AUTHORS NOTE: SMUT WARNING!
AUTHORS NOTE 2: The characters are OOC in this chapter! I hope you enjoy.
Clay was laying on his couch, surrounded by empty beer bottles and pizza boxes. Stella had broken up with him a few weeks ago because he was not ever there. She was afraid that he would leave and never come home and she was not strong enough to handle worrying about him. She could not handle being with a SEAL, this broke Clay. Stella was the first woman that he had let into his heart and she shattered it. He was in the middle of his thoughts when he heard a knock on his door. He groaned, he didn't want anyone around him right now.
"Blondie! Open the door!" Sonny said from the other side. Clay groaned again, knowing that Sonny was not going to go away until he opened the door. He got up from the couch, almost tripped over beer bottles and walked over to the door. He opened it to see Sonny and Lisa standing there.
"What are you doing here?" Clay asked, in a small whisper.
"We are going to get you out of your slump, baby blues." Sonny said as he walked past Clay into the apartment. Lisa followed him and they both looked around at the unexpected disarray of the apartment. "Go take a shower and get dressed. We are going out." Clay was going to protest, but the look on each of their faces caused him to change his mind. Clay walked into his bedroom, took his clothes off, got into the shower and washed. After 10 minutes, he walked out of his bedroom, completely dressed and saw that Sonny and Lisa had cleaned up the beer bottles and pizza boxes. "Let's go." Sonny said as he pushed Clay out of the apartment.
Sonny, Clay and Lisa walked into the bar and noticed that it wasn't too full. Clay looked around and saw that Stella was there, at a table near the bar, with a group of women that he did not recognize. Sonny and Lisa followed his glance and saw Stella.
"Come on, we are going over there." Lisa said, pointing to an empty table all the way on the other side of the bar. Clay and Lisa sat down at the table while Sonny went to get them drinks. Once he returned to the table, Clay took his beer and drank half of it in one gulp. For over an hour, the three sat at the table, drinking beers that Sonny and Lisa went to the bar to get. Every so often, Clay would glance over to the table Stella was at. Every so often one of the women at the table would glance over at them, say something to Stella and then everyone would laugh.
Clay was knocking them back hard when Sonny decided it was time to bring in the ringer. The only person on this planet that could sit down with any member of Bravo and get them to talk. Emma Hayes.
"I'll be back." Sonny said and shared a look with Lisa. Sonny walked over to the bathrooms and made the call to Emma. Emma's phone rang three times before he heard her beautiful voice. "Emmie! I need your help."
"Sure Uncle Sonny! What's wrong?" Emma asked as she was moving around her room. She was trying to clean it up when she got the call from her favorite uncle.
"Spenser is having a difficult time with Stella breaking up with him. We brought him out, me and Davis to the Bulkhead, but that hasn't helped because Stella is here with a group of friends."
"Okay? You want me to come talk to him?" Emma asked, not really understanding what he wanted.
"Come on, Emma. I want you to work your magic. You can make any of us feel better no matter what slump we are in." Sonny told the young girl and she started laughing.
"Okay, Uncle Sonny. I'm going to change and I'll be there in a few minutes." Each of them ended the call. Sonny went back to the table and Emma began changing her clothes. Talking to Clay would be different than talking to each of her other Bravo family. Clay is closer in age and to be honest, she has been attracted to him since he joined Bravo. So, this was definitely going to be a different conversation. Emma walked over to her closet and removed a navy off the shoulder crop top and a navy/white short skirt. She slipped on the clothes, made sure that she had looked good and moved towards the stairs. She could hear her father in the kitchen and went to talk to him.
"Daddy, Uncle Sonny called and said that he wanted me to 'work my magic' on Clay. Apparently Clay isn't taking Stella dumping him well. I don't know how long I'll be gone." Emma said to him as he looked at her outfit. He sighed, knowing that if anyone could get Spenser out of his funk, it would be Emma.
"Okay, if it gets too late, stay at Spenser's apartment. I don't want you driving."
