More Than Just Destiny

Hey guys! This is Ace, the writer of ‘From My Little Corner’ and ‘Dancing with the Devil’. This is a new story of mine that I decided to conjure up because I wasn’t able to sleep one night.

Um, I’m not too sure where to go with this story just yet, but I hope you do enjoy reading it while I think up of something. Hah. : ]

Read and review, please!

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Chapter I : More Than Meets the Eye


It was August fourth. A Saturday night. A long Saturday, it was.

She’d spent most of her day working that day until her father decided to picked her up to attend a family reunion with some family friends attending as well. It was more or less like a barbeque somewhere in the middle of the night. Quite interesting, but these people were her family – things such as grilling meat out in the backyard of someone’s house at ten at night came as old news to her.

Her name was Destiny James. She was sixteen at that time. She was sixteen and beautiful. Destiny had a full head of luscious brown and black hair that was at the length of her shoulders, a tad bit longer actually with eyes that were as blue as the ocean waters. Her skin was fair and she had the body of a coke bottle.

She didn’t look sixteen and was always mistaken for being older than she really was. Sometimes she would be eighteen or nineteen, heck, she even received a, ‘are you twenty-one?’ comment.

It was just about an hours drive up to her father’s friend’s house – or more like mansion, if you ask me. There were more than thirty rooms to the house with a miniature theatre room and two garages. They had two swimming pools, too.

Destiny was just about to fall asleep when her father’s SUV drove up onto their driveway, turning off the engine. “Girly-girl, we’re here.” The man flicked at her ear ‘causing her to jump up and hit the side of the door.

“You’re so mean, Dad.” The girl glared at the older man with her icy orbs before making her way off the car.

Standing behind her father as he made his way up towards the front door, ringing on their doorbell, the girl shifted uncomfortably. She wasn’t ready to see everyone, especially not even a year or so. Destiny had changed a lot in that time period, but then again, it was typical for a teenager to change a lot on a year’s time.

When the door opened, her blue eyes stared down onto the stoned ground. She followed her father into the house which they were instantly greeted by dozens of his old friends. They all have known each other for more than half their lives. Most of them met when they were only in high school while some were met through college.

The dark-haired girl looked up at the surroundings. Last time she was here, it was Christmas of last year. Things were crazy and she did crazy things. Things that she’d rather not remember. Well, she did anyway.

No one could blame her though. They shouldn’t have given her alcohol to begin with knowing that she had low tolerance to it. But they did. And she got really drunk and ended up making out with her father’s best friend’s son, who was just about a good ten years older than her.

Hey, he was hot and he was engaged.

Dirty little secrets.

Destiny grinned to herself. It was fun though. She was glad they didn’t go any further than that, who knows what would have happened.

Sighing to herself, she finally glanced up to look at the familiar faces. Everyone grew quiet as they stared at the girl. Yeah, she changed quite a bit because every single person started to shout out her name. Well, all the people she knew of course. There were… a few boys there that she didn’t recognize.

Though, saying boys wouldn’t have made much sense. They were HIS friends after all. Her blue eyes met up with him. Richard. Richard Nicols. The man grinned; hold up a beer bottle to the girl before taking a gulp, setting it down. Their eyes connected a moment longer before he turned his attention back towards his friends.

Smiling to herself, Destiny let herself get drowned in the showers of compliments she received.

“Oh, you’re so grown up now! Look at that beautiful body of yours!”

“How old are you? Only sixteen?! Goodness, you look like you could be twenty!”

“Your face is just a beautiful as it used to be. Smooth and unscarred!”

“Did you grow? Well, you still look short!”

Blinking a few times at the last comment, Destiny turned around towards the man she made out with a year back. He stood there with his hands stuck inside his pocket, his friends standing behind him, chatting idly, casting a glance over at the girl every now and then.

“Excuse you,” The dark-haired girl raised an eyebrow, placing a hand on her hip as the adults walked off, making their way towards the kitchen table where the burgers and whatever else meat there was lying about. “I believe it’s called vertically challenged?”

