Rose’s POV
Before I exit my house, I dramatically turn around and pout. I see Fluffy laying on the floor which his head on his paw – his begging me to stay but I cannot. I give him one last wave before closing the door. I would not lie; my life has become more bearable with Fluffy in it.
When I arrive at school, everything seems normal at first until I notice a commotion on the football field. There is a huge circle formed around two individuals who are barbarically fighting. I really do not understand how people can stand around so much violence and be entertained by it. I watch has people laugh, an
“Ladies first” Jason opens the door to the library for me. I give him a smile before entering. He has been surprisingly sweet – from opening doors, to buying me snacks in the cafeteria. However, these simple acts are not enough to earn one’s trust. School had officially ended two minutes ago and so here we are at the school library trying to find a book on the myth Jason suggested. I was pretty surprised that he actually attempted to be a part of this assignment instead of slacking off and letting me do all the work. He would not tell me about the myth so that we could spend more “bonding time” together looking up its information. We walk up to Miss Baker’s front desk and wait for her to assist us. When she does come around, she seems seemingly shocked when she notices Jason.
School has just finished , and damn what a long day it has been. My legs are in excruciating pain with every step that I take – I remind myself to do some form of fitness so that if I were to be chased by a car again I would not feel as much pain as I feel today. Jason has not attended school today but he has sent me a message stating that I should wait for him by the parking lot and he will pick me up. I stand in the blistering cold , vowing to slap Jason upside the head for taking so long. I watch as the school’s parking lot slowly begins to empty , until there was only one last car.Suddenly a bright red mustang with tinted windows pull in into the parking lot , revving and coming to a stop next me. I ready myself to start sprinting again , when Jason rolls down the window – and I visibly relax. He looks to me with a lot of questions brewing in mind which show through his eyes. I get into his car and carefully close the door , I try my hardest to keep my hands to myse
JASON’S POV“One vanilla ice cream cup” I ask the teller , who is trying endless to flirt with me. Over the years , I have picked up on this time of behavior – every girl would undo their top button and seemly push out their chest when talking to me. I will not lie , I actually took this as an invitation. Their actions lured me , thinking that once I had slept with them I would be their better half – they obviously thought wrong. I always had the upper hand. I am a daddy dom and that side of me can be scary especially when I threaten. To be honest , I would have had this whore pressed against the wall ravishing her body if it was not for my princess. I feel a small tug on my shirt and my attention drawn to Rose - she is so small compared to me. She stares at her fingertips, seeming very nervous.“Yes princess?” I ask bending my knees a bit to fall to her height.“Can – can I have a che
JASON’S POVI watch as Rose happily licks the cherry free of ice cream. I groan as I imagine her doing that to my, now, hard member. She stops what she is doing and stares at me with wondering eyes. Her innocence is shocking – I truly believe that she has no clue as to how sexy and hot her action is. I offer her a small smile, indicating that it is nothing and she returns a big toothy smile. She begins her sexy torture again, which I try so hard not to look at as it bothers me sexually. I look out the window and take in the evening atmosphere. The day slowly turned into a stormy evening. The angry sky is filled with dark clouds which soon will rain down its wrath upon us. I mentally
ROSE’S POV“So…. You are telling me that you are going to be home alone with a budgeted amount of money and a house with no security, for the next THREE WEEKS?!” Jason asks, leaning against my door – his two fingers massages his temples while his thumb provides support . His eyes are closed and I notice that he is trying so hard not to explode. Honestly, I do not see what the big deal is about: I am staying home for a long period of time, alone, budgeted amount of money, no security – I do not see a problem.“We – well , I do have a vicious new guard dog” I s
JASON’S POVHave you ever looked at something or someone before and feel absolute peace? Have you ever looked at them and felt your lips curl into a smile, as your heart explodes with all kinds of emotions? As I look at my sleeping beauty – at my innocent little angel – I feel all that and more. Fluffy lays snuggled on her chest as both their noses , cutely boop eachother as they sleep. It had been a mission to get these two to sleep – a girl and her puppy goes together like peaches and cream. Her laughter filled the car , as the little trouble makers were getting up to no good. I catch myself smiling at the memory. I had my eyes on the road , and Rose s
ROSE’S POVRiding….All I hear is the thunderous pounding of hooves digging into the Earths rich soil. I hear the neighs of two…no, four running horses. The ground shakes as they sprint through the wide open country field. The ashy clouds form a blanket over the sun – it’s light shut out , our sight made weak.
ROSE'S POV“Baby girl? Wake up" , I hear Jason's voice. Though he sounds like an angel , I think of him as the devil for disturbing one of the best sleep I have ever had. Groggily , I toss in the comfy cloud of which I lay on. Honestly , I have no idea how I had managed to sleep in my lumpy , uneven concrete bed - this bed is the most comfortable , and the most softest bed I had ever laid on."Wake up princess , or you will force me to attack you with my vicious guard dog…" He says this in a medieval voice. I throw him my morning attitude as I grab a pillow and toss it to whichever direction I had last heard him speak from. I smile trium