"Thanks, daddy. I'll let you know." Emma said as she turned and walked out of the kitchen, then the door. She climbed into her vehicle and drove to the bar. She got out, adjusted her skirt, and walked into the bar. She noticed that Lisa and Sonny were standing near the exit, staring at Clay, who was sitting at a table in the corner.
"Hey, Uncle Sonny, Aunt Lisa."
"Hey, baby girl. You okay to handle Spenser yourself?" Sonny asked, looking at her. Emma nodded.
"You guys go home, I'll take care of Clay." She said as she moved over towards him. She noticed that he was holding a beer in his hand and glancing over at a table full of women. She knew that the one with her back towards him was Stella and Emma got an idea. She walked over to him and slipped into his lap, grabbing his beer. "You know, sulking isn't sexy, Petty Officer Spenser."
Clay looked shocked to see Emma Hayes sitting in his lap, taking a sip of the beer. He wasn't sure where to place his hands but ended up wrapping an arm around her back and placing the other on her knee. "You do realize that you are underage, right?" Clay asked, looking into Emma's eyes and she shrugged.
"What are you going to do, spank me?" Emma asked, jokingly and Clay smiled for the first time in weeks.
"So, what are you doing here?" Clay asked as he noticed Stella's friend looking back over at him and then Stella turning around in her seat.
"Uncle Sonny said that you needed cheering up, so as the resident cheerleader of Bravo, I was tasked with cheering you up." She said with a cheeky smile that was so infectious that Clay began to smile as well. "It looks like your ex isn't happy about another woman on your lap."
"She broke up with me, so she doesn't get a say on who is on my lap." Clay said, shaking his head.
"Well, why don't you and I get out of here and go do something fun?" Emma said as she handed his beer back to him. He looked at her for a moment and leaned in to kiss her cheek.
"Sure."
"Okay, I'm going to the restroom then you and I can go to your apartment." She got up from the table, glanced over at Stella's table and then bent down. "Looks like none of the women at that table are happy." She said against his ear, making it look like she was kissing his earlobe. She smiled and then moved towards the bathroom. He smiled and shook his head before picking up his beer. He was getting dirty looks from Stella's table and saw Stella get up and walk towards the bathroom. The women at the table were glaring at him, so he got up and walked over to the table.
"Is there a reason you're staring at me?" He asked and one of the women scoffed.
"You are over there flaunting that little whore in front of Stella after breaking up with her." One of her friends said and Clay laughed.
"Let's get one thing straight… Stella broke up with me because she couldn't handle my job. And the woman you are calling a whore, is actually a very good friend of mine." He returned back to the table he was sitting at and finished off his beer as he waited for Emma. 'She told her friends that I broke up with her? Unbelievable!'
Emma walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. From the way the women were looking at her and Clay, she knew that Stella would confront her. And she was right, Stella walked into the bathroom moments later and came to stand beside Emma.
"He's bad news you know?" Stella said as she looked in the mirror.
"Who? Clay?" Emma asked, playing dumb and waiting to see what Stella would say.
"Yeah, I'd stay away if I were you." Stella turned and looked at Emma.
Emma smiled, "I can take care of myself."
"I dated him you know… he's gone all the time. Never gives you the attention you need. He's dangerous too. And he isn't very good in the sack, if you know what I mean."
"Really? He's dangerous because he's a SEAL?" Emma asked and she saw the shocked look on Stella's face.
"He told you that?" Stella asked, remembering that Clay didn't tell her until weeks after they began dating.
"Unlike you… I don't need someone to show me attention every second of every day." Emma said before moving towards the door. She reached the door but turned around and said, "by the way… he wasn't bad in the sack last night or night before last or the night before that." Emma lied and smirked at her before leaving the bathroom.
Emma walked over to Clay, took his hand, and led him out of the bar. She walked over to her car and got into the drivers side while Clay got into the passenger side. She drove to his apartment and pulled beside his truck. They moved towards the door, up the stairs, and walking into his apartment. Clay was suddenly glad that Lisa and Sonny had cleaned up while he was in the shower.
