†Please Daddy...

I held on to the wall as I put my head underneath the steamy water. I sighed as the water hit my face, I felt relieved. His smell and taste was being washed down the drain, I no longer had to suffer.

“Why do you keep doing this to yourself? All he wants is sex. Nothing more. I just don’t understand.” Aurelia lectured. I rolled my eyes, she doesn’t understand. I haven’t broken him yet.

“Do what to myself?” I said getting frustrated.

“Keep your hopes up! He doesn’t want anything more!” I pushed my chair out and got up, walking out of the studio. I bumped into someone and fell over, “I’m so sorry,” I looked up through my hair and saw it was Harry. Goddamn.

“Valerie, hey,” He put out a hand and lifted me up with ease. I felt his breath on my face, a smell I loved no matter what.

“Hi,” I said while I picked up my dance bag stuffing everything that had fallen out.

“How are you?” I sighed. Small talk. Classic.

“Tired and sweaty. Yourself?” He nodded.

“Same,” It was awkward, I have to admit. We’d never actually socialised before in the School. He’s an instructor for the last years. He had girls all over him, but he chose me. Because I fell too easily.

“I better go.” I quickly ran out the door into the cold autumn air. It was crisp and smelt great. I walked down the almost deserted road and headed towards home stopping into the bakery for a coffee and donut.

I turned into my street and noticed Harry’s car in front of my apartment. I walked up the stairs and unlocked the door. I was met with his scent that lingered in my living room. I put my bag down along with my cup and walked upstairs. My door was opened and I caught a glance of Harry in the bathroom.

“Come join me,” He yelled out, instantly my clothes came off and I was in there before he knew it. I stood behind him and kissed his neck, down his back before walking in front of him. His eyes were wide and full of desire.

“You know Harry, this isn’t your house. You can’t just turn up whenever you want.”

“Why not? We’re fucking so I have every right.” Pig.

“Why?”

“Cause you might be fucking some other guy, we can’t have that happening now, can we?” He got closer and kissed my neck, slow and sweet. His kisses trailed down to my breasts where his tongue circled the outside of my nipples. He took them into his mouth nice and slow. The fluttering of my stomach came back again. I was so desperate, I’d do anything.
He sat on the toilet and pulled me towards him. I towered over his member and slowly sat down.

“Fuck,” He and I hissed. I went all the way down to the hilt and screamed internally. I held for support on the basin and his shoulders. I rode him for a while but obviously that wasn’t enough. He carried me to my bed and got me on my knees as he thrusted in. I’m a wiggler, I admit it. But he holds me down and adores what’s his. I feel as though I feed him. Feed his insatiable hunger. I make him addicted to my taste. He grunts and I know he’s about to cum, without speaking, I turn around and catch his load in my mouth.

“Swallow it.”

I swallowed it and fell back on the bed. It didn’t beat the many other times we had done it but it was the most quite and awkward.

“Harry?” He turned around while zipping his pants up.

“What?” What’s with him.

“Stay the night?” He shook his head. I knew that would be the answer but why does he never stay. He turned towards the door and walked out. I pulled the sheets over me and began to cry. Why? Aren’t I good enough? Am I doing something wrong?

Notes

New chapter. lol.

Pretty shitty.

xx Livvie