Dirty Little Secret

Chapter 1 Black Magic

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The part of Stephen Roberts is played by Stephen Amell, he's the actor from Arrow. If you don't know who he is check him out he's extremely hot!

Jessica is played by just someone I made up, so you'll have to imagine her. She has black hair that passes just below her shoulders, she's 5 foot 7 inches without heels and has piercing blue eyes.

Jenny the maid is Bonnier Hunt, I saw Cheaper By The Dozen and thought that she looked like a motherly type and that she would make a good maid in the story. And for those of you on the computer enjoy the photos on the side.

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"Mum! I'm home, what's for dinner?" My voice echoes though the empty hallway, as I drop my bag on the couch I head to the kitchen I see our maid; Jenny preparing dinner. "Oh hey sweetie, your mum's still at work she has a deadline to meet so she'll be home a little late today." "Yeah just like every other day" I mumble, "hey Jen! I'm gonna head out for a while, I'll be back by dinner okay?" "Wait, where are you going?" "Just for a walk I'll be back don't worry." Jogging to my room I grab a wad of bills and make my way towards the front door.

The skies are already turning dark as I walk through the park, the clicking of my heels echo through the vast and deserted park. I need to grab a drink and clear my head, I'm getting tired of my mum. She's not even a proper mum! She never has time for me she's always busy with her stupid job. Jenny has been more of a mum to me then she ever has. Walking out of the park I notice a small bar sign out of the corner of my eye, making my way towards it I can see that the bar is different from others. It stands out. I mean for starters all of it's black, everything from the door to the pitch black glass windows. You can't even see what's going on inside. Looking up I see the sign which reads "Black Magic" I guess that'll explain all the black. The bar looks so strange and totally something that I would just waltz in to. Walking in I notice that the inside is much like the outside, the tables, chairs, walls and everything else is completely black. Adding a dark and mysterious effect to the whole bar, the only things that really pop out amongst everything are the different coloured bottles of booze behind the counter and the bunches of red roses on every table. Smiling I walk towards the very cute bartender. Sitting down across from him on the stool I note down his striking features, his strongly defined jaw, crystal clear blue eyes and dark brunette hair. I'm forced out of my thoughts when he opens his mouth to ask me a question. His deep voice sends a delicious tingle up the base of my spine, fixing my posture and coming out of my daze I ask "sorry! What was that?" Grinning widely he asks again " I said how old are you miss?" "Oh, right sorry! Here's my ID" I hand him my fake ID lets just hope he falls for it. "Great" he smiles handing it back, "so what's your poison?" "Erm...I'll have a whiskey please." "Coming right up! I'm Stephen by the way" he extends his right hand which I gladly shake. "Jessica call me Jess!" "Sure thing Jess."

Stephen's POV

I noticed her the moment she walked in. She definitely made a statement with what she chose to wear. She wore a white vest with an inverted cross printed on it and the sides cut out, it showed off some of her lace covered breasts and I couldn't help but stare. Her leather pants stuck to her long legs like a second skin and her velvet black heels clicked on the floorboards. As she sat down I asked her how old she was, she must have zoned out as I had to ask again. She handed me her ID it said she was 21, clearly it was fake but in this bar you can drink and work here even if you're 18 so I handed it back to her without any questions. Handing her her drink I carry on with my work, yet I still continue to look at her when she's not looking. She seems stressed. "Hard day?" I ask "I guess you could say that." "Well then why don't yo-" I got cut off by her phone ringing, she mumbled something and rejected the call. "Who was that?" I ask curious "nobody, it's fine!" She quickly replies back. "Okay...if you say so!" She stayed the rest of my shift, as I served other customers she sat there and kept me company. I watched the bar slowly empty out as the old customers left and were eventually replaced by different ones throughout the course of the night. Looking down at her watch she suddenly shouts "SHIT! It's nearly 1:00am I gotta go!" "Wait! Why don't you wait for a bit? My shift finishes in about five minutes, I have a car I can drop you off." She pauses to think about my offer "errr I dunno if that's a goo-" "oh come on! I don't think it's safe for you to walk home by yourself this late at night." "Fine! I guess you're right" I couldn't help but let a smile spread across my face "alright hang on, I'm almost done." A couple of minutes later I had her in my car and on the way to her house, we carried on talking about anything that just popped into our heads. After a while we stopped outside of this huge building "holy shit! You live here?" Laughing at my reaction she says "yeah my mother is a business women and he gets pretty good money! Anyways thank you so much for the ride, I owe you one." Leaning over the passengers seat she gives me a hug. When she leans over I feel my arms sliding across the smooth skin of her bare sides, I also feel her warm breath on the side of my neck and it makes my jeans grow a little tight. Willing the thought to go away I break the embrace and let her make her way out of my car and inside her house.

