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2020-06-23 12:06:20
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KID ✓ Twelve
I push myself over to his door and I slowly push it open and I stopped in my tracks at what I see. The grunt is louder in his room, but unlike I had expected, it's not from pain but from pleasure, apparently. Williams is completely naked from his head down, and his back faces me. In front of him is a woman with long brunette hair on her knees and he seems to love whatever it is she's doing to him because his grunt and hissing and moaning are louder in the passing moment. "Oh Viola, like that! I'm almost there! Yes." His hands buried in the lady named Viola's hair and he seems to guide her up and down his length and faster and his thrust gets wilder. I tell myself to get away from inside before I'm noticed because I am invading two people's privacy, but I'm so shocked at what is happening in front of me I can't bring myself to move. "Yes! Fuck, I'm coming!" He growls like a wild animal as his body trembles weakly and he loses his balance from his release and grabs on to the bed sta
Last Updated : 2020-06-24KID ✓ Thirteen
Arthur stops his car in front of drumstick, a new restaurant that opened about a month ago and, according to him, is one of the best places he's eaten so far and I'm taking his word for it. Arthur comes to my side of the car and opens the door for me. I smile as he offers me his hand and as I accept; he pulls me out. We walk to the door of the restaurant and the security guard opens the door for us. "Ladies first," Arthur says as he steps out of the way and ushers me in. I grin deeply and shade of red appears on my face. "Thank you, but you don't have to treat me like a princess no matter what William says." The skin of his forehead folds as he stares at me. "This has nothing to do with William, it has everything to do with you." He takes my hand and brings it to his lip, placing a quick kiss on it. "It's high time you look at yourself like a princess." We make our way to our table and he pulls out a seat for me and as I sit. I stare at him as he takes his seat and after a while o
Last Updated : 2020-06-25KID ✓ Fourteen
“If nothing happened, then what was this doing in my room? I have a reason to believe it’s yours.” He says and I spin around to see him holding up my silver-coloured panties with his hand. Oh shit. I bite my lips and stew quietly without uttering a word, and this seems to anger him. “The last thing I need right now is your silence.” I take a deep breath, “It has been a long day, I’m tired and I think you should leave.” If what he wants an explanation for last night, I don’t plan on giving one. I have buried that happening of last night away and I do not plan on revisiting it for any reason. He grits his teeth tightly and tosses the panties on the bed before moving back and, after staring at me for a long time, he heads for the door. I sigh in relief and take off my shirt when I hear a clicking sound and I turn around to see him pull out the key and slide it into his pocket. I blink rapidly and swallow hard as he turns around and looks at me. “I’m not going anywhere kid, not until
Last Updated : 2020-06-26KID ✓ Fifteen
Throughout the service at church, I stayed disconnected as I kept wondering what William had to talk about. I wouldn't have taken it much to heart if he didn't sound like I was about to get killed or butchered to death. Or at least, like it was a serious life decision. When the service closes, I take a taxi back home. I stop at the front of the gate and I get down; I pay the taxi driver and make my way into the house. I am eager to know and incredibly uncertain. I've spent 19 years of my life with William and he's never said we need to talk before and as much as I hate jumping into conclusion because I know it's a bad thing. I make my way towards the study room where I know William always spends his Sundays after breakfast. Once I get to the door, I knock gently on the door and I get no reply. I knock again and still no answer. Weird, William goes nowhere on Sundays. I turn and was about leaving when I hear instinct voice coming from the study. I pause and draw closer to the door.
Last Updated : 2020-06-27KID ✓ Sixteen
There is hunger, devouring hunger. “Would you mind repeating the last part of your sentence again?” Screw you? I blink rapidly, completely confused, and unmistakably afraid and terrified. You can’t blame me. He looks like he wants to murder me and my unborn children and, after that, devour our lifeless flesh. “Say it again.” He sneers into my ears, his body touching mine, and I jolt from the shock wave my body receives from his. I gasp at the reaction his body causes mine and I hiss, knowing he knows it as well because there is a look of satisfaction in his eyes. “It,” I answer, making his brow shoot up immediately. He seems to be taken back a little. “What?” He asks. I lift my chin to have a proper gaze at him. “You said to say it, and I just did. Now let me go.” I demand. He doesn’t let go and he instead he pushes me harder against the door frame. “That’s not what you said Kar, and you know it.” He murmurs, still pinning me tight against the door. Wait, did he just give me
Last Updated : 2020-06-28KID ✓ Seventeen
As I walk to the court, I see Keenan and Rory waiting by the bench. Rory sees me first and chuckles and eye me from head to toe. “White? Seriously, dude, are we in heaven?” I roll my eyes, “Black? Seriously, dude, are we in the beginning?” I shoot back, mimicking his voice as I eye his black sports outfit from head to toe. He nods and raises his hands up in surrender. “Fine. You win, we are not. I’m only wearing this because this is my wife’s favourite colour, and he always wears that,” he points to Keenan, who is beside him in orange jersey, shorts, and converse. “Because it is his wife’s favourite colour, so whose favourite colour is that?” He asks, with his hand pointing to my jersey. I know whose favourite colour I’m wearing. I just don’t think they need to know. So instead I smirk, “Your grandma’s.” I reply and bounce the ball. “Are we playing or what?” They both get up and run towards me and I’m about to show them how a pro plays the game. Well, Rory was right when he said
