The Mystery of Estelle Boss

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I heard shouting in the other room again. I heard a muffled 'oof' from the hall and Alex barged into the room slamming the door behind him. He stomped up to me and grabbed my arms tightly. His soft lips touched mine hard and full of passion.
I struggled but gave in after a short second. Seriously, I am young but I get experiences that older people ought to get.
I closed my eyes and fell into a trance. His chest pushed against mine when he pulled closer and brought his hands up and down my back. I started breathing heavier. He pushed me against the wall of the shower and took off his soaking wet t-shirt. He held my face keeping me against the wall. I grabbed his arms and rubbed his chest. He ran his fingers through my wet hair and I caressed his back. He swung me around swiftly and we walked out of the shower, him pushing me forcefully to reach the door. We stumbled into the hall dripping wet. He reached down and picked my legs up so I wrapped my legs around his body and he walked two steps down the hall to reach his bedroom. I glimpsed Lucifer watching us from down the hall smiling and slowly clapping.
I gripped Alex tighter. He closed the door behind us with his foot. He walked to the bed and roughly threw me down on his bed. He kneeled down and brought his hands down my stomach and caressed my hips. I ran my fingers through his hair as he breathed on me and his warmth sifted to touch me. He began to lick me. I moaned softly as he kissed my pussy. I moved my hips as he went deeper and pleased me. He kissed my hip and brought his hands up my thighs and caressed my hips. He licked his fingers and slipped them into me.
I groaned as he fingered me quickly. He curved his fingers as my moaning got louder. I felt myself building up. He stopped abruptly and ripped off his pants and boxers. He kneeled again and ate me out. He licked me and I moaned. I stretched my hand down to rub myself pleasing every need. He put his fingers into me again. He put and extra finger in. Three fingers. He fucked me with his fingers faster. My breathing was slim. I ran out of breath as he curved his fingers again inside of me. I could feel myself about to burst. I wanted to close my legs but forced them open. My legs started shaking and I gripped the sheets under me. I let out a cry as he hit my g spot. He fingered ever so quickly as I got his bed wet cumming. He slid his hands out and kissed my neck. I whimpered and he ran his hands up my hips as he stood up and pushed me further up the bed. I sat up and he lied beside me.
I climbed on top of him and he brought his hands up and down my stomach and chest. He lowered me onto his dick. I bent down to kiss him again and he held my face gently as I moved methodically on top of him. It all happened so quickly. He pushed me straight upright and I bounced on him. He let his fingers touch my hips as I moved. I let my head swing back and I tried to take deeper breaths. My heart was beating so fast I could hear it. My hands would drift from his hips to his chest as I moved. He gripped my hips and we switched places. I was on the bottom and he was standing on the side of the bed with one leg on the bed. We took each others hands as he penetrated me again. I moaned softly as he thrust back and forth, back and forth. Harder, faster, deeper. He thrust quicker and propped himself up with his hand. He took my hand and squeezed it tightly. His hips thudded against my pelvis as he thrust deeper. He went faster. As I built up again, he reached his climax. He thrusted one more time and tried to pull out. Before he could, he exploded. He continued thrusting in me. I stopped breathing as he cummed into me. I grasped the blankets under the pressure. His cum flowed into me. I grimaced and moaned as I was forced to be filled. He slowed down when his build up was gone.
I inhaled deeply as he pulled out.
He bent over and kissed my lips. I ran my fingers through his hair. He kissed my neck and gently held my waist. I slowed my breathing. He hadn't said a word once yet nor had he moaned except for when he cummed into me. Now, he finally spoke up, "I love you, Estelle."
I twined my fingers into his, "I know."
He smirked, "Tell me how much."
I smiled and looked at him, "I love you so much I'm going to keep living for you. I'm going to tell you everyday how much I love you, and you can remember this day and what I went through. You will know how much I love you because I still trust you and I'll never leave you. You'll know by the sound of my voice because I healed you. Because you saved me and because we brought life into each other. I will live for you. That's how much I love you."
He nodded slightly and kissed me again. He kissed my neck and I said, "Your turn."
He kissed my lips gently and said, "I love you so much, I would kill for you."
I played with his hair, "You do that for many people, Alex. What would you do for me?"
