Chapter 15:One week without him

Elara

I had finally realized the truth I couldn’t live without Damien. He had become my everything. His touch, his voice, his strong arms around me every night… I needed all of it. Even though people at school whispered bad things about us and looked at me like I was doing something terrible, I didn’t care anymore. I ignored every rumor. Damien was the only person who made me feel truly loved and satisfied. I wanted to be with him forever.

One evening, while we were lying in bed after making love, Damien gently stroked my hair and told me something that made my heart drop.

“Baby girl, I have to go on a business trip for a week,” he said softly. “It’s an important deal I can’t miss.”

I felt so sad immediately. A whole week without Damien by my side? That felt like forever. My eyes filled with tears.

“One week?” I whispered, hugging him tighter. “It’s going to be so tough without you.”

Damien pulled me closer and kissed my forehead. “Everything is going to be fine, my love. I will call you every day. We will talk on the phone as much as you want. And I’m arranging a chauffeur for you a kind, reliable man who will take you to school and bring you back safely. You won’t have to worry about anything.”

I nodded, but my heart still felt heavy. That night, we made love slowly and passionately. I rode him for a long time, taking his thick cock deep inside me while looking into his eyes. I wanted to remember every feeling. He fucked me hard from behind afterward, making me come twice before filling me with his hot cum. We fell asleep wrapped tightly around each other.

The next morning, the chauffeur arrived. His name was Michael. He was a tall, kind-looking man in his thirties with a polite smile. Damien introduced us.

“Michael will take good care of you while I’m gone,” Damien said.

Michael nodded respectfully. “It’s nice to meet you, Miss Elara. I’ll make sure you get everywhere safely.”

I tried to smile, but when it was time for Damien to leave, I couldn’t hold back. We hugged like never before. I pressed my face into his chest and cried in his arms.

“I’m going to miss you so much,” I sobbed. “Please come back soon.”

Damien held me tight, rubbing my back gently. “I’ll miss you more, baby girl. Be good for me, okay? I’ll call you tonight.” He kissed me deeply, then wiped my tears away before getting into the car and driving off to the airport.

The penthouse felt so big and empty without him. I felt lonely already.

Michael drove me to school in a nice black car. When we arrived, I told him, “You can go now. Come back around 12 pm to pick me up.”

He nodded and left. As soon as I stepped out of the car, I saw Kael standing nearby with some of his friends. He had a nasty smirk on his face.

“Oops, the old man left you alone again?” he said loudly. “Daddy’s gone on a trip and left his little toy behind?”

I ignored him and started walking toward my lecture hall. But Kael followed me, talking louder.

“Look at you, pretending to be innocent. Everyone knows you’re fucking my father. Does he pay you well? Or do you just spread your legs for free because you like older cock?”

His friends laughed. Kael kept saying dirty things. “I bet he fucks you better than I ever could. Tell me, does he make you scream ‘daddy’ every night? You’re such a dirty little slut now.”

The words hurt, but I didn’t let it show. I kept walking with my head high. I knew I couldn’t find this feeling with anyone else. I wanted Damien. Only Damien. Kael’s words didn’t matter anymore.

I went to my lectures and tried to focus, but my mind kept going back to Damien. I missed his touch already. My body felt restless without him.

At 12 pm, Michael came to pick me up exactly on time. He was polite and didn’t ask too many questions. He drove me back to the penthouse safely.

The rest of the day felt long and boring. I did my homework, ate dinner alone, and waited for Damien’s call. When he finally called that evening, I felt so happy to hear his deep voice.

“How are you, baby?” he asked.

“I miss you already,” I said softly. “The bed feels too big without you.”

We talked for a long time. His voice made me wet. Before we ended the call, I slipped my hand into my panties and touched myself while listening to him. I whispered his name quietly as I came, imagining it was his thick cock inside me instead of my fingers.

That night, I slept in one of his shirts, hugging his pillow. It still smelled like him.

The next few days passed the same way. Michael took me to school every morning and picked me up. Kael tried to bother me a few more times, saying even dirtier things, but I completely ignored him. I focused only on Damien. Every night we talked on the phone, and I touched myself thinking about him. But it wasn’t enough. I craved his real touch, his thick cock stretching me, and the way he made me shake with pleasure.

I counted every day until he would come back. One week felt like a lifetime, but I knew when Damien returned, I would give myself to him completely again. I would ride him, let him fuck me in every position, and scream his name until I couldn’t speak.

Because Damien was mine, and I was his. Nothing else mattered.