Quick Note!: Okay since Bryce and Shay already have had sex, I'm just going to let it be known that their gonna be having their scenes throughout the rest of the story and if you don't want to read them, I'll be indicating where the sex scene begins and starts with ***** symbols. Kay? Kay!
I woke up to the sun blazing down on me. Groaning, I slowly proceed to sit up in the bed. My body cracked and stiffened as I did. Running a hand through my knotted mess of a hair, I looked around the room to see on key element missing: Bryce. Suddenly, the events of last night flooded over me, suffocating me. I stared down at the cream colored sheets with the evidence of my virginity splattered right smack dab in the middle. Oddly enough, I was okay. Hell I was happy. For once in my life I could say that I was genuinely happy with my life.
Tossing the covers off of me, I headed into the bathroom and paused in my steps. Bryce was sitting in the enormous Jacuzzi tub filled with a small amount of bubbles. His soulful passionate eyes trailed over my naked body teasingly. I shuttered from his stare. A sly smirk appeared as he pressed the bottle of wine - that Jay had bought for us - to his lips. "Are you just going to stand there and give me a glorious view-" he winked. "-or are you going to join me Bambi?"
I smiled sheepishly as I carefully stepped into the tub. The water was still hot and soothed the aching bones in my body. Bryce grasped me and pressed my bare back to his bare chest. Skin to skin. He rested his head in the crook of my neck as he wrapped his ink covered arms around my body. "How'd you sleep?" he whispered.
My body relaxed into Bryce's. "Best sleep I've ever had." I admitted.
He chuckled and kissed my jawline. "Me too."
I looked down at our intertwined legs in the tub. My body looked so small and delicate compared to Bryce's. His hands laced themselves through mine under the water. "I love you." he breathed against my skin.
I couldn't help but smile. Just hearing those words shot butterflies up and down my stomach. "I love you." I turned my head to press my lips against his. Bryce returned the kiss and soon we quickly parted.
"How are you feeling?" he asked caressed my hip bone under the water.
I shrugged. "A little sore." smiling I continued. "But I kind of like it."
"Is that so?" he chuckles.
I nodded. "Why would that be?" his grip on me tightened.
"Because it reminds of of why I'm sore and who made me." I spoke.
* * * *
Bryce groaned in my ear as his hand slowly started to trail down my body stopping right at my sex. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against Bryce's shoulder as he began slowly circling my clit. He kissed my shoulder before saying; "Guess I'm just going to have to give you something else to remember,"
My breathing changes then, becoming much more shallow and full of anticipation. The outside world became to vanish, as if it wasn't even there to begin with. "You are so beautiful Bambi," he murmur against my hot awaiting skin.
Two fingers enter me then, I gasp at the suddenness. My body was still aching from the events of last night but it was also calling out for this too. I could now feel Bryce's erection press against my lower back. His scent surrounded me, smelling of some type of citrus fruit and also a musky smell too. I guess that was the sex smell, I've heard time and time again
He bites the nape of my neck, I moaned enjoying this full on sensations going on. Between my neck, my sex, and just the tingling sensation of having him pressed up behind me. Abruptly, Bryce grasped my thighs and turns me around in the tub that I am now face to face, straddling him. He smiles lightly, pushing away a lose damp curl. His eyes burned into mine as he stared at me. I've never seen Bryce be so....so....transparent with me before now. I could see as bright as day how much he cared - loved - me. That only made me want him even more right now.
Bryce reaches across the tub and grabs one of the gold foils from the small table. As he's about to rip the foil, he smirks and looks up at me. "You do it baby," he tosses the foil in my direction. I caught it with shaky hands.
"M-Me?"
He nods as he clearly is amused by my reaction. I stare down at the foil in my hands. "Do I have to?"
Bryce chuckles as he throws his arms back over the tub. "No, technically speaking you don't." I nod. "But if you want me to just go raw squirrelly and get you pregnant with my child that's fine too." he chuckles.
I narrow my eyes at him. "You just always have to be a smartass, don't you?"
He shrugs. "I like to look at it as my irresistible charm," he winks.