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I go back to the bar a few times throughout the next couple of weeks, mostly just to see Stephen. I feel safe and happy with him and it's almost like I've known him for as long as I can remember. The only thing that annoys me is the fact that I can't keep my eyes off of him. I catch myself starring at his butt when he turns around or bends down. And I always look at the slight stubble on his sexy face and imagine the tingle it would create between my legs. I know that I have to stop thinking like this because he would never want someone like me, he could have anyone he wants so why would he even take a second glance towards me? Lying in bed I sigh and feel my eyelids start to droop and my limbs grow heavy; closing my eyes I drift off to sleep. "Hey Jess wake up It's me!" A familiar deep voice stirs me from my nap "what the hell?! Stephen? What are you doing here and how did you get in?" "Your maid let me in." Sitting up on the bed and rubbing the sleep from my eyes I look at Stephen properly trying to understand why he would come here. I notice him starring at my body, looking down I notice that I'm only wearing an oversized men's checkered red and black shirt and worst of all half of it's unbuttoned showing off my black lace bra. I look up to see Stephen's face only inches away from mine, he leans close and places his soft lips on mine before I know what's happening I feel him pulling away. Not willing to let that happen I wrap my hands around the back of his neck and pull him towards me; locking our lips in the process. A slight growl escapes from his mouth and at the sound of it my panties grow slightly damp. Lying on the bed with him pinned on top of me we continue to kiss, Stephen deepens the kiss and pushes his tongue past my lips as his hands travel down the front of my body unbuttoning my shirt. His large hands grope at my breasts causing me to release a pleasurable moan. His lips tear apart from mine and start to suck and nip at my neck leaving delicious bruises behind. Wrapping my legs around his waist I grind myself to him causing some much needed friction, I instantly feel him harden on top of me making my folds slick with anticipation. He moves downwards towards my panties, grabbing the sides he yanks them away and discards them somewhere in the room. My breathing quickens at the thought of his mouth on me, looking up he whispers "I've wanted to do this for so long, you have no idea." He licks my clit causing me to yelp, holding down my hips he gets to work. His mouth attacks my pussy licking it up like a man riddled with hunger, his tongue drives itself inside of me pushing itself in and out causing me to moan loudly and grind myself against his face. "Stephen baby! FUCK! That's feels so good, don't stop please!" I chant his name over and over like a prayer. Sucking on my clit he enters one of his long digits into me, it slips in easily. He pumps his finger upwards causing him to hit my g-spot perfectly, he adds two more fingers and sucks hard on my clit. Making me thrash around on the bed he pins me down using his left arm and continues his delicious assault on me. Wet noises fill the room as I come closer and closer towards my much needed release. One of my hands pull at his hair as the other one balls the sheets between clenched fists. "Aaah FUCK! I'm gonna cum! Don't stop I'm so close." As soon as I feel my orgasm hit I bolt awake on my bed covered in a light sheen of sweat and on the brink of cumming. "Fuck! It was just a dream, Stephen what the hell are you doing to me?" I whisper to a dark and empty room.