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Her brother hated him and he hated her brother, but she had no idea who he was. He was ate up with a need to get even and one night everything came to a head. He found out the mistake he made was one that changed his life, but that change turned out to be for the better? View table of contents...


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Submitted:Sep 17, 2011    Reads: 354    Comments: 1    Likes: 2   


Becca talked to her roommate about a party that she wanted to go to.

"Cassie I don't know if I should go or not. I'm not normally into partying."

Cassie laughed. "Oh come on. You will have a blast. Please."

She reluctantly gave in and agreed to go. So Saturday evening she dressed in a nice shirt and a pair of jean shorts. She didn't want to go to this party, but she didn't go out much and she supposed this would be a good idea for her. Plus she knew the guy who was throwing the party well she sort of knew him. Matt was throwing the party and his brother was her brother's best friend.

She didn't know Matt well, but Brian, Matt's brother, was a real sweetheart. She walked with Cassie over to Matt's house. She had been here before a couple of times. It was a huge house and was simply gorgeous. She assumed his parents were out for the weekend, and since she hadn't heard anything from her brother she assumed Brian wouldn't be there.

She sat beside Cassie and drank her drink. She normally didn't drink much so she sipped it slowly. She laughed at something someone said and was surprised when a man sat down next to her on the couch. She turned and glanced at him and he smiled at her "Hey there."

She smiled slightly "Hi." She had no idea who he was and had never seen him before. He was good looking she decided. He probably stood at least six foot three and she would guess he weighed around two thirty or forty. He had black hair and it was a bit long against his neck. She would guess he was at least three or four years older than her.

He slid his arm at the back of the couch and casually leaned closer to her "So what's your name?"

She said "Rebecca."

"Rebecca is a nice name. Is that what people call you?"

"Well most people call me Becca."

He smiled "I like that."

Later she went to the bathroom and felt a little light headed. She knew it was the alcohol. She took a damp rag and ran it around her neck to refresh herself. Evan the guy that she was talking to was very nice she guessed, but there was something about him that she couldn't put her finger on that disturbed her.

Evan smiled at Matt "Thanks man."

Matt nodded "You know what you're doing?"

He nodded. "Definitely." He was finally going to get the ultimate revenge. Three years ago Shawn had slept with his girlfriend of three years. The same girlfriend that he had dated for three years. Marissa and him had lasted through high school and had planned on getting married after they graduated college. But Shawn had changed all that at some party he and Marissa had slept together. Now after three years he was going to get the ultimate revenge.

One of his friends who knew he hated Shawn had found out that Shawn had a sister that went to a community college a little over an hour away. When he found out that his friend had known somebody that went to the same community college all it had taken was a few phone calls and it had been set up.

He had been surprised when someone had pointed her out. She looked pretty. He wouldn't have called her beautiful, but she definitely was pretty. She wasn't as thin as Marissa had been, but she had a nice figure he would guess. Her hair was a plain brown where Marissa's had been blond. She did have Marissa beat on the breast part though. Marissa had small breasts, but Becca definitely could fill out a shirt very well.

He saw her walk back in and immediately knew she was starting to feel the alcohol. He walked up to her with another drink and said "You okay?"

She looked at Evan. "Just a little warm."

He smiled at her and said "Let's step outside." He ushered her outside and helped her sit down in a lounge chair. The air outside was cool and he noticed that her face immediately started to cool off. "Feel better?"

She nodded. "Thanks."

He smiled at her. "So Becca tell me about yourself."

She laughed. "There's not much to tell."

He said "Oh come on. You got family?"

She nodded. "I have a brother."

"Oh yeah? What's his name?"

"Shawn."

He nodded. He hated that man. "So what is your major?"

So they talked for the next hour and he wished she'd drink faster. He finally made her a drink himself and slipped a bit of a drug that one of his friends had given him. He dropped half of it and swore. As he put as much as he could in the drink he walked out with it.

As they were talking she started to turn and at the same time he leaned close. She was shocked when he kissed her. His hands slid to her arms and pulled her close. She had never been kissed quite like this. His kiss was forceful and his lips hard against her own. He reminded himself that he needed to take his time.

He finally got her back inside and asked her if she was okay.

She put a hand to her head and said "I just feel a little disoriented is all. I think I've had too much to drink."

He smiled. It was working. He helped her after him and led her up some stairs. He opened the first door that he came to and ushered her inside. She leaned weakly against him.

He smiled and pulled her close and kissed her again. She did taste sweet. He slid his hands up her back and pulled her close to him as pushed the door close. He didn't know whose bedroom this was, but it would do.