"So, I met your ex in the bathroom." Emma said as she took her heels off and sat down on the couch with her legs under her. Clay sighed and sat beside her on the couch.
"She told her friends that I broke up with her." Clay said before shaking his head.
"She told me you were bad news and that you were dangerous." Emma admitted, looking into Clay's eyes.
"I guess I know how to pick them, huh?" Clay couldn't believe that Stella thought he was dangerous. He would never hurt anyone unless they were trying to hurt him or an innocent person.
"You could have definitely done better… but I think she was jealous." Emma said as she moved closer to him, trying to give him some form of comfort.
"Jealous?" Clay asked, confused.
"Well, she didn't seem happy to see me in your lap. And, if she wasn't jealous she probably wouldn't have followed me into the bathroom and told me some things."
"What things?"
"Things that aren't true I would assume." Emma said, rolling her eyes.
"Things like what?"
"Like you being bad in bed. Which I'm sure isn't true." Emma said, but then realized how that sounded and looked at Clay, who was staring at her with an amused grin. "Not that I've ever thought of you… you know… like that."
"Really? Like what?" Clay asked, amused and forgetting about the lies Stella told about him.
"Clay…" Emma said as she blushed and Clay chuckled.
"Come on, I've taken a huge blow to my ego." Clay said and Emma looked at him momentarily.
"You want the truth?" Emma suddenly asked.
"Yes."
"You won't make fun of me or tease me about it?" Emma wanted to make sure.
"I promise that I would never make fun of you or tease you."
"I've always thought that you were attractive. And, I would be lying if I said that I never… you know."
"You've thought about having sex with me?" Clay asked.
"Yes." Emma confessed, not looking at him.
Clay grabbed her hand and pulled her onto his lap so he could force her to look at him. "When I first met you… I thought that you were gorgeous. The most beautiful woman that I have ever seen. Then I found out that you were Jason Hayes' daughter and I tried to forget about my attraction for you. But, before I found out that you were Jason's daughter, I can't say that I didn't think about taking you to bed." Clay confessed and Emma smiled.
"Well… I've thought about you in bed and you've thought about me in bed. Instead of a fantasy, why don't we make it a reality?" Emma asked in a shy tone.
"Are you sure?" Clay whispered and pulled her closer to him. She hesitated for a moment before kissing him lightly on the lips. He placed his hands on her waist while Emma placed her hands around his neck to deepen the kiss. He pulled back and looked into her lust filled eyes. "Are you sure?" Clay asked again.
"Yes, I want you."
"Didn't you get some bad reviews about my performance in bed?" Clay asked, jokingly now that he was finally over Stella.
"Well… even if you are bad in bed, which I doubt, I don't have anything to compare it to, so you don't have anything to worry about." Emma confessed the fact that she was a virgin to him.
"You've never…"
"No, I… you're the only one I've ever thought of… in that way." She confessed and with a shy smile.
"I'm glad." He said, loving the thought that he would be the only one to ever be with her in that way. "But, I need you to be absolutely sure about this before anything happens."
Emma looked into his eyes before she pulled her crop top over her head and left her in her white, lacy bra. She got up from his lap and pulled her skirt down her legs, leaving her in matching panties. Clay ran his eyes over her body and got up from the couch. He put his hands on the back of her thighs and pulled her off the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he carried her to the bedroom. He placed her lightly on the bed and she began pushing his shirt up and over his head. She ran her hands over his perfect chest and chiseled abs. She then reached for his pants and pushed them down his legs. She crawled backwards onto the bed and Clay followed her. He moved over her and kissed her on the lips before moving towards her neck, collarbone, chest, stomach, thighs, then moved back to her mouth. He pulled her up so he could take off her bra. He threw it off the bed and took her right breast into his mouth while he placed his right hand over her left breast. Emma closed her eyes and moaned his name as he switched breasts. After he moved his hands and mouth from her chest, he looked at her.
"Are you okay?" He asked, making sure that she wasn't uncomfortable.