I roll my eyes and scoot backwards a little to get better view. Bryce thrusts his hips slightly so that his dick was above water now. Needless to say, I was a little nervous and also a little intimated. I didn't know what to do! And I'm pretty sure he was fully aware of that clear detail. I rip the foil between my fingers and toss it over my shoulder. "Just roll it on baby, it's not that hard." he advises.
Biting down on my lip, I gasp his length in my hand. Surprisingly enough, he was hot and soft against my touch. I placed the condom on the tip of his dick and easily slide it down the rest of his length. The weird part of this was I was even more turned on than before because of this. It was so...intense. Bryce sat back up in the tub pressed his palms against my naked back. He kissed me briefly before staring at me intimately.
"This time baby I'm not going to be as gentle, okay?"
That was what he called gentle?
I nod. He smiles and brings his lips down on mine again. Our lips moved together in unison, so raw so passionate. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pushing my tongue into his mouth. He tasted of sweet red wine. And then he's inside me, quick and deep. He moved slowly at first in and out of me driving me more and more into a desirable state. I grip onto his shoulders, moaning, panting, feeling of him inside of me. Sweet agony. His hands clasps down on my thighs as his thrusts become more rapid and deeper inside me. Fuck...
In and out. In and out.
He reached up and against begins toying with my clit. I don't know what possessed me then, but I thrust myself to meet each of his thrusts. Bryce's hand disappears and he grasp onto my thighs again, a deep husky groan rippling in his chest echos against the walls when I did this. I smirk to myself as my pace quickens.
"Damnit Shay," he rasps holding onto me as I bounce on him. I could feel the now familiar build up in the pit of stomach becoming more and more unbearable. Bryce's movement quickens, pumping in and out of me in a eye rolling pace. He wraps his arms around my body, pressing my breast up against his chest. The water around us whirled around us, probably leaving small puddles around us, but neither he or I cared.
And then, I come...hard and loudly with his name on my lips. Gripping onto him for dear life as I spiral down from my orgasm. Soon Bryce follows, thrusting on last tastefully deep thrust inside me before climaxing inside me. His breathing was ragged in my ear as I laid my head down on his shoulder.
* * * * *
"Goddamnit Shay," he chuckles. "I fucking love your ass."
I manged to laugh too. "And I fucking love your smartass too."
Bryce rubs my back tenderly as we just sit there cradling each other in our arms. We staid there for a long time until I felt Bryce move underneath me and pull the condom off and toss it to some unknown location. "I want to take you out baby." he whispers.
"Like a date?"
He nods. "You can all it that."
"When?" I ask.
"Now?"
I smile as I look up at him. "Alright but I think it's best we take a shower first and not sit in a tub full of sex water." he laughs.
"Alright c'mon." he kisses my cheek. "Let's go take a shower."
With that Bryce stands in the tub, me still attached to him. Bryce carries me over towards the big stand-in shower. He steps in and cuts the water on before stepping in and setting me down on my feet. The water was warm against my skin as it rained down on me. I close my eyes as I ran my fingers through my wet hair. Bryce grabs the one of wash cloths draped over the top of the shower and hands one to me.
He puts on soap in it and rubbed it against his hand. "Turn around baby," he orders.
I do so, and I feel him slowly begin to wash my back. Damn, this felt so damn good. Between his touch and the now hot water trickling down on me I was flying, flying high. Once Bryce finished washing my backside, he reaches over and runs the cloth of my breast. "Thank you,"
I frown. "For what?"
"For just taking my mind off things. I feel like I have to apologize because I know I haven't been the best boyfriend lately and that's my fault. I was just to focused on the negative that I didn't focus in on you and your needs, wants and desires." I smile at that. "You don't even know how much all of this meant to me. I've never had someone do anything do me. I've always been doing stuff for other people."
I turn around and wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him deeply. "You're welcome." I say as I pull away.
