6. Stella is his woman.
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Stella looked at him sideways.
" You just want to...get right into it then...I thought there would be...rom..mance...or?"
He smiled. "Stop stalling Stella fella."
She turned and went up to her room.
She plopped onto her bed.
He followed her up. Her frilly sheets were gone, replaced by plain white linen.
" You changed your room." He said.
She nodded. " I'm not a kid, and my name is Stella Louise, not Stella Fella or twerp. I'm just Stella please."
He agreed.
" Okay, so what do you want from me?" He asked.
She sat up. " I'm feeling...mom would say reckless...I want to jump off a cliff...I want to run and never stop running..I want to drive 100 miles per hour...I need to feel something." her eyes were big and green and full of despair.
Drake laid next to her and put his arm around her shoulder.
Mmm Calvin Klein...
His cologne made her melt under his strong arm.
" Let's take things slow then. Are you sure you want me to be your lover?
I mean, you want this right?" He looked at her now, to see if she would lie to him.
Stella said," You know I do. I feel safe with you...I used to have a big crush on you.
I was so stupid just following you and David around. I'm sorry I was such a damn pest back then. But Drake, you are David's friend. So I trust you."
He touched her flat stomach.
He pulled up her shirt and took off her bra.
Stella you are so stunning. He thought seeing her perky breasts.
" I'm going to touch you now, okay?" He asked as he kissed her soft lips.
He had wanted her for a very long time. He waited over a year for her to tell him she was ready to be his woman.
Stella held on to his arms as he kissed her.
He said,"Open your mouth Stella."
She searched his eyes and did as he asked.
He put his tongue in her mouth. A flood of warmth ran through her supple body.
I remember this part, this was the good part. She sighed.
It started in her mouth, then her jaw and neck, down to her chest and stomach, it lingered there for a moment.
Those fluttering butterflies landed in her stomach, then she felt a flood of heat between her legs.
She moaned involuntarily and moved her pelvis closer to him.
He touched her where the warmth had started, her lips, her jaw and neck.
He circled her n****e then went down to her naval and twirled his finger around making her heart beat even faster.
Oh, so lovely my girl.
He started to get too excited seeing her response to him. He touched her moist dew.
Stella instinctively pulled his hand to her. He climbed on top of her warm body.
He seared her then as he went into her secret garden of magical bliss.
He thought to himself, slow...go slow Drake.
She cried out in a mixture of pain, then pleasure. She thought he was too big, he barely fit, it wasn't as painful as the first time.
I need more, something...a bit more Drake.
He pushed ahead and filled her deeply.
Stella clung to him. She watched him look at her as he grimaced.
He couldn't hold back.
He moved only two or three times then groaned and threw his head back.
Drake emptied himself into her as she looked forward to her own release. Something?
He fell and lay flaccid on top of her.
She turned her head sideways, her eyes darted back and forth.
That's it, nothing more? She thought.
She was surprised. Why would women like this? What was in it for them? This was how it had ended the last time too.
Drake rolled off of her and went into her bathroom to shower.
There was some blood on him.
Stella rolled over to her side facing the window. That was horrible.
I was too rough, she's new to all this. He felt bad.
She would never do that again, so dumb.
She felt some burning between her legs. She would go shower once he left.
Drake saw her in her bed. He couldn't believe that he botched this up again.
He lay beside her.
" Hey, twerp...er I mean Stella. I uh..well I think we should try this again, it's not what I was planning. Did you...you know have any pleasure?"
Stella rolled over. She was speechless. She just shook her head. "Was I supposed to do something, because I didn't, I never want to do this again."
He bit his lip. " I...well let's get together in a few days, maybe I can teach you about the pleasure part of things."
Stella said,"Nah, I tried it twice, it's not really for me...I'm not like a regular girl, I guess I will just settle for single life."
Her phone rang, it was her mother.
" Hey, happy birthday my girl, how are you?" She asked her only daughter.
Drake put his arms behind his head. He did this for her.
He smiled. He reminded the family it was Stella's 19th birthday. He felt smug that he remembered and they did not.
" Mom, is it true? I'm just your mistake, dad isn't really my father, is this true...just tell me."
Drake frowned. This was not...he was shock. It was not what he expected at all.
In his mind, she would be so happy and he would give her pleasure, in bed and with her family calling her.
Leslie was quiet. " No, I love you so much...it is not like that...daddy has tried to accept you as his baby girl...I never wanted you to know you were not his child."
Stella just stood there with tears streaming down her face.
" Put dad on please." She said.
After a few moments, Baron Miller took the phone," Hey Stella happy birthday, you are what 17 now?" He asked her.
She looked down. " I'm 19 Baron. Look, I'm sorry that I ruined your life by being born. I release you dad ..uh Baron. I guess that I am just someone that you used to know."
She heard her mother gasp. Her father Baron was silent.
It was all she needed to hear. She hung up the phone.
Her older half brothers called her one by one.
They wished her a very happy birthday.
David called her last.
" Hey sis, hope your day is special, when I come down next week, we can get a burger." He assured her.
Stella didn't eat meat, she hadn't since junior high school.
No one saw her, took any time to know her. She walked into the bathroom. She noticed some blood, so she took a hot shower.
She really, really hoped that Drake would be gone when she returned.
She was utterly humiliated.
Drake was gone. Stella crawled into bed. She curled up into a ball.
" Stella!" He yelled to her room from downstairs.
" Pizza is here!"
Stella wiped her eyes and got up.
She was in her pink robe.
Oh, I still want you Stella, you are mine now.
Drake didn't say what he was thinking, he quietly set out some plates and steaming hot pizza.
He had a football game on.
" Let's watch the game together." He said and smiled.
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