MasukTwo years laterDerek“Come on, say it.” The sound of Dolly suckling on my cock almost makes me want to give in and tell her what she wants to hear. Almost.“You can’t milk it out of me, Dolly, even though that’s what you’re doing, quite literally.”I gather all her hair up in into a fist, moving it out of her face to get a better look at those perfect, pouty lips of hers. After two years, the sight of her mouth on me still hasn’t gotten old, and I’d venture to guess that it never will.“Say it,” She demands again between sucks. “Say that you love me.”“I don’t feel like it,” I reply lazily, gauging her reaction.Of fucking course, I love her, but I love fucking with her, too. Literally and figuratively. That bottom lip of her juts out, and eyes grow wide, before narrowing in irritation. There’s that spine I love so much.“I hate you, daddy,” she mutters but I just fists her hair, drive into her hot, wet mouth in one, angry thrust and come down that pretty little throat. She sucks my
AriaAnother two weeks tick by, and I’m in love and happy, and it scares the shit out of me. I’m not used to it and fear begins to trickle into my gut. For the first time in my life, I allow myself to feel. I don’t want to lose this. My mom is coming back today and she’s not going to like what she’s going to see.“I can’t believe we changed the locks,” I mutter, fingering the curtain of what is now our bedroom, looking out and trying to spot her car peeking from the main road.“She needs to know we mean business,” Derek says simply, putting his shoes at the edge of the bed. He is getting ready for work.“I’m scared.”“I told you, Dolly, I’m not leaving you here to take the heat. We’re doing this together.”I graduated from high school, alone. I didn’t want Derek to come to my graduation ceremony because I thought it’d be too weird after people had spotted us at the coffee shop, and he respected that. Derek and I have been looking for college courses for me in New York, but I was distr
AriaA knock on the door sends our heads flying, and I give Faye the task of chopping the bacon and eggs while I answer the door. Britney and Sarah hug me and they brought a cake for dessert. Five minutes later, Derek climbs down the stairs and join us, having changed from his usual attire of an expensive suit to a pair of dark denim pants, white V-neck shirt and he’s barefoot.The house is full of people, laughter and banter, and the kitchen is hot with food, and it’s the first time this place feels like home. I think Derek feels it too, now that I watch him laugh at something Faye said, the wrinkles near his eyes showing that he is genuinely happy.When the doorbell rings again, he goes to greet his friends, and when they all walk into the dining room, all four of us girls nearly drop our glasses of wines along with our jaws.Shitting hell, Sean Savage.If I thought Derek is a hottie, then Sean is a whole different ball game. He is so gorgeous it should be illegal. A cross between
Aria“I wanted to save you, but then something weird happened, Dolly. You turned into someone I never expected you’d be, especially with your kind of upbringing. A good girl, who doesn’t fuck around, who is interested in dancing and dreams about becoming someone great. You looked at me respectfully, but never tried to get too close. Not a gold digger, and not someone who cares aboutmoney too much. I started noticing you, and it was terribly inconvenient, both for my mind and my cock. I wanted to fight it, I didn’t want to be the guy who fucks his step-daughter, it’s bad for business this kind of reputation, but then I realized that you were never actually my daughter. You refused to accept me as your father and I…I never really looked at you fatherly either.”I chuckle sadly. It was the truth. Shifting my weight from one foot to the other, I ask, “So what made you finally let go?”“You,” he responds quietly, squatting down and rearranging the flowers on Kathleen’s grave. Without aski
AriaThe drive to New York is surprisingly pleasant. I say that because Derek is not a pleasant man, and he is not a very chatty guy, either. But if we’re really going to do this, be a couple, I need answers and a ton of them. I ease into the creamy leather seat of his vehicle and close my eyes, taking a deep breath.“What have you done to Shawn? This is the third time I’m asking, so please just give me the whole story.”I can feel Derek shifting slightly in his seat, but I know it’s not because he is uncomfortable with my question. Mostly, he doesn’t give a damn. If he’s not intimidated by Shawn’s father, he is not intimidated by an eighteen-year-old blonde chick.“I may have added some color to his face.”There’s a brief silence before I ask, “Aren’t you afraid about him telling his dad?”He chuckles softly next to me, and my body melts in my seat. His voice gives me chills.“He’s not going to say a word.”“How do you know?”“Because he doesn’t have any teeth to say it with,” he d
Aria “Eat.”“I’m not hungry.”“You haven’t eaten all morning. It’s noon. You’re going to eat.”“Everybody’s looking.”“That’s because we’re two hot motherfuckers.” Derek takes a sip of his Americano completely at ease, sprawled on a chair in front of me in the coffee shop we sit in.Throughout my teenage years, I was so focused on just trying to get by and making sure my mother was off drugs, that studying was a luxury I didn’t have much time for. Of course, some will say it’s just a poor excuse but for me it’s the truth. I couldn’t multi-task. On days Derek was at work, which was always, and I heard my mother throwing up in the bathroom, knowing exactly why she was sick, I couldn’t focus on anything else other than the fact that I needed to make sure that she’s okay.Sure, she’s a lot better now, but I didn’t know she would be.“Maybe people just assume that we’re having lunch as a father and daughter,” I mutter, trying to distract myself from the fact that everybody is looking at
Kylie He turns me, and I stand there, unsure, panting, and wet. My legs almost shake in anticipation. His hands trail down the bare section, and he lifts one foot after the other, stripping off my jeans before putting my heels back on, kissing the arch of each foot. Then those kisses drag up my le
JesseI’m awake, of course I am. I never sleep without her beside me, and when I get the text, my heart lurches and then soars. I almost fall, I sit up that quickly, my hands shaking as I try to type out a reply as fast as I can.Me: Where are you, Angel?I get to my feet and yank on my jeans one-h
Jesse I’ve really lost her. It’s really over.Even though it hurts, I know she’s right. This isn’t the right time. We would be going back to each other because it was easy, familiar, and less painful than being apart. I made sure she got home okay, and then I headed home myself.I don’t plan on l
Kylie His forehead presses to mine. “I can’t help myself, never could when you were involved,” he whispers raggedly. I feel his tears dripping onto my cheeks then, each one like a fracture of my heart.We are just two broken, hurting people right now. But this isn’t right, and if this is how we ca