She felt him pull her close as they kissed. She wished she could think straight, but her head seemed very cloudy and she couldn't make a decision. She tried to push him away slightly but he just pulled her closer.

He slid his lips down her neck and nipped at it lightly. He slid his hands to the bottom of her shirt and with one smooth motion pulled it over her head. He kissed her again as he pulled her close.

She couldn't believe he took her shirt off. She knew she had to stop this because she wasn't this type of person. She didn't sleep around. She opened her eyes and pushed him away slightly. "Evan I…what are you doing?"

He let her put some distance between them and with one hand at her bra he unfastened the bra. He pulled it down her arms and couldn't take his eyes off her beautiful naked breast. He cupped a breast and leaned over and kissed her. He felt her body shiver as he touched her.

He knew her brother was quite the lady's man and figured that she followed in his footsteps. With her very ample breast against his chest he moved towards the bed.

As she sat down heavily on the bed she fell backwards briefly and tried to clear the cobwebs out. She opened her eyes and focused on the man that was pulling his shirt over his head. She watched as he kicked off his shoes and felt him pull her sandals off. "Uh Evan I don't think we should do this."

He followed her as she tried to back up until she was at the head of the bed. He kissed her and pressed her back on the pillows that were behind her bed. He finally rose up and said "We don't need these right now." He pulled her eyeglasses off and sat them on the nightstand that was beside the bed.

She couldn't believe what was going on. She tried to push against his chest, but he was much bigger than she was. She was not a small girl by any means. She stood about five foot five and weighed around one sixty, so she wasn't a pixie like some of the girls around. But with Evan she felt small. As he continued to caress her body and kiss her she couldn't formulate a statement.

It was when she felt him slide her shorts off of her that she started to get scared. He slid them down her legs and shed his own jeans. As he slid back beside her she said "Evan stop."

He smiled down at her "You don't mean that. I can tell you're enjoying this." He continued to play with her breast, the nipples already hard from his hands and mouth. He kissed her again and this time slid his hand down her stomach and inside her panties. He slipped his tongue in her mouth when she gasped.

She couldn't believe what he was doing. No one had ever touched her where he was touching her. She couldn't help her body's reaction to his fingers as they slid in and out of her. She knew this was wrong she didn't want to go any further, but the sensations that she felt were clouding her judgment.

He groaned as he felt her body move ever so slightly with his fingers. She was wet and he figured she was ready enough for him. He pulled her panties down her body and shed his boxers. He started to reach for his jeans to get a condom out when she started to sit up. He turned around and kissed her. Her breast brushing his chest as he leaned over her again. He couldn't have her leaving as he was so close.

He knew he should be patient and get the condom, but he didn't want to take the chance that she would leave. So he slipped in between her legs and in one motion he was inside her and he stopped cold.

She cried out as he slid in her. It hurt and she couldn't help but whimper as he filled her and her body stretched to accommodate his size. Her nails dug into his arms as he didn't move once he was inside.

"Dammit." He swore as he found out something he had not expected. He felt the sweat start to slide down his neck. He would never have guessed she was a virgin, but it was too late to think about it now.

She tried to move away from him so she could relieve the pressure in her lower body.

Evan groaned as she moved underneath him. He knew she was hurting, but every time she moved it turned him on more. As tight as she was around him and her body moving it was all he could do not to take her this second.

She tried to push him off of her and gasped as he reached for her arms. He captured her wrists in his hand and pinned them above her head. "Becca stop."

She kept trying to move away from him. He held her wrists above her head and she couldn't get away.

He finally slid heavily on her and she stopped moving and stared at him. "Get off please."

He would have laughed if this was any other situation than what it was. "Sweetheart what's done is done." He slid his hand down to her hip and massaged it slightly. "I'm sorry; I didn't know you were a virgin."

She stared up at him as he held her hands above her head. "Please stop."

He swallowed and said "Just relax." He slid a hand between their bodies and slowly started to stroke her body. He watched as she closed her eyes and after a few moments her face relaxed a little bit. He continued to stroke her until he felt her body change and her hips moved with every stroke of his fingers. He gritted his teeth as the sweet torture only aroused him more.

He could hear her breath come in short gasps as he started to slide in and out of her body slowly. He continued this torture until he let go of her wrists so he could hold himself up a bit more steadily. He heard her soft moan as he felt her body tremble around his sex.

When he felt her climax against him he groaned and let himself go. Moments later he followed her and welcomed his own release. He collapsed on her and breathed in heavily as his body lay depleted. He finally lifted himself up and saw that she was about out of it. He moved and pulled the covers over their bodies. He would just wait a few until she came around then they would have to talk.

