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RULE NUMBER EIGHTY NINE
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Daddy's little good bad boy RULE NUMBER EIGHTY NINE
The best way to explain this would be saying we both attacked each other with our mouths. Desperately, our mouths moved, his hands undoing the robe he just draped over over me, my hands searching under the shirt he wore. “I need you, little Alec.” he moaned breathily.The words go straight to my heart and dick at the same time, and I let out a whimpering sound. Our mouths and hands explore each other’s bodies, as if discovering it for the very first time. Under my finger tips, his chest is rock hard and tense, I feel every sculpt, ridge, muscle, and I want more, I need more. The shirt rips from him, he chuckles into my mouth, moving even closer to me. He holds the back of my neck in place, and tilting my head upwards, as if to say keep your attention on me, and then he kisses me hard. Shoving his tongue down my throat, I gag a little, but that only fuels him. “Fuck, that sound.” he groans as he pushes me down, forcing me to my knees, and I hurriedly go down, my mouth already water
Daddy's little good bad boy RULE NUMBER EIGHTY EIGHT
I freeze.We both came hard, yet it doesn’t register in my mind. His words however, they play in a loop inside my head.He realizes his words, stilling behind me. Then like a burst dam, he starts speaking and fast,“I know what I said, and I know what I am saying now. But Alec, I have always loved you, even before I knew your name, ever since I saw you eating the bacon and avocado sandwich at the rooftop, I have loved you. With every fibre of my being, and everything that I am, I love you, little Alec, I always have, and will never stop. You have consumed my entire being, and every time I think, there’s no way I can love you any more, I love you even more than that.” My mind chooses now to clearly filter the mismatched piece of memory I had been struggling with. The night I confessed my feelings for him was the night everything changed. I had thought he was taking the punishment to the extreme, but everything that followed was because I confessed my feelings for him. He was never the
Daddy's little good bad boy RULE NUMBER EIGHTY SEVEN
People had been knocking on the door. I didn’t get up. Or couldn’t get up. I stay rooted on the floor of the shower, the water had grown cold a long time ago, yet I don’t feel clean enough. I can still feel his mouth on mine, taste the kiss too.I realized a few minutes after I got my memories from last night, that Rosemary had entered my apartment that day she took me to her place, I never unlocked the doors for her, so she must have known the code. I never told her the pass code, so I destroyed it, smashing it to pieces so no one could get in. Even now, I hear her voice, like something far away. But I cannot move. Disgust, disbelief, and feeling unsafe. My own body feels like it’s not mine.My mind has to be tricking me, maybe my memories are false. Gunther certainly didn’t kiss me by force… As the water pelts down my head, I feel like the memory is of two different times, like a distorted image I cannot piece together, no matter how I try. I grip my head between my hands, wanting
Daddy's little good bad boy RULE NUMBER EIGHTY SIX
I forgot to run away early.Until his flashy car rolled into the makeshift parking lot, where almost all the other cars had gone home for the night, did I remember that I planned to run away. Nobody really drinks night after night without feeling disgusted. “Mr. Sanchez… Can I call you Alec?”I pinch my lips together in annoyance, thinking about all the excuses I could whip up on such short notice, but even my phone stays silent in my pockets, nobody calls me. “As long as I get to call you Gunther.” I say in hopes that he would not stand for it, he chuckles.“Of course you can, we are now business partners.”He drives safely, another excuse I would have used against him, reckless driving is tossed to the wind. He rambles on and on about how he found this place years ago, and wanted to bring his business partners here when he could. I never took him for a talkative. Making up my mind to take a sip of whatever is served, and then hurry back home.My plan is also tossed to the wind wh
Daddy's little good bad boy RULE NUMBER EIGHTY FIVE
My arm juts out, reaching out to him, but is met with the wisps of air, I produce no sound, instead I stare at the space he once occupied, the fading sound of his footsteps echoing. Or maybe that’s the sound of my heart beating in my ears. How could he say something like that so easily? How didn’t he know that those words mean the whole world to me? Am I that easy of a person? Thoughts tumble inside my head, questions too, and a huge, optimistic part of me hopes he said those words because he meant them, and he lied when he said he was bored of me. Why did he need to lie? When I ask Ash to meet for a drink, she obliges, maybe out of pity… when I see her at the bar, I know it’s not out of pity, she needs a drink herself. “Everyone at the office has been working overtime, in case they get lucky and snag a once in a lifetime promotion like you, so naturally, I am been pulled left, right, center.” she says with a small smile, explaining why she already got a glass of beer herself.I pr
Daddy's little good bad boy RULE NUMBER EIGHTY FOUR
The Shepherd’s are evil. They are cruel, heartless, self centred. I could go on and on, finding words to describe them. In truth I am only describing the older brother. All the times I was with Christopher, there was never a time he showed these traits. Maybe because he was good at hiding them. I am yet to return to the office, the new office. I have spent my waking moments here, at the construction site, and everything is moving smoothly and speedily. Exactly the way I wanted it to be. Rosemary was kind enough to wait up for me last night, she made dinner and didn’t eat until I got back. The food was surprisingly good, and when I told her, she rolled her eyes. “That’s the only thing I can make perfectly, get ready to eat it every day.”If she made it every day for the rest of the days I had to live here, I would take it, to repay her kindness, and because it is tasty. The sun is setting, and most of the workers were clocking out. I wish there was a way to extend day time, maybe
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