Recipe for disaster のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 7

I’m starting to think getting a place for myself and living alone for the first time in my twenty years of living, miles away from home is exactly what my parents called it.A disaster.School starts in a few days and I’ve already managed to bring someone else’s sofa up to my own apartment, only to discover mine sitting under the rain a few hours later. I returned the beige sofa to the original owner with a million apologies, then dragged my own soaking-wet sofa upstairs.It took up most of my tiny balcony, where I spent hours trying to dry it with a hand dryer because I didn’t want my parents seeing another withdrawal on the card.There’s still a damp smell in the apartment.But at least I survived. I had no idea how much had to be done to keep a house afloat. Remembering to run the dryer, take my clothes out, bring them in before the rain, shut the windows. And the one I’m struggling with the most? Food.I’ve never known how to cook. The chefs back home handled that. Neither of

EMERY BENNETT“Willing to try anything?”BigDom’s message comes when I’m already in bed. I’m yet to go through his profile. My hair is still damp from my shower, so I rest it against the headboard, pulling my knees up, I stare at the message.This master chef has no idea how much of a novice I am. I’ve burned water trying to make noodles. “Anything, really. I don’t want to limit myself.” I send back.His typing bubble appears immediately. I find myself leaning towards the screen, eagerly waiting for his response. He’s basically my saviour and he’ll be doing this for free.“That’s an interesting attitude.”“Yeah, I’m a total novice. I do admit that I have a problem and you’re the only one that can fix it. I don’t know what I’m doing at all. But I’m willing to try. As long as you teach me.”I bite my thumb as I wonder if I’ve put too much out there so soon. We’ve only just met and I'm putting the weight of my life in his hands.“That’s alright.

My body rears back with a hiccup that lodges itself at the back of my throat. Of all the things I envisioned the whole day. Nothing compares to this.I mean, I spent hours picking out my clothes and then debating with myself if I needed a haircut. And the second he opened the door, I was sure I died and some magical, unreal person was opening the door for me.The man is all hard angles and very beautiful, steel eyes. In the night they were dark, in the daytime they’re the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.Still, I never imagined he’d… say that."What did you think the kink app was for?” he asks, the incredulousness rolling off his voice is impossible to miss.Another hiccup slips past my lips as I look around us. I rub my sweaty palms against my pants– one of the newer ones Sophia helped me pick out.“A kink app?” My voice has been reduced to a high pitched squeal. I can’t look him in the face. Mine is flaming, and I’m scared he’d know that I tried to touch myself to the picture of h

“What’s a sub… I don’t..” I clear my throat, feeling silly and good all at once, standing in his kitchen with my dick out and my come on the floors of his kitchen. It’s such a weird position to be. Never in my wildest imagination did I think this would ever happen.Much less to me.I’d never come so much, or so hard in my life. I mean, all the times I thought I blew my mind with my right hand was laughable in comparison to what he made me feel.He’d raises a brow at me, I’d like to say he was mocking me, but there was a gentleness about him. A gentle giant.“You really know nothing about sex, huh?”I feel myself burn and resist the urge to look away from his face. He’d asked me not to look away from him, and I don’t want to disappoint him.Instead of answering verbally, I shake my head at him. At twenty, I know most of my mates already had an impressive list of sexual experiences. While I spent all of my time in the farm, any of our farms.I’m more than embarrassed to say I’d relie