Last Updated : 2020-06-29KID ✓ Eighteen
Karen’s POV “Because it’s ten years ago today, kid.” He replies and his eyes drop. It’s ten years ago today that I lost Papa to a brain tumour. Ten years ago today, William became my guardian. Flashback... “Where is Papa?” I asked, horror written on my face as I stared at William’s wounded ones. He looks down, still rubbing small circles on my hand. “Papa has gone to a place a much better place and there he won’t be sick anymore.” My childish heart leaped for joy at what William had said. Papa was in a better place, he will not be sick or have his hair fall off again and if there was a place like that, I too wanted to go. “I want to go to where papa is. Will you take me there?” Then he looked up at me. His eyes seem to contemplate the suitable answer to give. “One day you are going to go there and you will meet him, but now I need you here with me.” I stare at him sadly, tears filling up my eyes, “If Papa’s gone, who will I stay with?” I ask as tears run down my face and my lip
Last Updated : 2020-06-30KID ✓ Ninteen
William’s POV 4 months later, I feel the warmth of Karen’s skin on my hand as I seize her warm, wet lips in mine. She moans and arches her back against me, her bare breast pressing heavily against my chest. I suck her bottom lips and my finger moves on her bare back, up to her neck and she quiver. “Will–iam I need you.” She says breathlessly, and I growl, knowing the feeling is mutual. I lift her short flirty skirt and slip my hand past the silver band of her panties, touching her soft, wet spot that longs to be filled. She shivers into my hand, pulling away and biting her lips as my middle finger slips into her and my thumb rubs her button and my lip close on her left nipple. She moans, and she seems to want what I’m doing with both my hand and mouth if not crave it and she works her hips, moving it against my finger and her fingers bury in my hair and tug it roughly. I hiss at my growing desire and the need to satisfy it and I pull away from her, making her whine and protest aga
Last Updated : 2020-07-01
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KID ✓ Christmas Special
Hey, lovely readers, this is a Christmas special chapter, hope you enjoy. A Merry Christmas from me to you . “I love the Christmas-tide, and yet, I notice this, each year I live; I always like the gifts I get, but how I love the gifts I give!” ~Carolyn wells “One second,” I yell before getting up from the bed and going to the door after hearing a knock on it. I open the door, still rubbing my sleepy eyes, and when my eyes finally clear out, I see William standing at the door. He held his black suit over his shoulder with one hand and holding onto his suitcase with another. He looks a bit tired and worn, and I can’t blame him. Three days ago he received a call to be in the UK after the attack on the McQueens company that left many injured took place. Even though our tradition in this family during the holiday was to stay together, he had to leave. He promised to do everything he can on order to return to me in one piece and before
KID ✓ Epilogue
“Why would I ever mock you? God made you so unique that you’re hot when you’re not pregnant and hotter when you are.” William~ “Welcome, Darling how was work?” I ask as I feel William pass by the kitchen and I’m certain he’s heading for the bedroom. He halts, takes a few steps back, and looks through the door at me. “What are you doing?” He demands slowly, stepping into the kitchen. I turn to look at him, who’s standing before me, looking a little worn and tired from the day’s stress, holding his suit over his shoulder. “Cooking. Again I’ll ask, how was work?” A frown appears on his face and doesn’t leave. “Cooking? Have you seen yourself lately?” “Yes I have,” I nod and sigh heavily “I’m heavily pregnant and for the third time, how was work?” “You are pregnant and the last thing we both need is you stressing yourself out. Where are the maids and cooks?” He whines and complains like I just did a bad thing. I place my hand on my waist and glare at him. “You’re just going to keep
KID ✓ KID: 38
“I know what you had to go through, William, not knowing what was happening or what you did wrong, but trying to fix and make it right.” Karen~ A few weeks later, a few things were back to normal... Or at least that was how it seemed to everyone watching us from afar, but to William and I, we knew it wasn’t. After the night when it all went to hell, William suggested I take up therapy to help handle the trauma my body might develop because of the ordeal with Noel, but I didn’t see it as important and just shrugged it off. Since then we tried out sexual activity in the bedroom, but I couldn’t let him touch me because I feared being naked before him. William wanted to know if it was something he did and I told him it wasn’t, but I couldn’t tell him I was seeing Noel’s face whenever he touched me intimately or affectionately. I loved him so much and I needed him to satisfy me sexually and be there emotionally, but it is hard to do that when the face you see is the face of the man tha
KID ✓ KID: 37
