ANGEL
Kevin wanted me badly.
I wanted Daddy just as desperately. The similarities between us were so familiar. When I stared at his eyes, it was like looking through a mirror.
We both had the same stubbornness and persistence even though we’ve been rejected numerous times. We were still circling the same forbidden point again and again.
Like people trapped at the bottom of an endless pit, not climbing out, just digging deeper, and welcoming the darkness that promised to consume us.
Kevin’s hand appeared in front of me, hovering there like an invitation, his eyes were daring me.
For a moment, I simply stared at it.
Then I placed my hand in his, it was soft and warm.
Kevin’s eyes flared with surprise as if he hadn’t actually expected me to take it.
"Fine, let’s fuck," I met his gaze, spitting those words like it wasn’t going to mean anything to me.
Because it wasn’t.
Kevin grimaced, "When you say it like that, I feel like a scumbag, I don’t want you to feel coerced,"
"I don’t see your erection going down though," I raised a brow at the obvious evidence of his bulge in his pants.
He chuckled, his expression turning serious again, darker, "Well, I’m not going to let you change your mind."
He reached for me and I let him. It wasn’t the drugs or alcohol, not at all.
I wanted to do this. This was my decision, I wasn’t influenced by substance.
This was what I needed, I’d already calculated it before placing my hands in Kevin’s.
I thought about Daddy’s reaction when his people reported to him that I was screwing someone else in this clúb.
Would he feel the same raw mania that scalded my brain? The jealousy that simmered in my heart whenever he fúcked Jillian? Would he go completely crazy?
When Kevin made me bleed around his côck,
Would Daddy regret not taking what I offered so willingly?
There were so many questions, and only one way to find out.
If there was any chance Daddy would get affected at all by my actions, then, I wanted to do this.
Even if he didn’t feel jealous, would he feel guilty at least?
I was behaving recklessly, he would probably blame himself and think he’d pushed me into this.
If Daddy felt remorse and accountability, it meant he felt something for me, right? And as long as the guilt remained in his heart, he would always think about me and I would always have a portion of his cruel cold heart as mine.
He would obsess over the ways he could have treated me better.
So, yeah, I was going to fúck Kevin.
"Kiss me, now!" I whispered hotly when Kevin led us towards the vip area, his arms wrapped around my waist, and I snaked a hand around his neck.
My lips parted wantonly, my body was moulded against his.
Kevin popped a candy into his mouth, never breaking eye contact with me and then, his lips crashed into mine.
His lips were soft. And sweet,
His mouth devoured me slowly, allowing the candy to melt between our tongues.
This particular one was strawberry flavoured, sharp, hitting the back of my throat and heat detonated under my skin.
I kissed him harder, my fingers clawed into his shoulders as our lips slid messily, the candy breaking apart, our saliva turning syrupy with it.
When I cast a look at the club exit, one of Daddy’s bodyguards was there. It was what I hoped for.
Now run along and tell your master.
I hoped he was getting a good view of what we were doing.
"Fúck," Kevin’s hands fisted in my hair, yanking my head back to kiss down my neck. Leaving hot trails of wetness.
Then he hauled me up, my legs locked around his waist as he carried us toward the room, his mouth never leaving mine. The drug coiled tighter in my stomach, a live wire sparking under my skin.
The door clicked shut behind us, the room was beautiful, dimly lit by red lights.
A large bed was situated at the centre. Kevin’s fingers were urgent, working too fast, as though he was afraid I’d change my mind at any given moment.
He tugged at my dress and I allowed the fabrics to fall in a heap at my feet. I stepped out of it.
"God fucking have mercy," Kevin breathed out the swear, his eyes glazed from both euphoria and lust "You’re so beautiful...Definitely worth all the wait,"
He leaned to kiss me, but I turned my head away and his hot lips trailed my throat instead. His hands went around me to unclasp my bra. And then, his soft fingers were kneading my breasts as we both tumbled on the bed, breathing heavily.
I grabbed his hair and pulled his face to mine. "I’m going to call you Daddy tonight" I murmured thickly, licking my already moist lips.
"Freaky aren’t we?" He chuckled, seeming pleased.
He kissed my chest, paying attention to my nipples, then, his tongue licked downward. Past my belly button, and lower.
Lower still.
"Fuck. You don’t know how much I’ve wanted to taste you like this"
He snapped my lacy panties off.
The next thing I felt was his sloppy mouth on my pussy. Too wet, too eager to please.
His tongue jabbed my folds apart, swirling across my entire labia in desperate licks.
I shut my eyes, my lips clamped my teeth.
"Right there, Daddy." I arched into his face, his fingers dug into my thighs, spreading me wider, his tongue slid into my entrance, his thumb finding my clit. I moaned, clenching the sheets.
"You like that?" His breath teased me. I wanted to tell him to fucking shut up, with my eyes closed like this, I could pretend he was the man I wanted, but if he talked and ruined it, it would definitely set me off the mood.
"Don’t talk, just eat me out," I grasped a fistful of his hair, grinding my pússy against his face, with newfound fury, he increased the speed at which he circles my sensitive flesh.
I was so close and yet somehow still so far away. It wasn’t bad, not at all, Kevin knew what he was doing. He was definitely experienced. The candy was working actively, sending me into euphoria. That was until something cool grazed my skin.
Air?
It felt wrong.
My eyes were still closed but I could have sworn that when we entered, the curtains had been covering the windows, and Kevin had definitely locked the door.
So, where was this cool air coming from? My eyes fluttered open slowly, Kevin was still slurping at my parted legs.
Then the breath knocked out of me. My moan choked in my throat. It wasn’t from pleasure.
There was a shadow. Behind Kevin. A dark shadow was looming over us.