Richard laughed, rolling his eyes. He had the most beautiful green eyes, “Still just as sarcastic, I see?”

“And you’re still full of it.”

“You know you love it.”

“I think you need to deflate some of that air in your head before someone comes along and pops it for you.”

The older man gave her a harsh look before that smile returned on his face, “Alright. Alright. You win.” He pulled his hands out from his pocket, holding it in the midst of the air, admitting defeat.

Of course, she won; she always wins.

“Not much of a big surprise, is there?” She tilted her head towards the side, letting her hair slip along, “If you’ll excuse me Ricky, I’m starving and I want food.” With that, Destiny made her way past the group of men and towards the kitchen as if it was her own house.

In a sense, it was. She used to come all the time with both her parents before her mother passed away. That’s when they had to move. But that’s another time and another story.

Destiny grabbed a paper plate, making her way over towards the heavenly aroma. There was chicken and beef, bacon and ham, fried fish and crawfish. Oh God, she’d die happy tonight.

The sixteen year old ended up taking a bit of everything since they were just too delicious to pass on by. She sat by herself one of the love seats, taking the meat and devouring them – with etiquette.

Her blue eyes wondered around as she scanned the room, taking in the familiar and unfamiliar sights. There were the women that she called aunties and the men which she called uncles. Then there were the girls that she called big sisters and those boys that she called big brothers. Then the strangers.

She got a good look of them. Why? Because most of the ‘strangers’ were Richard’s friend and his friends were hot. Hot. Hot. Hot.

Pausing halfway through a bite into her chicken leg, her blue eyes were connected with a pair of soft chocolate brown ones. Who was he? Destiny wanted to know. The man smiled at her, giving her a faint nod before he turned away, a hand in his pocket while the other was holding onto the beer bottle.

Another friend of Richard’s.

It’s true that Destiny liked older men, but they always got her into trouble for doing things she couldn’t do. But hey, what’s in a relationship if there’s isn’t something to risk?

About thirty minutes later, Destiny was still in the same seat. Her stomach was full and her eyes were drooping. A nice sleep could have done justice. Just then, she noticed a familiar yet unfamiliar face appear before her. He sat down but she paid no mind. It was a free country and the man could sit wherever he wanted to.

“What’s your name?” His voice piped up as the man attempted to strike up a conversation.

Destiny looked around to see if he was talking to anyone. But there wasn’t anyone around. It had to have been her. “Um… I’m Destiny.” The dark-haired girl smiled faintly, resting her head on the back of the seat.

He had a nice soothing voice. It was alto and husky. Not to mention, sexy. Very. Sexy.

“What’s your name?”

“Devon.” That was a quick answer.

The blue-eyed girl smiled, “It’s a nice name.”

“As it is yours.” He returned the smile.

“I know.” Destiny grinned now, “If you’ll excuse me…” She started, sighing just a little as she pushed herself off the love seat, “I’m going to go watch a movie.” She pointed up at the ceiling to the next floor, raising both her brows delicately.

She wasn’t hinting at anything. It was just her reaction to things. With that said she gave Devon a faint nod and ascended her way up the stairs slowly. She knew he was watching her. And she gave him a nice show while she was at it, swaying her hips from side to side, her bottom caressing against that short skirt she had one.

Upon opening the door, there wasn’t anyone inside. The movie was on though, but it was lifeless otherwise. Good. She wanted to be somewhere where no one could bother her. And sleep. Until her dad found her and took her home, then she’d sleep some more on the car and eventually on her own bed.

Destiny sat down with a ‘plop’ onto an oddly shaped couch. It was oddly shaped because the seat was literally connected together like a piece of puzzle. It was interesting though. The girl smiled to herself as she stared at the screen, the things that were going on didn’t really comprehend to her. She just saw images of people moving their mouths and walking around.

It wasn’t too long after she entered the room the door opened once more. Destiny knew who it was. No one else would have gone up stairs during karaoke time. How she knew was because when the door opened, horrible music came flowing into the almost silent room.