“I can’t lose you even if you’re too strong-headed to get that.” Karen~ “Her name is Mia Fernan-.” “Wrong answer,” he answers before pulling the trigger. “Mia!” I scream out as I push her out of the way, causing the bullet to slide painfully past my cheek. Its force is hot and powerful against my face that it sends me back a few steps. “Karen!” William gasps out as he immediately drops the gun and rushes towards me. I raise my hands in protest, stopping him in his tracks as I regain my composure. “Don’t come close to me, William!” “You have a cut on your cheeks!” His voice is shocked and trembling. My hand touch my cheek and it instantly gets stained in what I’m certain is blood. My teeth grit and I glare at him, “and whose fault is it?” “I’m sorry. I was never aiming for you. She’s the one I was aiming at.” He pulls another gun from behind him and again he points it at Mia and so I step in front of Mia. “You want to shoot her? You would have to go through me, William.” His
KID ✓ KID: 36
“My wife said something that has been hunting me for a while and it was that I could decide how I wanted to be remembered in life. As a coward or as a brave man.” William ~ I get up from the bed and put on my jean trousers and the only shirt I can find around, which is William’s, and with the paper still in my hand I storm out of the room. I walk to the living room, where there are about four guards positioned at different corners. How the fuck does he get to decide such a terrible fate by himself? What makes him so sure there isn’t another way? I swear I will kick him harder on his junk if I ever see him again. “Where is William?” I ask one man in a black suit as I approach him. “William said to not disclose his whereabouts to anybody Mrs McQueen.” I grit my teeth and my cheeks heat in fury, “I am not anybody you dick, I’m his wife!” I hold myself from hitting him like the stupid fuck deserves and I step away from him. I draw a deep, angry breath and head for my room when I see
KID ✓ KID: 35
“Says the man that once told me he’d never let me go.” Karen~ I pick up the keys Simon drops on the table and follow Simon out of the room. He’s walking really fast and I double up my pace to keep up with him. “You want me to go to him?” I finally asked, glancing up at him. He shakes his head a little. “No, you’re no longer a kid. I know that and William does, too. He just ignores that most times. But since you want to go to him so I’m helping you do that. Just don’t make me regret it.” I grab him by his arm before hugging him tightly. “Thank you.” We walk to the door and Simon and I step out, but the two guards at each side of the door walk towards us. “What are you doing Simon?” Demands one guard as they both approach us. “We are going to William and you can try to stop us.” “She isn’t going anywhere!” the other one says. “Come, take her then.” Simon nuzzles me aside and the next moment, I see them throwing fists and punches at each other. Of course, two against one is unf
KID ✓ KID: 34
“I can’t have your blood on my hands. I can’t lose you, and I won’t!” William~ My eyes open in a room with three people in lab coats and mask over their nose and a rubber cap over their head. They are all standing around me and they seem to do something to me. With all my might, I force my hand up to grab the wrist of the one standing beside me. He turns and looks down at me and my mouth opens to speak. “You’re in the hospital, ma you’re saf—” “Don’t tell him,” I cut her off, “please, the baby.” “You need to relax and let us help you, ma.” Is the reply of the lady in green with a white face mask. “Don’t tell him,” I keep on murmuring until everything fades off. When my eyes open again, I’m alone in the room... My eyes drop to my side and I see William there, his head is resting against the handle of the bed and his face shows great signs of fatigue and under his eyes are bags signalling lack of sleep. I notice he’s still in the same clothes as he was when I came back from Oxfor
KID ✓ KID: 33
“You’ve just been there. Through my worst and darkest hour and I guess I wanted that, I wanted you.” Japhia ~ The next three months were the slowest I’ve ever had. William stayed another week after the new year before going home. It was a decision we both hated because we wanted to be with each other, but; we didn’t want to be completely selfish. It was time for work, school and a lot of other things and more than anything, it was time to go apart for a while. A while almost became forever. Many mornings I’d wake up craving William beside me and at night needing his voice to put me to sleep. The need grew as the days turned into weeks, and soon I became lovesick, according to Japhia. “I miss you and it’s literally making me sick,” I whine as I walked inside and then on the light. I hear him chuckle over the phone and my face heat. “You’re saying I made you sick?” “I won’t say you didn’t,” I pout as I pull off my jacket, then I realise this trick won’t work on him ‘cause he can’t
KID ✓ KID: 32
“Do you know how I feel? You act like you own nothing, but you’re wrong, Karen, cause you own me.” William~ My heart doubles in beat and I turn around to see William standing in the kitchen with black jean, a white inn and a brown leather jacket. There’s a bit of snow on his blonde hair, which is now shorter than I remember, but his stubble beard remains.Nothing compares to having William here now and to be honest, I’m lost for words to say as those grey eyes pierce into mine.“Hey,” he begins, as if knowing my predicament. “Hey, how did you get in?”There’s a smile at the corner of his lips, “I’ve still got Hope’s key with me.”I press my lip together, “I thought you had a lot of work to do before closing for the year.” He steps towards me. “I did, I do and I’ll do them. But did you think I’ll let my wife spend her favourite holiday alone?” “No,” I reply, “So you were here when I called?” He nods and my lips slowly press together and my eyes wander around.“You’re not happy to s