"Yes. Please, Clay." She whispered and kissed him again. He kissed her for a few minutes before moving down her body. He moved towards her panties and stopped when he reached the hem of her panties. He looked into her eyes, asking for permission to take off her panties and pleasure her. Emma nodded and Clay proceeded to take off the flimsy bar of panties, leaving Emma naked under him. He pulled her legs over his shoulders and began running his tongue over her folds and clit. He sucked on her bud and then entered her with one of his fingers. Emma groaned as Clay entered her, she grabbed the sheets with both of her hands. After a few thrusts, he added a second finger, then a third until Emma came with a small groan. He pulled his mouth and fingers from her and moved back up the bed.
"Are you still okay?" Clay asked and Emma nodded.
"That was amazing!" She said as she opened her eyes to look at him. She looked at him and kissed his lips softly. Emma pushed him down on the bed and climbed on top of him. He could feel the wetness of her release on his stomach and groaned. She gasped as she felt Clay harden even more under her. She kissed down his neck and chest until she reached his boxers. She moved his boxers down to expose his hardened erection. She looked at him and saw that his eyes had darkened. She moved and licked his penis from base to tip then took it into her mouth. Clay closed his eyes and put his hands in her hair. She bobbed her head up and down, taking him as deep as she could before lifting up. She was sucking on the tip when Clay moved her away from him and back up his body. "Why did you stop me?" She asked, confused.
Clay kissed her softly before rolling her under him. "Because I want to come when I'm inside you, not your mouth." Emma smiled and kissed him again. They kissed each other passionately and ran their hands over each other's bodies. Clay pulled back and reached for a condom in his bedside table. He pulled out a square foil package and looked at Emma. Before he could ask once again if she was sure, Emma took the condom from him and tore the package open. She handed it to him and he rolled the condom on before positioning himself at her entrance. He kissed her as he slid inside her. Emma grabbed his shoulders as he began stretching her. They continued to kiss and Clay bottomed out inside her.
"Oh Clay!" She gasped as she tried to get used to his girth inside her.
"You okay?" Clay asked, wanting to make sure he hadn't hurt her. Emma nodded and wrapped her legs around his waist, then moving slightly forcing Clay to begin thrusting. He entered her, then pulled out before thrusting inside her again. Emma closed her eyes as she felt another orgasm coming on. He thrust deeply inside her over and over again until they came together. They laid together, still connected, trying to catch their breaths. After a few moments, Clay pulled out of her and laid down beside Emma. Once Clay caught his breath, he got up from the bed and moved towards the bathroom to take care of the condom. Emma laid in bed thinking about what was going to happen next. Clay returned from the bathroom and walked over to her.
"Do you… do you regret this?" Emma asked, not making eye contact.
"What? Of course not. Do you?" Clay asked.
"No, I just… wanted to make sure." Clay kissed her as they settled into a comfortable silence. Emma was about to say something when they heard Clay's phone go off in the living room. He moved from her to get it and a minute later, he came back into the room. "Who is it? Do you have a spin up?" Emma asked and Clay nodded.
"It's Stella. She wants to come over and talk about getting back together."
"Oh." Emma said, thinking that Clay was considering it. "Do you want me to leave so you two can work it out?"
"No!" Clay said immediately before moving back towards the bed. He sat down and pulled her into his arms. "I told her that I found someone that understood me better than I understand myself and that I am happy with you." Emma smiled and kissed him. He pulled away and put his phone on the bedside table.
They began kissing each other intensely and Emma climbed on top of Clay. Clay was beginning to get hard again as Emma was rubbing against his groin. She broke the kiss and grabbed a condom out of the bedside table.
"Are you sure you aren't sore?" Clay asked.
"Just a little tender, but nothing that would stop me from wanting to make love to you again." She said and kissed him again. He rolled on the condom and Emma climbed onto him and began sinking down onto his penis. She gasped as he entered her completely. They began moving together and after minutes of love making, they came together. They laid beside each other for several minutes trying to regain their strength and breath.
"What are we going to tell Jason?" Clay asked after they cooled down. They just looked at each other.