'Dark Secrets'

'Dark Secrets'

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Esme is a quiet girl with a wild side, all she needs is someone to bring it out in her. When her sister ,Alison, breaks up with her boyfriend,Clayton, he helps her embrace her true self. But when she finds herself loving him, problems turn to face them at every corner. With all their family secrets unfolding, they only have each other to confide in, but would that be enough?

Summary

Esme is a quiet girl with a wild side, all she needs is someone to bring it out in her. When her sister ,Alison, breaks up with her boyfriend,Clayton, he helps her embrace her true self. But when she finds herself loving him, problems turn to face them at every corner. With all their family secrets unfolding, they only have each other to confide in, but would that be enough?

Chapter1 (v.1) - 'Dark Secrets'

Author Chapter Note

Esme is a quiet girl with a dark secret, all she needs is someone to bring it out in her. When Her sister ,Alison, breaks up with her boyfriend,Clayton, he helps her embrace her wild side. But when she finds herself loving him, Alison comes back into his life. What will she do if he kicks her to the side? What if he doesn't want to?

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: June 13, 2013

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: June 13, 2013

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Chapter One

Finally, Monday was here. The first day back from a seemingly short weekend. Esme Hayes lay awake in bed, the small room was illuminated by the large bay window that uncovered a bright, white, full moon. Esme slightly angled her head to look at her digital clock. 3:27. She rolled over, and rolled once more before throwing her legs over the bed. She silently trudged to the bathroom and flicked on the florescent light.

Esme avoided the mirror, afraid that what she saw wouldn’t be pretty. Instead, she went straight to the shower and clicked on the hot water. She shrugged out of her pajamas and stood under the running water. She hated school, she hated the superficial bitches that thought they ruled it, and the guys that joined in on the “fun”. Esme was invisible at school, never speaking in class, never speaking at all, actually.  She kept to herself, never sat with anyone at lunch, never went to any school events. This was frowned upon by her older sister, Alison. A star student, captain of the cheerleading squad, and soon-to-be Homecoming Queen.

Soon, Esme realized she was deeply thinking and hurriedly cleansed her body and washed her hair.  She stepped out of the shower, and faced the mirror. It showed a small framed girl with large blue eyes, and dripping mahogany locks that stopped at the base of her back. Her face was heart shaped and innocent, she looked like a twelve year old but, she was seventeen, almost eighteen. She quickly wrapped a towel around herself and hair before brushing her teeth and retreating back to her room. She easily slipped on her undergarments, and a t-shirt.

Esme never bothered with make-up, or trying to look pretty for school, she just went with the flow. She stepped into a pair of jeans and sneakers and started raking a comb through her wavy tresses. She never desired to be popular, to be the it-girl. She just wanted to hurry up and finish High School, and never ever wanted to look back.

Soon enough, sunlight started pouring into her room. Esme glanced at her clock.  6:12. How long was I in the shower? Esme grabbed a grey hoodie from her closet and slipped it on before grabbing her bag and heading downstairs to the kitchen.

“Good morning, sweetie.” Her mother, Karen’s whimsical voice flooded the kitchen, the smell of French toast and bacon was apparent.

“Hi, Mom.” Esme answered quietly taking a seat at the bar that over looked the kitchen. Her mother and her shared the same big blue eyes and long brown hair, but her mother kept hers cut into a bob.

  “Did you sleep good?” Karen, flipping a piece of French toast.

  “Uh, yeah…It was great.” Esme lied, and thankfully Alison waltzed downstairs saving her from an unnecessary talk with her mother. Allie was very over-dressed, she wore a peach colored maxi skirt and a pair of gladiator sandals, she topped it off with a beige transparent tank-top. Her make-up was fabulously done, and her blonde hair was pulled into a bun.

“Allie has arrived!” She twirled around so that her skirt flowered around her before she took a seat next to Esme

  “Breakfast is almost ready girls.”Karen chimed in.

  “Looks like I’m going to have to take it to-go, sweetie.” Her father, Chris, trotted down the stairs, briefcase in hand. He was a lawyer, the best in the city. He had his own firm and everything. He came up and hugged his daughters kissing them lightly on the head, before getting to Karen and kissing her passionately on the lips. Karen handed him his lunch and packed his breakfast in some Tupperware. He grabbed it and was on his way.

“So, how’s school going girls.” Esme shrugged and Allie started babbling on about school, and her classes, and her boyfriend, Clayton. Esme just started spacing out, not thinking about anything in particular. Karen then, interrupted her drift and settled a plate in front of Esme and Allie. Esme absently toyed with her food, occasionally popping a piece in her mouth.

“Well, come on Esme. We don’t wanna be late.” Allie grabbed her bag and headed for the door.

“Bye, Mom.” Esme grabbed her own bag and hurried after Allie.

 

~{ ? }~

 

The day seemed to go by in a blur, she kept her head in her notebook and avoided any and all conversation. When lunch period came, Esme wandered out to her usual spot. She liked to just be alone, but apparently she wouldn’t be getting any alone time. She spotted, not too far away, a group of jocks. She held her notebooks up to her chest and sat on the concrete bench, she pulled out a romance book she found in the library. She proceeded to read with her face down, so that her hair hung around her face. She couldn’t help but feel eyes on her and tried not to focus on it.

Esme couldn’t take it anymore; she tucked a side of her hair behind her ear and looked up. They were staring at her and chuckling to each other, and she swore she saw one lick their lips. That made her uncomfortable. She stood up suddenly, and all her books fell on the ground. She hurried to pick them up as she heard footsteps approaching. She reached for her book, but someone beat her to it.

She stood up and backed into a body, Esme looked around to see that they surrounded her, and Clayton had her book.