Then the smile that I was graced to see yesterday, reappeared. I couldn't help but smile at him too like a dumby. Bryce finished washing me soon after and I grabbed the other wash cloth and put the soap in it. It smelled like vanilla and honey, mmm. I started washing his glorious chest and up his shoulders and down his well sculpted arms. I could feel Bryce's eyes burning into me as I began going lower and lower. Once I finished, he turns around and I reach up on my tippy toes to wash his back. That was when I noticed the faint red marks all down his back.
I gasp. "Did I do that?!"
"Do what?" he asks.
"Leave all these damn tiger scares on your back!?!" I didn't even realize I was even scratching him during.
He laughs. "Yeah, I saw them when I got up this morning." he chuckles again. "Damn Catwoman."
I blush. "Sorry."
Bryce just laughs as I continued washing him trying to be careful and not hurt his back anymore than I already did. I giggled to myself seeing his naked butt. He had a cute little butt.
"What's so funny?" he asks turning his head slightly.
I giggle again. "Oh nothing." I continued washing him. "You just have a cute butt that's all."
Bryce scoffs and shakes his head. Once I'm finished I ran some shampoo and conditioner through my hair quickly, praying that it'll detangled the mess that I am sporting now. Bryce too, washed his hair and once we were both finished, he shut the water off and we stepped out of the shower. He reaches over and grabs the towels on the sink and tosses one at me.
I wrap the warm towel around my body and head into the bedroom. "So what are we going to do?" I asks.
He shook his head. "Now you know better than that to ask me that baby." he grabs his boxers. "It's a surprise."
I huff. "I hate surprises."
"You'll be alright."
I walk over to my overnight bag and grab the black lacy bra and place it on. I slip on my matching black panties too. "Are you trying to torment me?" I hear Bryce say from behind me.
I turn to him. "What you mean?"
He points at my bra and panties. "How in the hell do you think I can do anything rationally normal with me knowing that you have that underneath your clothes?"
I laugh. "You'll be alright."
He narrows his eyes at me which only makes me laugh harder. I changed into my white crop top, my black and white tribal harem pants and my black booties to match. I towel dried my hair leaving it in it's curly mess state and pulled a bowler hat to top it all off. I put on a little eyeliner and mascara deciding to keep it simple. I also slipped the necklace Bryce had given me over my head. I turn around to see Bryce pulling his black and white Jordan 11's on. He wore an off white colored crew-neck and some jeans.
"You ready baby?" he asked standing up.
"Ready as I'll ever be." I said walking over to him.
He grasps me hand once I'm beside him. "You look gorgeous Bambi,"
I smile. "You too!"
Bryce laughs and guides me out of bedroom. I pick up my crossover purse on the way out and made sure to grab the room key. Then it dawned to me, how in the hell are we suppose to getting to unknown location? "How are we getting there?" I asked when we stopped at the elevator doors.
He smirks at me as he fishes in his pocket and dangles a set of keys in front of me. "Ant and Tyke dropped off a car earlier this morning."
My mouth forms in the shape of an 'o' and I let it drop. The elevator door opened and we stepped inside. The first time I was in the elevator, I didn't really take full appreciation of the beauty of the crafting of it. I stared out the glass door, watching the miniature people walk around minding their own business and going on throughout their days. The elevator tugged to a halt and the doors reopened and Bryce grasped me and lead me outside.
Once we stepped outside, I instantly knew today was just going to be a great day. The sun was shining down on us as the wind danced around us, tickling my face as it comes and goes. A beautiful day and spending it with a beautiful person, what more can I ask for? The well familiar blue Lambo was parked directly in the front with all it's glory. Bryce let go of my hand but only to open the passenger door for me.
I smiled and thanked him as I slide inside the plush seats. No more than a second later, Bryce was right there in the driver's seat grasping my hand again in his. The car roared to life and we were soon on our way to wherever Bryce was taking me. I stared aimlessly out the window just allowing myself to be completely wrapped in my thoughts.
I remember the first day my mom and I landed in California. Being that we just moved from Seattle, Washington which is usually cold, rainy and foggy and now we were in the mostly sunny and hot Sacramento, California. I hated the weather change, I was never the person to love the heat. I always preferred to be cold therefore I could always grab a blanket or extra clothes to keep warm. For the first week I nearly spent my whole time locked up in the house because it was so damn hot I refused to step foot out of the AC.
