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Red Lipstick (Being Revised)

Novel By: IceBreaker

(FINISHED)17 year old Pepper Reynolds has problems. The very important problem is the fact that she's madly attracted to her best friend, Keiran Kary. It's a problem because he only sees her as a sister and he has a girlfriend he loves. So she is willing to changes herself to make him want her. Aside from that, her dad has a secret life he isn't telling her about and she is having trouble coming to grips with the fact that her mother, whose now dead, tried to drown her a year ago. With these problems piling up, will Pepper be able to handle them all? View table of contents...


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Submitted:Dec 7, 2013    Reads: 1,251    Comments: 1    Likes: 4   

Author's Note: Sorry for the shortness of these two chapters. Love you all!

Chapter 8: I had you and I will always want more


Keiran's POV

I turned my ipod all the way up before I pulled my shirt off and threw it onto the floor in he basement.

I sat down on the weight bench and laid down.

I grabbed onto the weights and started to lift them. It wasn't hard. I've been doing this basically my whole life.

I just needed something to distract me for a little bit.

I kept my breathing calm, slow, and relaxed.

I was doing this, to keep from thinking about Pepper.

Even her name just makes me feel this odd longing feeling.

I closed my eyes.

I keep thinking about yesterday. How tight she was, her moans, the way she grabbed my hips, the way she taste.

I bit down on my lip.

Fuck, I'm getting hard.

I put the weights down and sit up on the bench. I run my fingers through my hair and sigh.

I don't feel guilty for fucking her. I don't. I liked it. A lot more than I like to admit. I know she has feelings for me and I didn't want to turn this into a romantic thing because of my feelings for Lynn. I will never understand my feelings for Lynn.

She was hot and she had her funny moments. I don't know why I like her. Like her not love her, but

I just did.

But I could never put both Lynn and Pepper in the same category. They're very different. Lynn would say stuff Pepper wouldn't care about and Pepper can say things that Lynn wouldn't understand. Fact is, I care about both of these women just in different ways.

I see Pepper as my best friend yet…someone with a tight and warm pussy. Stop, Keiran, stop.

I close my eyes.

I hear a click-clack of heels.

Lynn's here.

I stood up as she walked down he stairs and to the last step. She still had a black eye thanks to Pepper.

"Hi, baby." She says and drops her purse to the floor.

I nod back. I didn't know if she'd be able to see what I did. I was a decent liar. I guess I just won't mention Pepper's name.


She smiles. "I missed you. Did you miss me?"

I nodded. "Yeah…I did." My tune was dry but either she didn't hear it or she ignored it.

She wiped the couch off before sitting on it, then she paused. "What is this shit playing on your ipod?"

"It's 'Pussy' by Rammstein." I said.

"Can you turn it down?"

I rolled my eyes and turned it down and then sat back on the weight bench.

"So, what happened while I was gone?" She asks.

I fucked Pepper…and I liked it. "Um…not much, really." I shrugged carelessly.

Lynn's voice dropped. "And Pepper. Still talking to her?"

I tense up at the sound of her name.

Lynn raised her eyebrow. "Well are you?"

"Uh…yeah, why wouldn't I?"I asked. I hope she wasn't asking me to break contact from Pepper just because she put her in the hospital.

"That hobo put me in the damn hospital, Keiran."


"You're still talking to her?" She asked.

I scratched my head. "I knew the girl my whole life. I'm not going to just stop talking to her because you want me to."

Lynn shook her head. "Are you…having sex with Pepper?"

My eyes grew wide. "What the fuck makes you jump to that assumption?" I asked her.

She narrows her eyes. "You two are a little too all over each other to be just "best friends"." She said.

"You're being paranoid, okay?"

She stared at me.

"Hey," I stood up and walked over to her and go down on my knees in front of her. I looked into her brown eyes. "I'm yours." I whispered.

She raised her eyebrow. "Promise?"

I swallowed and gave her the best smile I could manage. "Yes."

I hear the door open just as I lean over and kiss her.

I hear light footsteps walking down the stairs. I pull away and look over to see Pepper standing on the last stair.

The first thing I notice is her red lipstick and how good she looks with it on.

Her hair is in a side ponytail and she has on a black tank-top, a pair of black and white converse….and these really short jeans shorts.

She wasn't looking at me, her eyes were on Lynn.

Hatred burned in them.

But I couldn't keep my eyes from her shorts and how good they showed off her legs.


"Pepper, I see you're back." Lynn said with distaste in her voice.

Pepper fakes a smile and then looks to me. "Can we talk? It's kinda important."

"Me and him are already talking." Lynn says.

Pepper crosses her arms against her chest. "Calm down, princess, I'm not stealing him from you." She said sarcastically.

That's exactly what she was doing.

I stood up. "Upstairs." I said to Pepper. She nodded and turned. As she walked up the stairs, my eyes mistakenly went to her ass.

I never noticed how nice it was until now. I looked down at Lynn. "I'll be back." I said.