He kissed my hand and said, "I love you so much, I would say your name recklessly no matter the consequences from you since I love your name so much. And one day I wish to say your name with mine at the end. Since we met, I lived. I began again. I found something worth living for and not being stupid over. I learned that true love exists. It exists in smiles, names, and the touch of a hand. At your touch, I live. At your smile, I melt. And at your name, I find love. I love you so much, I will say your name as mine thousands of times. Estelle Boss, I love you, and I want you to be my life."
In saying this, he stood up and helped me to sit before him. He knelt down before me holding my hands. Tears weld in my eyes. He bowed his head and asked me, "Estelle Truth Boss, will you promise me you will say 'yes' when I ask you to marry me?"
I nodded and slipped off the bed to be next to him. I kneeled and kiss him. "Alex With, I will say 'yes' if you ask me now or any day."
He smiled and kissed me, "Estelle, I love you."
At that moment, someone knocked on the door. Lucifer said, "Hey, lovebirds, I assume you're done since the moaning has stopped."
I immediately turned red and let Alex answer, "Luke, this girl has a talent. She hasn't gotten experience from you has she?"
He chuckled answering, "No, Alex, I didn't do anything. She's just a natural probably. Can I come in?"
Alex stumbled up and put a blanket across the two of us. He took my hand and said, "You can come, Luke."
Lucifer opened the door and poked his head in. He grinned and opened the door to come in to the room. He walked to the bed and sat down next to Alex putting his arm around both of us.
"So, sweetheart, how'd he do?" he asked me.
I blushed and by that time I probably looked like a tomato.
Alex hugged me close and spoke for me, "Lucifer, could you just leave us be?"
He raised his eyebrows at Alex and me, "Why?" He poked Alex in the chest and said, "Are you afraid of answering, little bro'?"
I took over the conversation, "Lucifer, I would like some privacy with Alex please."
Lucifer took a French accent, "Hon hon hon, so she wants to be alone with her master. I'll go so you guys can, " he grinned foolishly, "be alone."
I looked at Alex and smirked biting my lip. Lucifer closed the door quietly and left us. I looked at Alex again and moved my body on top of him in cowgirl position. He fondled my breasts. I gasped slightly and felt him becoming hard again. I kissed him gently biting his lower lip. He kissed my neck and I moaned softly. His member got harder under me as I moaned. I scratched at his back as he kissed my neck and shoulders. He hugged me tightly against him as he slipped his hands down to my ass and grabbed it.
He kissed my neck and he flipped me over him and swung his body on mine. He leaned forward to breath on my neck. I let out a long breath as he played with my breasts again. His chest pressed against my back.
I put my arms above me to put my hands on his neck. He kissed my neck again and said, "You need to say my name."
I gritted my teeth. "Alex."
He squeezed my breasts. I winced. "Fuck. Alex, that hurts."
He squeezed them harder. I gasped and put my hands on his. He continued kissing my neck, "Say my name."
I groaned, "Oh, fuck, Alex!"
He lessened his grip and brought his hands down my waist to my thighs. I bit my lip as he kissed my neck.
Suddenly, the door swung open and Max stomped in. He shouted and pulled Alex off of me. I lost my breath. Max shoved Alex against the wall and put his arm on Alex's neck making Alex choke. I leaned up. Max spoke, "Who do you think you are?"
Alex coughed with Max pushing harder on his neck. I stood up and tried to pull Max's arm away. He slapped me and I faltered backwards. I stood up and watched them saying, "Max, I don't know you. You don't know me. You don't know him and us."
He spit on Alex. "Estelle, there should be no 'us' for you two."
I again tried to pull Max's arm away and he resisted. Alex wheezed and started turning dark red. I furrowed my brow and sternly said, "Max, let go of Alex."
He huffed and slowly let Alex go. Alex coughed and rubbed his neck glaring at Max, "You asshole, mother fucking cock blocker."
Max clapped him on the shoulder, "My brave friend, those are strong words you are using."
Alex spit at his face, "They suit you perfectly, Boss." Max wiped his face off and turned around. Alex walked around him to me. Max put his finger on my chin, "Mother would not be proud of you, dear."
I turned my head away from him. "You didn't know Mother."
He grinned, "Oh, Estelle, but I did."
I looked at Alex and back at Max. "What is that supposed to mean?"