I also remember my first day at Loriella High. Of course, being the new girl in an already started semester wasn't easy and I was definitely wasn't going to go unnoticed either. My expectations of the school was the same one I've had since I turned 11. I didn't expect people to be throwing themselves at my feet to know my name or my story. But what I didn't expect is nearly everyone turning the back to me. I just remember just being looked at sideways and judged instantaneously. The only person that didn't was....Jade.
"Hey Bryce?" I said.
"Hm?" he asked keeping his eyes on the road.
"Have you heard anything about Jade lately?" I asked.
He frowned. "No, not really. Why? I thought that was your friend." he questions.
I nod. "Yeah, was."
We stop at a red light and he turns his head to me. "What you mean was?"
I shrug. "Ever since Gwen came back into the picture she was all up her butt and forgot all about me. Just like that. We haven't even been hanging out or anything. I can't even remember the last time me and her have talked."
The light turned green and Bryce sped off. "Well maybe you should talk to her. You obviously treasure your friendship with Jade to the point where you're wondering her well-being." he signs. "And I've known Jade for a long time and I think it's just best if you and her talk things out because Jade doesn't always have her best foot forward at times."
I frown. "I'm not understanding."
Bryce signs. "I'm saying that you should at least sit down and talk to Jade before you cut off all your ties with her. There is a lot more to Jade than she's probably told you." he turns his head slightly smirking at me. "Besides you have been with me a lot too Bambi."
Damn him. Why does he always gotta be right?
The rest of the car ride was silent until we finally pulled into the massive parking lot belonging to the Sacramento Mall. I frown. Is this where he's taking me for our "date"? Bryce finds a parking space not too far from the entrance. "I have to pick up something first before we go anywhere." he clarifies.
I nod as I step out of the car. "Good cause I was about to say." I tense.
Bryce scoffs. "Whatever! You wasn't about to say or do shit."
I narrow my eyes at him. "Don't test me."
He smiles and grasp my waist. "But I love testing you baby," he leans down and nibbles on my earlobe slightly.
The ache between my legs was beginning to stir up again. I pushed Bryce away before we ended up doing very very very X-rated things on the hood of his car. Bryce chuckles and this time I grab his hand as we walk into the enormous mall. We headed up on the escalator.
We step off the escalator and soon enough we stop at a store called DTLR. By the looks of it, it was an urban store with a shit load of shoes. We stepped inside and Bryce walked right up to the counter. A girl, probably my age or younger was standing behind the counter as we approached. Her big doe-eyes widened as she saw Bryce. Her cheeks reddened slightly. I stifled my laugh.
"Can I-I help you?" she smiles.
Bryce nods. "Yeah I have a pick up. It's under the name Kelly."
She reddens even more. "O-Okay I'll be right back."
The girl disappears into the backroom and I just started laughing. "What's so funny?" Bryce asks.
"That poor girl! She looked like a deer in headlights when she saw you and you were just looking like you had no worries in the world!" I laugh.
Bryce shrugs. "It's nothing new."
I roll my eyes. "Only you can make yourself more cocky by the second."
He leans down and kisses me briefly. "That's why you love me baby,"
"Yeah yeah,"
The girl returns and with two boxes in her hands. She sets the boxes down on the counter top and opens each of them. "So you just wanted the Safari Foamposites and the Gamma Blue 11's, correct?" she asks not making eye contact.
Bryce nods. "Yes,"
She blushes again and start ringing up Bryce's shoes. I'm really starting to think this boy has a serious obsession with sneakers. "Baby did you want any shoes?" he asks.
I shook my head no. "Nah I'm not really. But thank you though."
Bryce pays for the shoes and we exit the store. But before Bryce blew the girl a kiss just to mess with her. He's just too much for his own good.
* * *
Bryce had ended up taking me to lunch on the beach. Almost like the one time we were at his private island, but this time we actually had a chance to eat the food. We were not back at the hotel cuddled up in the bed watching reruns of Fresh Prince of Bel Air. Bryce was fully into the show but I wanted his attention and I knew just how to get it. I crawled over to him and started kissing his neck.