She kept her eyes fixated on the screen, blinking slowly while the couch seemed to sink under the weight. He sat down right next to her.

What a bold man.

Soon, she felt a warm breath scented with alcohol brush against her sensitive skin, causing goose bumps to rise. “I think… you’re very beautiful.”

The girl smiled. “As flattering as it is, I believe I hear it quite often.” She could smell the stench on his breath and it was a heavy stench. He might have been drinking a bit before she arrived.

“Then, perhaps you can let me show it to you in a different… way.”

Turning her head to look at the man, his dark eyes twinkled with excitement as his lips came crashing down upon hers. Destiny squealed in shock at a sudden act, grabbing his shoulders and pulling away from him. “At least warn me when you’re going to suck on my face!” She gasped, and for a moment the two of them sat there, not saying a word.

Just as she caught her breath once more, Devon’s lips were pressed up against hers once more. This time, it was gently not like earlier when it felt so forced. He was a good kisser on top of that. Better than Richard. He was all slobbery.

She wrapped her arms around his neck as she pressed her lips against his even more, wanting more of his sweet mouth. Their lips parted as their tongues explored the inside of their mouths, as if it was engaging in an epic war.

“Stop, stop, stop,” Destiny finally pulled away from the older man as she got the chance to take in a few deep breath, “I don’t think we should do this.” She looked into his brown eyes that were now filled with pure lust.

Devon had made his way on top of her without even Destiny realizing it. His lower half of the body was set in between her legs, pressed up against her hot body. It was too hard to resist. She could feel his erection up against her.

She had to control herself though. Not like last time when everything got out of hand.

“Why?” The older man frowned but he continued to kiss the girl. His lips pressed against the outline of her jaw, trailing down lower at her neck then to her collarbone, gently sucking on her skin, leaving a red mark there. “Are you saying you don’t like this?”

She couldn’t lie. She enjoyed it a lot. She enjoyed it more than all the other guys that she hooked up with. This was the best one yet.

“N- no… I like it –” Destiny gasped out loudly as he nibbled on her earlobe. That was one of her very sensitive spot on her body. There were other places, too. A chuckle came from him when he heard her reaction. “I just… think that… I… we – ” The dark haired girl groaned, grabbing the back of his head, bringing it up to meet her eyes for a moment until she pressed her lips against him.

The older man grinned, suckling at her lower lip, his hands roaming all over her body, caressing and groping her.

She moaned into his mouth as his cold hands slipped under her tank top, feeling her soft skin. It slowly crept towards her beasts, not sure whether Destiny would allow it or not, but when she made no complaint, he gasped her soft mound, molding it. His index and thumb lightly pinched at her hardening nipple. He received a whimper from the girl; her back arching into his experienced hands.

Devon grinned, not being able to help but become big headed, earning so many gasps and moans. And Destiny was a hard person to please. Pulling his hand away, he quickly pulled off her top while his eyes took in the image of the girl lying before him in a miniskirt and a black laced bra. He couldn’t help but stare at for a moment more.

“Something wrong?” Destiny raised a brow, looking at him with a cocky grin plastered on her cherry lips.

Without a response, the older man slipped both hands under her bra, slipping it over her head, letting it fall behind the couch where her tank top was. Devon signed at the sight. Her full breasts, perhaps D cup, out in front of his eyes. He lowered himself, his lips touching her breast, gently kissing it before taking a nipple into her mouth sucking on it while the other was played by his hand.

“Ah…!” She gasped, her trembling hands, grabbing his hazel locks. Destiny never trembled. She groaned in disappointment when grasping his hair didn’t keep him from detaching on her breast.

He grinned, placing his lips over her ribs, leaving a trail of wet kisses on her skin. As he kissed her sensually, his hands worked on her miniskirt. There were just way too many buttons, buckles, chains and whatnot on her. He grew frustrated but kept his cool.

