Blind Side Of Love by Beth Rinyu

their fists and not guns."
     "Yeah, I do now, that's for sure."
     I turned around and stared at him. My stomach hurt just looking at his banged up face. "I can't believe how stupid you are! Now how are you going to explain that mess on your face to Mom and Dad?" 
    "Just let me worry about that. I promise, Becca, I learned my lesson."
     I turned around, hoping that he had and that I wasn't going to regret not telling my parents.
     
     
     

 

    Once we arrived home, I helped my brother clean up his face and got him some Tylenol. "I'm going to bed, I’m beat. Thanks Becca."
    "Jordan, just promise me that you will never be that stupid again."
    He nodded. "I promise."
    "And stay the hell away from Ashton Barrett!"
    "I will." He leaned down and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Good night, Becca. Love you."
    "Love you, too," I replied while hugging him tightly. No matter how big and stupid he was, he would always be my little brother who I would protect with everything I had.
    I walked back downstairs and into the family room where Drew was sitting on the couch waiting for me. "Thanks for calming me down. If you hadn't been there, my parents would have been on their way home, ready to kill my brother," I said while taking a seat next to him.
    "No problem, Becca."
    "I just hope that he's learned his lesson." I sighed.
    "You're a good big sister." Drew smiled.
    "Thanks," I said, leaning my head on his shoulder.
    "I should get going so you can get some sleep."
    I lifted my head and looked at him with disappointment. "Well, I'm not very tired after all of that excitement." He kissed me on my head and my insides began to tingle for him once again. I was finding that it didn't take much for this to happen whenever he was around. 
    "Okay, I just didn't want to keep you from getting your rest. Want to watch a movie or something?" he asked.
    I shook my head and stared into his eyes before standing up and taking his hand. He looked at me strangely as I pulled him off the couch. I led him up the stairs to my bedroom and closed the door behind us, knowing that I was breaking the number one rule in my house: no boys in the bedroom . That rule was never challenged, because I had never brought a boy home before. Since my parents were away until Sunday and my brother was probably already passed out in his room, which was all the way down the hall, I knew I was safe.
    We took a seat on my bed and my lips instantly found their way to his. He grabbed the back of my hair, pulling me closer and kissing me harder while he lifted my shirt over my head. He removed my bra before laying me down on my bed.
    “Drew, this is my first time,” I whispered, a little ashamed to admit it.
    His eyes widened as he gently swept his hand along my face. “Are you sure you want—” I nodded before he could even get the words out. I had never wanted anything more in my entire life. He kissed me again, this time a little gentler, moving his lips to my breast and tenderly taking it into his mouth. I arched my back and ran my hands through his hair, feeling my insides becoming awakened. He looked up at me and smiled before moving his lips back up to my neck. “Becca, are you sure that you want to do this?”
    “Yes! I want you, Drew. I want you to be my first.” 
    His lips trailed down my stomach as he unbuttoned my shorts, slipping them off along with my underwear. I took a deep breath when I felt him moving his way further down. I gasped as he began to work magic on my body with his tongue. Krista always talked about oral sex and how wonderful it was and I always thought that she was exaggerating. I realized now that she wasn’t. I ran my hands through his hair, lifting my hips in excitement. He gently placed his finger inside of me and I took a deep breath. He looked up at me, gauging my reaction. I tried desperately to hide the pain on my face but failed miserably. He moved back up and took me in his arms.
    “Becca, maybe we should just wait. I don’t