He shook his head and looked at my body, "Estelle, it means that Mother was a slut. In fact, you're just like her."
Alex suddenly punched Max. I took a step back. My emotions were over flowing all of a sudden. I ran out of the room to the bathroom. I found my clothes there and threw them on. The pants were soft against my legs and I felt stronger somehow with clothes on. I walked out of the bathroom to see Alex and Max whispering between each other in the bedroom doorway. I slowly walked the opposite way hoping they wouldn't notice me.
Fortunately, they were to focused on each other that I sneaked away to the living room. I looked at the small coffee table and decided to walk into the kitchen. Lucifer stood at the home bar with a glass of whiskey in his hand. He smirked, "I guess Max went in and talked to Alex?"
I shrugged, "I don't really know what's happening."
I walked to the bar and leaned on it next to him. He said to me, "Max is your brother as I'm sure you know by now." I nodded. He continued, "Quite frankly, Max doesn't want anybody to hurt you."
I chuckled, "Yeah right."
He pushed a glass to me. I pushed it back, "I don't drink."
He nodded, "Figured. Well, anyway... After I came to check on you guys, Max asked me what y'all were doing. I told him y'all were just having fun. He took it in consideration for a moment and then got mad. He told me he was going to go stop it. I've known Max for a long time. I knew I couldn't interfere."
I looked at him, "How do you know Max? And why didn't you tell me about him earlier?"
Lucifer sighed, "I met Max when we were both young. We grew up together without good parents so we hanged out all the time. He and I got to be like weird brothers. Only difference was that he was an only child and I had a brother. His father was a total ass. His mother wasn't so bad, but she wasn't a good mother. She left Max and her husband, Jack Boss. She kept her name, Boss, when she remarried because it was her professional name. Seeing that she was a lawyer attorney and sales agent, she wanted a name that sounded commanding. That's why your last name is Boss instead of Camille like your father's.
Besides that, Max was always mad about his mother leaving. He never talked badly about her, but I could tell he hated her. I knew that he would do something crazy. When he got into the drug business and took people and made them suffer to hurt others, I tried to stop him. I tried to get him help. It didn't work. That's why he took my wife and hurt her.
When he did that, I left him. I kept away from him. I never stopped thinking about him. Fifteen years ago, when you were born, he got angrier. That was when he got into his business. Your mother died when you were young, but you don't know what happened. I heard that Max's business had grown and he had workers for him helping him to hurt others. You think your mother died of tuberculosis. No. He was only sixteen when she was murdered. He wasn't affected by it though. In fact, he was relieved and his anger subsided until Alex started talking about you. It was easy for him to take it that she died because he was the one who caused her death."
I said nothing waiting for him to continue.
He put his hand and my shoulder, "Your mother died because Max poisoned her."
Tears weld in my eyes and I covered my mouth with my hand. I calmed myself down and took a deep breath, "Please continue."
He clamped my shoulder and said, "Are you sure?"
I nodded and sniffled running my fingers through my hair. "Yes."
He paused for a moment letting me breath. "Max got his father to help him poison her. Do you remember that your mother was afraid for a while before she died?"
I nodded. He told me, "It was because she met up with her ex husband. They had dinner together and Jack poisoned her drink with arsenic poisoning. He put long-acting anticoagulants in her food to increase the pain and internal bleeding. She was being burned inside out. The doctors thought it was Tuberculosis because she was coughing blood. After that, Jack left the country and neither Max nor I have seen him since."
I stopped thinking about her hand holding mine as she died. I stopped thinking about her blood stained shirt and her horrible coughing. I couldn't think about her voice when she told me to be strong. I stopped remembering her eyes losing their life, her shaking body, her wheezing voice trying to tell me it was going to be ok. When she had taken me to the zoo the weekend before her death. When she kissed my forehead every morning before going to work. I stopped thinking about her and my father hugging and holding me. I didn't stop actually. I embraced those feelings and thoughts. I surpassed all thoughts of Max and only thought of my mother and father. Her sweet smile stuck in my mind, her lulling voice ringing in my head saying I love you.
I remembered her dying breath, her last words. I spoke aloud, "'Take care of your father. Don't be mad at your brother. I love you, Estelle. Don't forget me.' That was the last thing she said to me."
At that moment, Max stepped into the doorway. He spoke softly, his voice full of anger and hatred, "She died for a worthy cause."
