I waited until the auditorium cleared out before I looked over at my father. He was watching me intently the entire time, but I tried to ignore it. I don’t know why, but it annoyed me that he spoke up on my behalf. I wanted to show that I could take initiative on my own, but now I think everything was put to rest because of who my father was.
“Did I say something wrong?” He asked when I just looked at him without saying a word.
Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm myself before speaking. It wasn’t that I wasn’t happy to see him, I just wanted to make a name for myself. Now everyone knew who my father was and I wasn’t sure if others would respect me because of what I did and not who I was or who I was related to.
Until recently I have been on my own. For the first time, I thought I was strong enough to be able to stand on my two feet and lead everyone. Now the question would always be there, was it I or my fat
Tatum-I could tell something was bothering Brook, but I couldn’t tell what it was. As much as I wanted to press on it, I kept my mouth shut. The way she nibbled on her bottom lip made me think whatever was going on in her head, she needed to come to terms with on her own time and decide if she wanted to tell me.Patiently I waited, leaning up against the kitchen counter, while she began to pace in the kitchen. I had thought maybe I could get in a shower and then take her to bed to have my way with her, but then she started acting a bit strange. It was moments like this that I wish I was a mind reader.“I haven’t been fair to you.” Brook said when she finally quit pacing.“What do you mean?” I asked, raising one of my eyebrows and tilting my head ever so slightly to the side.She didn’t respond right away, just started biting down on her bottom lip. It made me start to feel a little nervous myself, though I
Brooklyn- As soon as I felt his mouth, I nearly orgasmed at the very second. It has been far too long since I have had felt so much pleasure from him. Until he showed me the true meaning of desire, I had been perfectly fine, now it was as if I craved his touch every second of every day. My head fell back as he licked and sucked at my clit. My mind practically turned to mush as he did so, making it nearly impossible to form a sensible thought. Just when I thought I could take as much as I possibly could, he pulled my hips towards him until I was right on the edge of the counter. Out of pure reflex alone, I moved my hands to grab the edge of the counter and hold on as if my life depended on it. He lifted one of my legs and placed it over his shoulder, giving me just a bit more balance. Or at least I thought that was his intention until I felt his tongue slide from my clit and move down until it reached my entrance. In one fluid motion, he thrust his ton
Brooklyn-“Are you okay in there?” I heard Tate ask from just outside the bathroom door.For probably the fifth time in the past couple of days since Tate woke up, I have been hovering over the toilet. It was like I had this urge to throw up, but nothing would happen. I couldn’t even make myself throw up, even when I tried.I don’t know what was going on, all I knew is I felt miserable. Even thinking about food made me sick to my stomach. Yet when I did eat, it was as if I was starved or something. This completely sucked and I just wanted it to be over.“I don’t know.” I answered honestly.The doorknob shook, but I was thankful I at least had half the mind to lock it. The last thing I wanted was for Tate or anyone for that matter to see me like this. As far as I knew werewolves didn’t get sick in the same way humans did, but after doing some research on the computer, I was sure that maybe I had the st