"Bambi-" he signs. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing," I smile into his skin.
Suddenly, I'm flipped on my back with a smile Bryce beaming down at me. "Damn Bambi! Is what I'm giving you that good that you just can't get enough?" he chuckles.
I laugh too. "I just wanted your attention baby."
"Well now you have it." his sly smirk widened. "What are you going to do with it?"
I smile before pulling him down to meet my lips with his. It was true nonetheless, I couldn't get enough of Bryce. But I wasn't going to admit that out loud to him so he can rub it in my face. I just loved him that much that all I wanted to do was be with him. My tongue grazed over Bryce's lower lip sensationally as his large hands rubbed up and down my exposed sides. His touch sent goosebumps running up my skin. Bryce pulled away and began kissing down my stomach.
The sound of my phone vibrating against the hardwood snapped me back to reality. I sucked my teeth and reached over and grabbed it.
"Just let it ring baby." he smiled evilly at me. "You can call them back when I'm finished with you."
I laugh and my eyes caught glimpse of the caller ID: Mom. Completely in-tune with the world now, I sat upright and just stared at the screen. My mom never calls me, ever. Unless it's a die hard emergency that is. I hit the 'answer' button. "Hello?"
"Hello Shayla, I've been trying to reach you all morning." my mom spoke in her usual professional tone through the receiver.
"I'm sorry I've been a little..." I look at a puzzled Bryce and bit down on my lip. "...busy. Is something wrong?" I ask.
She chuckles. But not one of those something was funny laughs, but more of a mocking way. "No not at all. I want you home by 7 o'clock sharp. Not one minute later, I want you to meet someone special tonight." I rolled my eyes. I should have known. "Now you know the drill. Something of the appropriate attire and doesn't draw too much attention to yourself. He's not here to look at you he's here to look at me. And I mean it."
"Yeah sure whatever. I'll be there." I said in a now irritated tone.
"See you then," and with that the line went dead.
Taking a deep breath, I set the phone down beside me and ran my fingers through my hair repeatedly. Bryce rolled over and laid beside me. "What's wrong?" he asks.
I shake my head in disbelief. "I just cannot figure out that woman."
"Who?"
"My so called mother." I scoff at that. "She acts like she doesn't care about me one bit and then any man that walks right in her life she always ends up wanting me to meet them and wants me to have them be apart of my life. You know what I think about that? Fuck that! I'm so sick of her bullshit. I don't see her as my mother, she doesn't even deserve the title. A mother is always suppose to look out for their child no matter what. But no, she always chooses her men and career over me." my eyes were beginning to fill up with stubborn tears threatening to spill over. "I didn't ask to be here. I didn't ask for her marry my father. I didn't ask her to be my mother. I didn't ask her for nothing!"
Bryce remained silent beside me. He slowly grasped me and cradled me to his chest. Never saying two words. But he didn't need to say anything, he was being everything I needed right now. My shoulder to cry on. "You know why she doesn't care about me?" I asked.
"Why Bambi,"
"Because back when we were living in Virginia when her and my dad first got married. She was sleeping around with another doctor at the hospital. She never cared about my father or me. All she cared about was her dirty little man toy. And one day my father had to go to work and he had to drop me off to the hospital until my mom got off her shift. I just remember being 6 years old and running up to her and just her face just filled with shock and hatred. The man was with her too. And supposedly he left her because he didn't even know about her being married and having a child. She could get rid of my dad but she couldn't get rid of me. That's why she could careless about me." I cried. "I ruined her life, I ran away the one man she cared about - the man she was going to dump my dad for. And I ruined that for her. I don't even know how many times she's reminded me of that."
"I'm so sorry Bambi," Bryce whispered rubbing my back.
I cried, and I cried for a long time. Soon the tears disappeared and the evidence was the salt streaks down my face. I rubbed my face before sitting up. "I'm okay. I've never said any of that out loud before. It was just good to get it all out."
