unbutton his shirt. It opened to reveal a white undershirt. Pulling the shirt from his pants, he dropped it to the floor. Stephen kicked off his boots and then pulled off his socks. Next he undid his utility belt. He walked over to the desk and dropped it on it.

“Take off your shoes baby.”

I pulled off my school shoes and socks then straightened to face him. His eyes trailed over me. Giving me smile, he walked towards me. Stephen crouched and then reached for my skirt. He pushed it up to reveal my gym shorts. Without a word he hooked his fingers in the band of shorts and my panties.

Heat flooded my cheeks when he pulled them down my legs. My skirt dropped back in place when they reached my ankles. I stepped out of them and then waited for his next move. He straightened and took a few steps back.

My mouth fell open when he raised my panties to his face. He pressed it against his nose and inhaled deeply.

“You smell so fucking delicious,” he groaned.

I pressed my thighs together as my stomach tightened. The way he was looking at me made me feel hot and super horny.

“Finish undressing.”

My hands shook badly. It took me a few tries before I finally managed to get my skirt loose. It instantly slipped down my legs to pool at my ankles. My sports bra followed seconds later. I stood completely naked in front of him. It made me feel slightly self-conscious even though I knew he had seen me naked before.

My eyes followed the movement of his hands as they moved to his pants. He undid the button then pulled the zip down. I was focused on the piece of exposed skin. He wasn’t wearing any underwear again. His pants drop to his ankles. He kicked them away. The fact that he was aroused by just looking at me made satisfaction fill me.

“Do you trust me?” he questioned softly.

I bit my lip as I glanced up at his face. It felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest. I was excited but scared at the same time. “Alia, do you trust me?”

“Y-yes.”

“Turn around baby.”

I hesitated for a second but then turned around to face the bed. I could feel him behind me, but he didn’t touch me.

“Have you used the vibrator yet?” I shook my head. “I’m going to handcuff you to the bed. Then I’m going to make you cum over and over until you beg me to stop. Do you want that?”

“Yes sir,” I whispered.

I didn’t know where the 'sir' part came from but he seemed to like it.

“Get on the bed. Lie down and spread your arms up to the headboard.”

I crawled onto the bed and then rolled over onto my back. With my arms spread out and slightly above my head, I stared up at the ceiling. I could hear him moving around but I was too scared to look. After a few minutes the bed dipped to my right. I turned my head to stare up at him.

He held two black rubber armbands that’s about five inches broad. Picking up my right hand, he tried it around my wrist. My breathing hitched when he closed the cuff over it. He straddled my stomach then reached for my left hand.

Stephen repeated the action before looking down at me.
“The bands are to prevent the cuffs from digging into your skin. You have soft skin and I noticed that you bruise easily. I don’t want to put you into a position where you have to explain why you have bruises on your wrist.”

I nodded mutely at him. My eyes dropped to his erect dick a few feet from my face. The piercing caught the light.

“You put it back.”

“If I leaved it out for too long the hole will close,” he smirked at me. “Plus I know how badly you want to know what it feels like having it inside you.”

“Stephen.”

“Hold still baby.”

I tilted my head so I could watch as he attached the other end of the handcuffs to the headboard. My arms were exactly above my head which made my breast push upwards.

“I want you to tell me if you want me to stop. Okay?”

I nodded.

“Use your words for me baby.”

“O-okay.”

“I’ll be right back.”

He placed a kiss against my forehead before climbing off the bed. He disappeared from sight a few minutes later. There was a pulse beating between my legs. A pulse only he managed to get beating. Stephen was gone only for a few seconds. He returned and placed a few things on the bedside table.

“These are some toys I got you. Since you haven’t used your vibrator I figured you haven’t had some alone time?”

“My mom stays home most of the time. When she’s not there then I have to watch my sister’s. I’m too scared to play with it at night.”

He nodded and then reached out to pick something up. Stephen held it out towards me.

“This is a clitoris ring vibrator. It stimulates you clit no matter what position you are in.” He placed it down, reaching for something else. “This is a dildo, it mimics the movement of a real dick.”

The last item was something I’ve heard about. It made my body tense up as he held it towards me.

“This is a butt plug.”