Page 43 of Branding Belle


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“I…I…you…”

“What’s the matter, Johnny? Cat got your tongue? We’re gonna continue the orgy now, so if you don’t mind…I mean, obviously you could stay, but I don’t think incest is your kink.”

Yeah, I knew she wouldn’t take his shit. I can’t fight the smile that threatens to spread across my face. This girl has spunk — in spades — and I really like that about her.

Johnny visibly shudders and manages to turn green at her words.

Finally, something the little twat isn’t willing to do!

He turns on his heel and goes to storm out, but stops in the doorway to face his sister. He throws one menacing finger her way and declares, “This isn’t over. Get fucking dressed, and I’ll speak to you later. And I want you out of the apartment!”

“What?!?” Belle shrieks. “Why?!?”

Kelly and Mica begin to grumble and protest in the background, but Johnny ignores them, completely focused on the dirty looks he’s giving his sister.

“You know why,” he replies, and then he’s gone.

The room is frozen in an icy, confused silence. I have no idea what to say. Is this all happening because of us leaving the business? Is he really kicking his sister out on the streets in a city she doesn’t know, all because she accidentally revealed a secret about him? Admittedly, it was a pretty big secret and his life is all kinds of unraveling right now, but Belle isn’t to blame for that. At all. And Johnny deserves it anyway for being such a tool in the first place.

“Belle…shit…are you okay?” Mica asks. Damn, I should have asked that.

“Fuck. I know he’s your brother, but he’s such a…” Kelly begins, but Belle cuts him off, clearly seething.

“Cockwomble? Knobhead? Fucktrumpet? Pissflaps? All of the above?” She’s trembling with rage. “And yes, I’m fine, thank you. This is a typical Johnny temper tantrum, I just can’t figure out why.”

“Well, yeah…I mean, I have no idea what any of those things are, but I think you’re basically saying he’s a penis, right?”

“He’s so much more than a penis. Penis is too nice a word to describe him. Especially when I’m quite partial to a nice penis or two.”

“Or three,” Mica quips, causing Belle to snort-laugh.

“Oh, at least,” is her flippant reply that has my cock rock hard and straining against my jeans.

“Shall we get on with it then?” I have no idea why my voice is so gruff and unwelcoming. I sound pissed. I am pissed. But at Johnny, not Belle. But my voice is gruff with lust for the firecracker standing before me.

Three pairs of eyes cut to me and stare in disbelief. What? What did I say?

“Erm…” Belle coughs nervously.

I point to the couch, but it doesn’t seem to clarify their confusion. Belle even starts to blush.

“The tattoo?” I ask. “Or have you had enough for tonight?” I don’t understand why they’re looking at me strangely.

“Oh. Oh! Erm, yeah! Of course… Right, yeah, can we maybe leave it for tonight?” She sounds completely embarrassed, and maybe a little disappointed too, but I’m not sure why. I mean, I don’t mind carrying on with the design if she wants to.

“Of course. I’m impressed you lasted as long as you did.”

“Oh, I could go all night, but I guess I need to find a hotel now before it gets too late. Do you guys have somewhere I can go change? I’m sure you want to start cleaning up, so you can get out of here too.”

“Shit,” Kelly mumbles.

I don’t know if it’s at the realization that she needs a place to stay, or at her double entendre, which seems completely unintentional. This hard-on is going nowhere fast.

“You don’t need to find a hotel, Belle. Don’t worry about it. Go get changed in one of the other rooms, and we’ll clean up in here. Johnny won’t even be there when we get back. And by morning he’ll be so shit faced, he won’t even remember this,” Mica promises.

“Do you think he’s been drinking already?” she asks.

“Definitely. It’s typical Johnny,” I tell her. “Don’t sweat it. Let’s go home. You hungry?”

“Yeah, that would be good. And maybe a beer?”

“Yeah, I reckon you’ve earned it. Just one though.”

As she exits the room still wrapped in her towel with her clothes in her arms, the smile she gives me makes me realize I should definitely try to be nicer around her. She lights up the room, and I definitely feel…better…in her presence. And not just hornier than I’ve been in years, either. The stress and tension that’s had me wound so tight since Linda, just melts away when she’s around. I kinda wish she was sticking around a bit longer. I’d like to get to know her better. I’d like to do a hell of a lot more with her, but then I remember Johnny’s disgusting bribe and how my friends also want a piece of her, and I immediately feel sick. I’m going to have to explain to the guys why we can’t touch her. Well, not anymore. Not again.

No matter how much we want to.

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