Another gasp came by when he kissed her bellybutton. Or, to be more specific, a few minutes to the left of her bellybutton. Another sensitive spot. Devon chuckled as he kissed her there once more, earning another one of her feminine moans. Anyone could tell she was enjoying it a lot.

Finally, Devon found the button that kept him from stripping her and when he loosened it, he grabbed her skirt, pulling it down, tossing it onto the other side of the room. The man, himself, groaned when he saw the girl before him wasn’t wearing any panties. He pulled himself back to her level, giving her a rough kiss; his hands tracing down her smooth thighs, lightly running his finger towards her inner thigh. Finally, a big hand cupped her heated core, his thumb running along her clit.

“S…Stop…” Destiny whispered, her eyes fluttering as Devon kissed her neck over and over.

“Stop?” The man returned her comment with a hushed voice, his fingers ceased to pleasure her.

Her eyes snapped open, her blue eyes looking more than confused. “Don’t stop!” She boldly grabbed his hand, helping him with the process.

Devon blinked several times, wide-eyed, but soon grinned, his index finger sinking into her core. “So indecisive,” He spoke up as she sighed loudly, lifting her hips to meet his slow thrusts.

Their lips met once more, their tongues caressing each other while Devon to slide his finger in and out faster and soon adding another finger. For a moment, her entire body tensed, his hard thrusts almost making her orgasm. Almost. Until he stopped with a wide grin upon his face. He knew she was at the edge and purposely stopped her.

Destiny growled. Her moment was gone.

If that’s how he wanted to play…

The dark-haired girl pushed him back as she climbed over him, her naked body straddling his legs. Destiny worked on the buttons of his collared shirt. When it was undone, her hands pressed up against his chest. He was ripped. Devon had a six-pack but he wasn’t so toned to where he was pure muscle. Just how she liked them.

With her slips slightly parted, her hands continued to feel him up. Her fingers slowly running over his abs and she dared trailed down lower, unbuckling his slacks.

“Whoa! Whoa…” Devon grabbed her wrists with one hand, “What are you doing?”

Blinking a few times, Destiny merely smiled, “What does it look like? No way are you going give me all of this and just leave my hanging.” As his grip loosened, she continued on to work on his belt and eventually yanking down his slacks and boxers. His hard shaft standing up straight before her.

Her blue eyes stared at the sight, biting her lower lip. It looked like a good eight and some inch. She was going to enjoy this.

The girl leaned into him, kissing him once more while her hand wrapped around his thick rod, pumping her hand up and down.

“Fuck!” He groaned suddenly as he wasn’t expecting another bold move from the girl. She wasn’t shy, that’s for sure. Devon hissed as he grabbed the back of her neck, kissing her with fervor. Her movement only grew faster.

His hips involuntarily jerked at her massage while he clenched his jaws. He was almost there. His muscles tightened and as he was at the brink of orgasm.

The pace slowed down dramatically as Destiny pulled herself away from his sweet lips. “Karma, baby.” She grinned, raising a brow as his frustrated expression. The dark-haired girl slipped off of him and just as she was about to step off the couch, she felt his strong hands pull her back down.

She squealed out loudly, falling but missing the seat and fell onto the carpeted ground, bringing the older man down along with her. The two of them laughed at their fall while he had his hand behind her head, supporting her fall, “You alright?”

A nod came his way as their laughter slowly died down while they stared deeply into each others eyes. Devon slowly lowered himself, their lips touching in a loving caress. She tilted her head towards the side as they parted their lips, their tongues engaging in another foreplay. His hand traced her petite frame, over her curves and dipped a finger into her core once more as her legs spread out more, giving him a better access.

“You’re so wet…” He muttered while glancing down at his movement.

Managing a faint smile, she replied, “Well, who’s to blame for that?” Even in ecstasy, she was still a sarcastic person. The man chuckled as he leaned to kiss her again but only to meet up with the girl’s hand. “I don’t think so. No kisses for you until I get what I want.” She grinned looking at him through those heavy eyelids.