"Kiss?" She asked.

I wanted to roll my eyes but I leaned down and gave her a kiss.

I then turned and went upstairs.

I walked to the kitchen where Pepper was sitting on the counter with a Capri-Sun in her hand.

"Hey." I said leaning against the wall.

She smiles. "So she's back. Must be a drag."

I smiled slightly. "I don't know. Feels kind of weird."


"Um…it's….almost like she's not even my girlfriend. More like an annoying prissy girl whose obsessed with me."

"I still don't get why you're dating her." Pepper said.

"I don't know. It's something about her. I can't really explain it."

"I personally don't see the chemistry but," Pepper shrugs. "That's just me." She took a sip of her juice.

"Nice shorts." I commented.

Her smile lessened some. "I wore them for you."

I can see the pink in her cheeks. I smiled. "I figured so. And the lipstick…"

"Also worn for you."

"I'm well aware and if Lynn wasn't here…." I didn't have to finish my sentence for her to know what I wanted.

She nods. "I know. Are we still on for tonight?"

Tonight I'm supposed to be teaching her how to ride my dick. Fuck, I know Lynn is going to make me stay with her tonight. I have to, to show her I still care about her.

"Lynn's going to make me stay with her." I said.

I immediately see the disappointment on Pepper's face but she quickly covers it up. "Okay." She hops off of the counter and walks up to me and smiles. Her hand runs from my chest, down to my dick and she grabs me and smile.

My eyes grew wide. Fuck, I'm getting hard again in her hand.

She knows this too and she's enjoying this, I know she is.


She leans up and brush her lips against my jaw line and I wrap my arm around her back and my hand goes down to squeeze her ass.

I feel her smile against my skin. "I should go." She whispers.

God, she's such a fucking tease.

My hand goes to her to keep her hand on my dick while I grind against her hand.

Lynn's going to see this and she's going to know. She already has suspicions. I need to stop.

I sigh and Pepper takes her hand away. I liked whenever she touched me, I hate to admit.

"So, I'll text you later?" She asked.

I nodded. "Yeah."

She nods too. "Alright. See you."

I nod. "You too."

She turns, and as she walks away, my eyes are just stuck on her ass.

I bite on my bottom lip and watch her walk out the door of the house.

I sigh. I'm getting more and more attracted to her by the second and soon is gonna become unbearable.


Pepper's POV

I was at the skating park with Rodney and we were sitting down watching as the skaters did tricks and fell, busting their ass.

"So," He nudges me.


"Come on, spill it. In college we won't have these kinds of talks often."

He had a point. I'm going to miss him so much. "Okay, so we did it yesterday."


"And? It was good. That's all I'm spilling." I said.

He shook his head. "Come on, I'm your best friend."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. It was fucking unbelievable." I admitted.

Rodney grins. "So, is Lynn still in the picture?"

My brow furrows. "For now. I just don't get what he sees in the girl. She's such a bitch."

He nods. "Yeah, she's kind of hot though. That may be it."

"Then he has bad taste. He's not one that just goes for looks, its more so personality he looks for."

"Then he has good taste since he fucked you."

I shrugged. Good point. "Yeah, hey, I gotta go home and get ready for work." I said.

He nods. "Okay, I'll talk to you later."

I nod to him and stand up. I skate board home and the second my house comes into view, I see there is a police car in front of it.

I stop my board and pick it up as I walk to my yard. I blinked and looked over as my front door opened. My dad was handcuffed, being escorted out of the house by an African American police officer and a Caucasian officer was right behind them.

"Dad?" I ran over to him and he didn't even look at me.

"You need to go stay with a friend, Pepper."

"Why? What happened?" I asked as he was escorted to the car.

The African American police officer opened the car door and my dad slid in.

"Dad? What happened?" I asked again.

The Caucasian officer got into the passenger side of the car.

The other officer closed the door of the backseat and then looked to me. "Are you his daughter?"

"Yeah, I thought it was pretty damn obvious when I kept calling him "dad"."

The officer nodded. "Okay. How old are you?"


"Do you have someone you can stay with temporarily?"

"Yeah, I have a friend. What happened?"

"Your father is being arrested for possession of stolen cars."


He nods. "We found seventy three on a property that he owns downtown."

I blink at him and then look down to my dad.

He didn't meet my eyes through he window, he just looked down as if he was ashamed.

I look back to the officer. "How many years could he possibly get in prison?" I asked.

"About twenty five."

"Twenty five?" I mouth. I turn away from him and drive my fingers through my hair.

Twenty five?

Was my dad fucking insane? He did that shit and for what? Was that his job this whole time? Why would he steal cars? Is that what his boss, Christopher, been making him do?

"He'll get a phone call later perhaps tonight and he'll explain the whole thing to you." He nods and gets into the car. I can't even find it in myself to look at my dad. I just watch as the car drives off.

Did all of that really just happen?

Dad, what the fuck?

If my dad goes to prison for twenty five years, what's going to happen to me?


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