“My evening, Dan. I was having fun until you showed up.” I am feigning nonchalance and lying through my teeth.No, I wasn’t having fun. I was miserable and headed down a path I did not like even in my intoxicated brain.“You were having fun grinding against those kids and I ruined it, is that what you are saying?”“We…were dancing.”“I saw your ass and stomach rubbing against their fucking dicks, Genevieve. There was no fucking dancing involved.”“Maaaybe.”“Did you like it?” His voice is calm, but his entire body is tight, especially the hand on the steering wheel. That strong, veiny hand that I dreamt about when he wasn’t there.“Did I like what?”“Humping them, gliding your body against their dicks and turning the two of them so fucking crazy with lust that they would’ve taken you on the dance floor. Did you like it?”“Maybe I did. Maybe I am a slut.” I throw his jacket to the side, still high on the alcohol-induced adrenaline.I remove my seatbelt and close the distance separating
DANIEL“F uck!” I kick my shoes away and run to the pool.Where Genevieve just jumped in because she wasn’t thinking and she’s drunk as fuck. If she had access to her brain, she would’ve remembered that she does not know how to swim.She’s the type who always has some sort of a crutch, even when she’s in the shallow end of the pool. No matter how much King tried to teach her, she never learned to swim.The seconds tick by like a damn lifetime the more she does not resurface. She’s not even flailing around like she usually does when the crutches are taken away.I curse under my breath as I plunge in after her, diving deep into the cold water.The more time I spend getting to her, the harder my fucking heart beats. It does not slow down even after I grab her by the arm and haul her to the surface. She splutters for breath, coughing and choking on water.Her legs circle my waist and she uses me as a lifeline. Her entire body is wrapped around mine as I swim to where I can stand.I grab h
GENEVIEVE’m in a courtroom.I mean, yes, I have been inside one before when Dad takes the lawyer mic. He’s a witty but very sharp lawyer, the type whom everyone pays attention to when he speaks.But I have not done it since I became Dan’s intern. He said I wasn’t ready back then, but today, he just stood beside my desk and said, “You are coming with me, Shaw.”It is kind of hot when he calls me by my last name at work.They still do not know we’re married, because I kind of begged Chris after I apologized for what I did to him and Alex that night a week ago.He totally spilled it to Jane, though, albeit accidentally. She looked at me weird, but she promised to keep my secret, too. Now, I feel a bit more at ease that I can talk freely with them without feeling like I hold the keys to some intelligence stuff.Chris still does not understand why I even have feelings for Dan, but Jane does, and that is okay. It is also okay if no one else understands, like Dan warned me.The morning afte
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Jeez. Debra is a bitch who only likes her sons divorced. Or married to the women she picks, I guess. “You mean like she did to you?”“Her reaction to me was nothing compared to how she acted with Nick and Julia. She was an absolute nightmare and used her influence to have Julia fired from her job and basically blacklisted her in New York City.”“What did Nick do?” I stop pretending that I am focused on helping him prepare the ingredients and lean against the counter to face him.“He fought it at first, but it was too much drama and daily fights and he was caught in the middle. But then he gave my parents a choice—either they leave Julia alone or he’d burn all the plans they had for him. They threatened to disown him, and I never saw my brother as relieved as he was in that moment. As if he’d been carrying a load since he was born and he could finally get rid of it. He chose to be disowned, took Julia, and left the country. Just like that. A few years later, he and his wife died in an
DANIELwyneth said she does not like hiking.Then she wakes up early this morning, puts onher clothes, and says, “Take me hiking, husband.”So I did exactly that, then fucked her against a tree to teach her how to behave and not be a flirt. Although, in her case, that only makes her act out more.Over the weekend, hiking has grown on her so much that she does not even need me to carry her on my back anymore. I have done it anyway because her tiny body wraps all around me and she plays with my hair and face and neck and anywhere her hands can reach.She’s a touchy person. One who needs physical contact to feel connected. But she does not go around touching everyone, just her inner circle that she deems safe.At the moment, I am in the middle of that circle and it is a fucking wild ride.Any time spent in her presence is. Even when she’s sleeping, she stretches her body out all over me and hides her face in my neck. Or she lays her head on my lap and flings her legs in the air.Like ri
“Now, I want you to open your legs in the air, baby girl, like what you do when you sleep upside down.”Her face turns a deep shade of red, but she does, lifting her legs and opening them, giving me the perfect view of her glistening pussy.I position myself on my knees at her opening and glide my dick up and down her soaked folds.Her legs tremble in the air and she moans, then groans. “Dan…”“What?”“Aren’t you going to fuck me?”I push two inches of my dick inside her pussy, then pull out, then thrust in again and out so that I am coated with her arousal. “Not in this hole, no. Tonight, I’ll claim your ass.” She trembles, her eyes doubling in size. “Did someone touch this ass, Genevieve?” She shakes her head frantically.“Use your voice.”“No…”“Is it because you were saving it for me, too? Like you saved your virgin pussy?”Her channel tightens around my cock, swallowing me in, and she lets out a long puff of air. “Yes…for you. I have always been yours, Dan.”A harsh current of po
GENEVIEVEad woke up.Dad. Woke. Up.I still can not believe it and keep mentally shaking myself during the entire ride to the hospital.I think I am dreaming.That is what I did when he first had the accident, I slept upside down and dreamt about Dad tilting his head and telling me that sleeping in that position is not healthy.Then I woke up and he wasn’t there, but there were tears in my eyes.So that is what I think during the entire ride. I think that this is a dream—I’ll eventually wake up and Dad will still be in a coma.My nails clink together and I dig them into my skin. Pain means it is not a dream and that the call Dan got was real.That my father is back.We do not talk the whole way. I just listen to my NF and Twenty One Pilots playlist and count the minutes until we get to the hospital.Anytime he opens his mouth, I raise the volume until he gets the memo and stops trying to speak. I do not want to talk to him, I do not want him to spout more words that will cut me open.