“And what might that be?”

“A good fuck.”

Not being able to help but grin, Devon nodded, “I like that…” He pulled his fingers out, putting them in between his lips, sucking on them gently, cleaning off her juices. After that the smile disappeared as a whole new look of seriousness appeared, “Are you… sure?”

Rolling her eyes, Destiny gave him a slightly annoyed look, “It sure as hell isn’t my first time, and if this is yours…”

Before she finished her sentence, Devon laughed, “Someone’s naughty.” He grabbed her legs, placing them over his shoulder, lowering himself in between her. Grunting, he took hold of his engorged dick, pushing it gently against her opening. He gave her one last look before finally pushing himself all the way inside her.

Destiny gasped loudly, her hips arching to his forced thrust. It didn’t hurt, hell, it felt good. And it was better than good. The brunette groaned, staying still for a moment, feeling the tightness of her wall, squeezing him.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.” He groaned, finally pulling himself out as she shifted under him, only to push back in. Devon grasped her hips as he attempted to keep himself in control, though, it didn’t do much until he started pumping himself into her, his breath ragged now.

He leaned into the girl, kissing Destiny roughly as she moaned into his mouth, her hips rolling along in the same rhythm as his movement. “Oooh…” She moaned, tilting her head back, arching her back, “Harder…” She managed to whisper, as his lips moved onto her collarbone, nipping at it lightly.

Listening to her plea, he pulled his cock out, slamming it back into her core, receiving a loud gasp from her, her eyes snapping wide. “Hard enough, baby?” He grinned through his pants.

“Didn’t you just…” Her voice trailed off as she attempted to give him a comeback, until he fell on top of her, their chests pressed up against each other. He slipped her legs off his shoulders, and supported himself while he fucked her. Destiny whimpered, clenching and unclenching her jaws, her walls tightening around him, “I think… I’m –”

Cutting her off, Devon took a hold of her lips. He knew that she was going to come. He could feel her clenching on his dick. She tore away from his kiss and let out a scream as she could feel her entire her shake and tense up.

The older man grunted as he quickened his pace, muttering a ‘fuck, fuck, fuck’. He growled, thrusting into her once more before he shot his load inside of her. He rested on top of her, his breath brushing against her hot skin. Devon could feel her chest rising quickly against his weight and with that, he pushed himself up, pulling himself out of her.

He leaned against the couch, resting his head against the mattress, glancing over at the girl who was now looking for her clothes. He grinned, seeing her cute round ass sticking out at him while she was on all fours.

Sometimes, she probably didn’t even realize that the things she did were really a big turn-on.

Forcing himself to look away from her before he pounced on her once more, he stood up, stretching. Unlike Destiny, he easily found his clothes and buttoned them on. He chuckled, running a hand through his disheveled hair, “I’m gonna head no out before someone, Richard, comes to look for me.”

Finding on piece of clothing, she slipped it on and glanced over at the man who stood by the door. Her tired eyes blinked a few times, “Yeah, I’m sure he’d like to join then.” Destiny raised a brow as the man laughed and stepped out of the room without another word.

Cursing under her breath, Destiny continued to look for her top, only to find them a few minutes later, hidden behind the couch.

After putting on all her clothes, the dark-haired girl lied back down onto the couch, her eyes closing soon after. She fell asleep in a matter of minutes.

When Destiny awoke, she was in her room. The light barely peeked through the curtains. It was morning. The girl sighed, climbing off her bed, glancing over at the digital clock on her study table. “Shit!” She was late for school.

Quickly, throwing on yesterday’s clothes, Destiny ran downstairs towards her kitchen to find a brown lunch back sitting on the counter with a note stapled upon it.

“Hey there, sleepy head.
“Helped you call in ‘sick’ for your first two classes.
“’Doctor’s note’ is by your backpack. Keys. You know.
“Enjoy your day.
“Love, Dad.”