I couldn't think of any ways to respond so I stepped forward and slapped him. He snarled at me, "I regret nothing, sister."
I slapped him again, "Don't you ever call me sister again."
He raised his hands defensively. "Fine," he spat the words at me, "I'll call you 'my sister' because, Estelle, that is who you are, and nothing will change that. Ever."
I scowled at him full of anger and about to burst, "I am not your sister. I may be blood to you, but I am no family of yours."
He grabbed my hands tightly, "You are my only family, Estelle. You, alone, make me not alone. You will forever be my sister and I will call you that for eternity in this hell of a world."
I shook his hands away, "You make the world hell. I do not complete you, or make you feel not alone. If anything, I will make you feel more alone, more desperate; I will tear you up until you are secluded and never in my sight again."
He stepped back his breath sounding shaky. I thought he might collapse. Instead, his face darkened and he slapped me so hard I fell to the ground.
As I stood up he said, "Estelle, that was a mistake. I know you will regret it when the time comes, my sister."
And in completing his final word, he stormed out of the kitchen and slammed the door out of the house. I looked at the ground thinking about what just happened. Lucifer patted my shoulder, "Estelle, he'll come back. When he does, you need to be prepared."
I shook my head. "Lucifer, I don't care. I'm prepared for anything the lunatic can throw at me."
Alex walked in silently and clapped my shoulder, "No, Estelle, you're not. You have no idea what he can do."
I looked up at him, "Alex."
I hugged him burying my head in his chest. I felt his hand stroking the back of my head him whispering to me, "I'll protect you. Everywhere you go, I go."
Suddenly, that somehow reminded me of the fact that I was probably a missing person and I haven't been going to school. I raised my head to meet his eyes. "Alex, will you go to school with me?"
He gripped my shoulders, "Anywhere you go, yes."
I stepped from his grasp and opened the fridge door. "You know, guys, I hate to be a bugger especially since that just went down, but I am really hungry." I looked at Alex and Lucifer, "After all, I haven't eaten properly in three days or so."
Alex nodded, "Of course, and after you eat, I'll drive you to your house and I'll stay with you."
I smiled. Lucifer looked at our interlocked hands and chuckled, "I wonder what your father will say about this."
I frowned, "Gosh, dang it! I didn't think of that."
Alex lifted my chin, "Estelle, he can't do anything to break me away from you. If he doesn't like me, then he'll have to learn to."
I looked away, "No, Alex. My dad will kill me if he sees you with me."
Lucifer stepped between us, "How 'bout I go talk to him for y'all?"
I shook my head, "Bad idea."
Alex ran his fingers through his hair, "Why would he be against us?"
Lucifer stepped back and said, "Wait a minute. You guys. Alex hasn't met your father?"
My eyes widened, "That's it!"
They stared at me confusedly. I walked out of the room and sat on the couch. They followed; Lucifer sat in the chair opposite me and Alex sat beside me. I took a bite of the apple I took from the fridge. They stared at me while I ate. Lucifer sat back in the chair and sighed. Alex stood up and walked to the hall. He turned into the bathroom and closed the door. I swallowed and started talking, "Lucifer, I need your help for this."
He sat up and grinned, "Alright, sweetheart, what you got for me?"
I glanced to the hall making sure Alex wasn't coming back. "Ok. I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend. My dad will be furious and Alex will too. They'll both be yelling at me and you. Alex will eventually say something like 'I thought you loved me, not him' and then my dad will agree with Alex saying something like 'I would rather you love him than this man.' Understand?"
He nodded slowly, "You're a trickster, sweetheart." he smirked, "Cute."
I rolled my eyes, "Are you in or not?"
He stuck out his hand, "I'm in, darlin.'"
I shook his hand. Alex came out and saw our hands. He motioned to our hands saying, "What's this?"
I let go first, "We made a plan. You wanna hear it?"
He sat down, "Sure."
I told him, "So I was thinking we should invite my dad to dinner. He'll be really happy and he'll meet us there. At about halfway through the meal after you've made a good impression on him and Lucifer is just himself being the devil he is, I'll tell my dad about us. He'll accept it because he would rather me be with you instead of the devil, Lucifer."
He asked me then, "Ok, when do we leave?"
I looked at their grinning faces and smiled, "Now."