Bryce leans over and kisses my forehead. "You don't have to tolerate that shit no more Bambi. You'll be 18 in two months and you don't have to worry about her no more." he caresses my face in his hands. "You can come live with me and it'll just be me you and non of that other bullshit. You deserve so much more and I am willing to give it all to you. Even if I have to work a nine to five everyday. I'll do just about anything to make sure your taken care of and is happy."
"Dammit Bryce," I cried.
"What'd I do?" he chuckles.
I wipe away the reappearing tears. "I finally got it under control and you had to go and give me that beautiful speech! Ugh! Why you gotta mess with my emotional walls?!"
He laughs at me wiping away my stubborn tears with the back of his thumb. "I'm sorry Bambi. But that's just how I feel."
I nod. "I know. And thank you so much for just listening to me." I say lacing our hands together.
"That's what I'm here for baby."
I stand up off the bed and stretched. That until I feel a hand collide with my butt. I gasp at the impact. "Now get your little ass in there and get ready to meet your step-daddy!"
I narrow my eyes at him as I head into the bathroom.
"Don't be mad at me because somebody ruined the moment of you getting some dick!"
* * * *
I had a plan.
I had a brilliant plan.
Tugging at the ends of my black dress that kissed each and every single curve that I had stopping right about mid-thigh. My hair was pulled up into a sleek bun placed on top of my head and my eyes were smoked out. I even put on my black platform heels with the gold ankle cuff. My red tinted lips tugged into a devilish grin just thinking about my plan.
No longer was I going to sit there and make my mother look good and pretend that she was something that she wasn't. At this point she could kiss the lightest part of my ass. I wasn't going to be her worthless shadow anymore.
I am Shayla Janelle Dennis, dammit. And it's about time she breaks out her big girl panties.
Bryce insisted on coming along, but I convinced him that I needed to do this alone. I dug into my purse and fiddled with the keys, stuffing it in the lock and twisting it open. I was past the point of caring. What's the point of caring for someone who doesn't give two shit if you disappeared into the night and never returned. I heard laughter coming from the dining room.
Keeping my eyes forward and my chin held high, I strode into the dinning room. My eyes landed on my mother. She didn't notice me at first, but once the room fell silent, her chocolate eyes met with mine. Her eyes widened at the sight of me. She too was wearing a black dress, her cleavage nearly spilling over the tight dress. Her usual curly hair was straight and cascading down her shoulders. The green eyes monster burned through her, it's horns spurting out. She wasn't the only one who knew how to work her stuff. Had to learn somehow.
Being so focused on pissing my mom off, I didn't even take into account of the other presence also in the room. The sound of the chair sliding against the hard wood floor, snapped me back to reality. "You must be Shayla,"
That voice...why does it seem so familiar?
My eyes widened as Raymond approaches me. He's dressed down in his usual pin stripped Armani suit. He extends his hand out to me.
"I'm Raymond," his eyes were blazing with amusement. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you Shayla."
Author's Note:
BOOOOOOOM! I did it on you hoes! Lol jk I'm a little amped up from Mtn. Dew and a shitload of cough meds right now. So don't mind me lol. I know yall gonna be mad at me for leaving you hanging...yet again. But I can't give it all you yall in one serving now! Besides this was one long ass chapter! It was 5,000+ words! C'mon!
Anyways, I hope yall liked the update though! I kind of through in a little filler stuff in there too. I know some of yall were wondering about Shay and her mom's relationship and how it came to be! Well now you have it! What's going on with Jade will be revealed later...probably in the next update. And what about this new Shay/Bambi breaking free? What yall think about her? Or yall miss innocent ol' Bambi lol. And yes, there is going to be more Jay in the next update as well. I know yall love Jay just as much as I do. Speaking of Jay, if you haven't already go check out my story about Jay called : hindsight! I'm going to be updating that pretty soon too. Keep on the look out! :)
I love you guys with all the bits and pieces of my heart! TBWTBL is almost at 1,000 votes! I wouldn't be nothing without you little muffins. I love you yall - - - even you silents readers lol. I'll update as soon as I can. Going back for me second semester of college on Monday. So bare with me.
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