“In this romantic thriller, Haley finds someone who can fulfill her dreams and make her feel like a real woman.” Clayton read, and laughed while the other guys joined in. Esme kept her head down and hugged her books close to her. He threw the book at her and she tried her best not to cry, but that didn’t really work out. She sobbed quietly while they all laughed at her.

Esme tried to push past Clayton, who stood in front of the door. Her only escape.

“Whoa, were do you think you’re going, huh?” He pushed her back into the middle of the circle and she cowered away.

“Clay! What the hell are you doing?” It was Allie and Esme looked up with new hope. Clay made and opening in the circle to look at Allie. “Who is it that you’re antagonizing ,now?” Allie came to where Clay was standing and her jaw dropped. “Clay?! My sister? Really? You know what, I think we need a break.”

“Are you serious, Allie? She isn’t worth us breaking up over.”

“She isn’t worth it? Clay..” Esme slid out of the circle and retreated back into the school. Once she was sure she was out of sight, she backed into the wall and let out a deep breath. She felt like crying, no one usually messed with her like that. Maybe it was because of Allie, were they afraid of her? Esme made her way to the nurses office and faked a headache to get out of her last class, it was an AP Class she took with twelfth graders, including Clayton.

While she was in the nurses office, she took a nap and the nurse gave her some pills to take. Only ten minutes until the bell rang. She looked out of a small window to find out it was raining, and she remembered that Allie had an afterschool club, which meant she had to walk home. When the bell finally rang, she trudged out the school doors in the crowd of kids. She made it to the side walk and halfway to the highway before a black sports car slowed down beside her.

The window rolled down to show Clayton. “Hey, get in. You’re gunna catch a cold.” Esme hesitated before sliding into the car. Clayton was being nice to her, maybe he was trying to make up for earlier. She figured he knew where her house was so she stared out the window until the houses started getting farther and farther apart, they also began to get bigger and bigger.

“Where are you taking me?” Esme started to panic.

“My house.”

“No, take me home.” It wasn’t really demanding and it actually sounded weak.

“Or what?” Clay chuckled. That shut her up, it shut her up for the rest of the ride. Clay drove into the garage of a large cottage-like house and got out of the car. He walked to the door and realized that Esme wasn’t following. He walked over to the passenger side door and opened it. He scooped her up and she wriggled in his grip, he threw her over his shoulder and brought her into the house. He set her down in front of the bathroom door, you should take a shower.

Esme didn’t protest, she just slipped into the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and she looked a mess. Her skin was paling, so she quickly shed her clothes and stepped into the hot water of the shower. She pressed her head against the stone of the shower, she didn’t even notice when Clay slid into the shower.

Clay clamped a hand over her mouth and pulled her close to him. “Shh. Don’t panic.” Esme couldn’t focus on his words. All she could focus on was his dick in her back. She was so small, and he was so tall. Her head rested on his chest. “Good girl.” He purred. She had this odd impulse to submit to him. She had always thought about what it would be like if she was “with” someone. Clay sat her down on a seat of some sort in the shower and his mouth immediately went her breast, one hand kneaded while his mouth worked on the other.

Clay’s tongue circled her bud until it puckered, then he toyed with it between his teeth. A moan escaped Esme’s mouth and Clay chuckled. “I knew you’d like it.” He gave the other the same treatment while he slyly slid a finger into her entrance making her yelp. “Fuck, you’re tight.” Clay groaned. “Tighter than your sister.” Esme wasn’t even listening, he started rubbing his thumb on her clit and she could barely breathe. Clay slid in another finger, making Esme moan. He sped up his pace, making her breathing speed up. She started moaning louder, and moving her hips to meet  his fingers.

“Clay,” she moaned, “Clay.” She was enjoying this and he knew it. She was almost to her peak, suddenly, her walls tightened around his fingers and she moaned out her orgasm. Clay pulled his fingers out of her.

“Open your mouth.” He demanded, and she hesitated before she obliged. He placed his fingers in her mouth. “Suck.” A confused look came over her face before she flickered her tongue over his fingers, tasting her juices.

Next thing Eme knew, she was pushed up against the glass shower door with her ass out. Clay grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her up so that her back was on his chest.

  “You’re mine now!” He growled into her ear. “I’ll be the one to fuck you senseless. You got that?” His voice was so sadistic but somehow seductive, all she could do was nod. He pushed her back into the door, and pushed his dick into her entrance. He was a bit too long for her liking, but her body moaned anyways.

Esme’s hand went to push at Clay but, he smacked it away.  He thrust wildly into her causing her pleasure to override the pain. She began to moan uncontrollably, and he smacked her ass, hard. Esme yelped and Clay smacked her ass, again, in the same spot which made it hurt more. She couldn’t explain why, but she liked it. She liked the pain he caused her.

Soon, Esme started breathing heavy and moaning louder.

“What’s my name?” Clay demanded, smacking her ass.

  “Clay.” She moaned

“I can’t fucking hear you.” He started thrashing harder into her entrance.

  “Clay.” She moaned a little louder getting closer to her climax.

“What?”

  “Clay!” She screamed out her orgasm, tightening around him.

“Fuck,” Clay thrust a few more times before pulling out and releasing on her back. He grabbed her by the hair again and pulled her up. “I went easy on you today, but next time, I won’t hold back. He nibbled on her ear and massaged her tits, making her moan again. He stopped abruptly and opened the door, stepping out of the shower. Esme clicked of the shower and followed him out.

“Here.” Clay tossed her her clothes, which were now dry, and a towel. “Get dressed, I’m taking you home.” He stalked out the door and she stared after him. What was she getting herself into, whatever it was, she was enjoying every minute of it.


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