Smiling the dark-haired girl snatched the paper sack and headed over towards the door, grabbing her backpack while she was at it. And there it was. A doctor’s note, a real one, and her keys.

You see, that’s her father’s profession. He worked at the local hospital in, literally, one of the biggest city in the United States. Houston. Houston, Texas. He was always at work and barely had anytime with her, but Destiny’s a good girl and didn’t have parties – often. Most of the time, when people were around, it was more or less of a study group. With the occasional music and food.

Swinging her keys around her index finger, she jumped as her phone suddenly went off. “I’m holding on a rope, got me ten feet off the gro – ” Fumbling through her backpack for her cell phone, and pulled out a Sony Ericsson Walkman. The newest model. What? Her father spoiled her and she loved being spoiled. It’s not like she didn’t deserve it anyway. Her grades were pretty awesome. “Hey!” She spoke into the phone in a cheerful tone.

“Exactly where ARE you?"

That was her best friend, Andrea. Not ‘An-dree-ah’ it was ‘An-drea-aw’. Her best friend constantly bitched at people who would pronounce her name wrong and even an attitude towards the teachers on the first day of school.

“Had a crazy night, yesterday. Making my way over right now.” She slipped into the driver’s seat, sticking the key into the ignition of her 1990 Nissan 240fx.

Destiny loved cars. Especially Nissan models or any Japanese models. She loved racing, too, but she wasn’t too great at that so she kept to showing off her car. Which happened to be a silver with black fire streaks near the back wheels. It was a nifty looking car.

She started up the car, as her friend announced that she had to go to the next class. “See you there!” Hanging up on Andrea, Destiny sighed, strapping on her seatbelt and leaned back in her seat, pulling out of the drive way.

Last night WAS crazy.

That was all she thought of as she drove over towards her school which happened to be a good five minutes away.

“Hi, um, here’s the doctor’s note.” She handed the piece of paper that her father signed to the woman who sat behind the counter of the attendance office. The woman took the note, glancing at it for a moment, before giving Destiny a nod.

“Third period right now,” She scribbled onto another piece of paper, handing it to the girl, “Give this to your teacher. Have a nice day, now.” The woman feigned a smile before Destiny turned away and walked off towards her next class.

Andrea and she had the same class. Thus, she was able to tell her best friend everything that had happened on Sunday. Destiny smiled at that thought.

She was probably one of the most outgoing girls in school, but not like she was one of those sluts and whores. It’s just when she liked someone, she’ll pursue it not hold back shy like every other girls around. And she’d get the guy.

Finally, reaching the room, she pushed the door open, only to be greeted by her best friend. “Hey, sleepy head!” Same thing her father called her, “Over here! Saved you a seat!”

Smiling at her best friend, Destiny made her way over towards the empty seat behind her, pulling out a textbook from her backpack before setting it down onto the carpeted floor.

“Hey Andy,” She muttered as the girl in front turned towards Destiny for a moment.

The girl grinned now switching her desk towards the direction of her best friend. She leaned back in her seat, looking through a Cosmo girl magazine. She chewed on a piece of gum for a moment then flipped the page, “So, when are you gonna tell me about yesterday?”

Lauhging quietly, the dark-haired girl shook her head from side to side. Typical of Andrea, she never let up a single detail. “Went to some family-family friend reunion,” The girl started as Andrea looked with interest, setting down the magazine, “Saw Richard.”

“Did you guys do it?”

“No. Said a few words, that’s it.”

“Then what?”

“Met me finish before you decided to interrupt,” Destiny raised a brow, “Sow some really HOT guy and he followed me up the stairs,” Her blue-eyes glanced down at the magazine for a moment, then back towards her best friend, “Then you know…”

“Ooooh, you little slut,” Andrea grinned sheepishly before turning the magazine page, “Look at this guy. He so…” The girl sighed staring at the picture before she turned over the page.

“W-wait…” The blue-eyed girl placed a hand over the previous sheet, taking the magazine away from her, “Crap! Andrea! That’s him! Devon! Devon Watson!”