She had no idea what would happen the next morning, but she heard a booming voice as a door opened. She opened her eyes and was disoriented and quite a few things came at once. First there was a man standing at the doorway yelling and then there was another man sitting up beside her.

Brian swore when he saw Evan sit up. "What in the hell are you doing in my room Evan." But when the girl turned over and slowly sat up holding her head with one hand and another hand held the sheet to hide her nudity he almost hit the ceiling. "Becca!"

She moaned and shook her head "Oh my head." She thought it sounded like Brian, but that made no sense.

Brian swore and heard Matt walk up behind him. He stared hard at Evan as he sat there. He wanted to kill the man. It was obvious that they were both naked and it was obvious at what had transpired in his bed.

"Evan get the fuck out of my room right now."

Becca couldn't see anything and was upset. She couldn't keep the tears out of her voice. "Where are my glasses?" She said softly.

Evan swore as he reached for her glasses. "Here they are." He looked at Brian. "I need to talk to her."

Brian walked into his bedroom and said "I don't want to hear any explanation on what you are doing in bed with Becca. Get your ass out of here Evan."

Evan knew this was not the time to fight. He glanced at Becca who obviously was upset as she tried to push her hair back out of her face to put her glasses on without losing her sheet. He started to reach for her only to have Brian yell at him.

"Don't you dare touch her. Get the fuck out of here Evan. I'm serious before I beat the shit out of you myself." He yelled at him.

She made a sound of distress as the yelling continued. Brian glared at Evan and walked over to where she was sitting. He sat down on the bed and didn't even glance at Evan as he slid out from the bed and pulled on his clothes.

Brian reached for Becca's long hair and slid it out of her face and said "Let me help you." He tipped her face back and saw the tears coursing down her face. "It's okay sweetheart." He picked up her glasses and slid them on her gently. "You okay?"

She held her head. "My head hurts so bad."

He said "Lay down and I'll get you something."

He reached for her hand and helped her lay down. When she put her hand down he looked at it and a very intense feeling came over him. He saw the bruises on her wrists. His jaw tightened and it was all he could do not to yell. He said "I'll be right back."

He walked down the stairs and saw Evan standing in the middle of the living room. As Evan turned around he hauled back his fist and hit him as hard as he could. Evan never saw it coming. He fell backwards and landed on the floor and looked up at the man who was furious. He nursed his jaw and said "I know I deserve that."

Brian swore "What the fuck is wrong with you." He shook his head and said "I don't even want to deal with you, but I'll tell you something. I'm going to make a phone call and by the time I come back you had better not be here."

Evan said "I need to talk to Becca."

Brian stopped and turned to him. "Get out."

Evan slowly stood up and finally turned around and walked out. He knew this was not the time or place to get into anything.

Brian stopped and picked up the phone after a few rings Shawn picked up.

"Hey man." Brian said.

"What's up?"

"I need you to come to my parent's house."

Shawn frowned. "Everything okay?"

Brian closed his eyes. "I'll talk to you after you get here."

Shawn said "You okay?"

"Yeah. Just hurry Shawn."

Brian sat the phone down and got a couple of aspirin and saw Matt in the living room. "I don't know what the hell happened last night Matt. But if I were you I'd disappear." He turned around and walked up the stairs.

After he got a couple of aspirin down Becca he pulled the sheet up around her and shut the door. He would wait until she was more alert before anything else. Normally it took about thirty five minutes or so to get to his house from the college, but Shawn made it in twenty. As he walked in Brian was sitting on the sofa holding his head in his hands.

Shawn walked in and stopped as Brian looked up. He had a very strange look. "What's up?"

Brian said "I got a shock when I got here."

Shawn nodded. "Okay.

Brian said "I walked up the stairs and when I opened the door to my room I found out that it was occupied." He took a deep breath "It was Evan."

Shawn scowled "Why the hell was that asshole here?" He hated that man. Over three years ago he had slept with his girlfriend after he had gotten drunk. And for the past three years the two men had went at it more than once.

He said "He wasn't alone Shawn."

He asked "Who was with him?"

Brian said "Becca."

Shawn's eyes widened. "Not my sister."

Brian slowly nodded. "Yeah." He watched as Shawn's jaw tightened and his hands clenched. A red tinge hit his throat and he could see the anger overwhelming his friend.

"Tell me that son-of-a-bitch did not sleep with my sister man. Tell me he did not do that."

Brian said "I wish I could."

"Dammit." He swore and turned away. He paced back and forth for a few minutes then said "Where is she at?"





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