Arson was fully clothed holding me like he owed me something. But didn’t. If anything he has been a real ass since I met him and now he was holding me naked in the shower. I tried to fight against his embrace but he held on tighter until I let my head fall and now I was sobbing again fully defeated. This wasn’t how things were supposed to go and not how I planned either. “It’s okay.” But it was far from okay. The dread of leaving my apartment and being forced to do more than what’s required of me. I was no longer a person of choice but one who needs to in order to survive. To give my mom just a little more time before her time nears. When I finally relaxed his arms he loosened from me. Our eyes met but now it was full of awkward silence. He needs to leave. When the sadness came to a halt I reached for my towel and put as much distance as I could between us. The sound of his wet clothes made their way into my bedroom. “Makayla. Are you okay?” He asked. I met his eyes through the mir
Life can change in a blink of an eye, that for someone that is so closed-minded. Her whole world would be turned in many different directions. With my life, I always had a choice, and where I felt most comfortable was with the lights blinding my eyes as they changed different colors. As the music played and my body moved to each beat. I felt eyes everywhere around me, and I knew in this area I was desired and wanted. I was needed most of all. Bodies collided together as I rolled my hips on his lap with the soft grunt that slipped from his mouth. But same moan, a different man. The music died down, and I felt the linger each time I got up. “I hope I see you again soon,” I whispered before I got off my clients. I made my way back to the dressing room to switch out of this outfit that’s been used with several men tonig
After crashing out from a long night of sex. I finally awoke wrapped in Ryan’s arms. I wasn’t against staying the night or dates or such. Ryan knew where we stood and even though we aren’t together. We always were with each other. Never sleeping with other people out of respect. Monthly STD tests. We were comfortable with our arrangement. He doesn’t ask me who I am texting or hanging out with because it’s none of his business. We were so close that we told each other everything regardless with no hard feelings. If I was being honest, we were with each other almost all the time so there wasn’t really anyone else. Slowly, moving Ryan’s arm off me to get out of bed not trying to wake him up. I headed for the bathroom and found myself divulged in the hot water that cleaned my bruised body. I felt a pair of arms wrap around my stomach. “Good morning, you should’ve woken me.”
I wiped the side of my mouth as I stood up in front of Arson. His head was tilted back as his breathing was rapidly after he released inside of my mouth. I started feeling a hint of regret and tons of guilt knowing I allowed this to happen and he isn’t even looking at me. Why isn’t he looking at me?! When he lifts his head up he doesn’t make any contact with me as guilt washed over him. He was looking past me and now I was the one crying. I went for the door but when I opened it he closed it. “No, don’t do that. Don’t cry because of me. Relax, I am not going to treat you any other way I was just processing.” I relaxed in my spot and exhaled the breath I was keeping in. “Can I touch you now? Respectfully?” He asked. I nodded expecting this to turn dirty but instead, h
Once I got home I acted like I wasn’t. Ryan came knocking on the door but I didn’t answer. Arson had also stayed away from the club and I think the guilt finally swallowed him up and he returned back to his life with his mate. I avoided Ryan too but I promised him a date and I was feeling some type of way about it. Everything felt like it was about to change and maybe me accepting it was just to cover up the fact I had the Alpha’s dick in my mouth. A knock on the door had broken me from my thoughts and I was standing in front of my full body mirror. I wore a red dress that hugged my curves with black pumps to match. I walked over into the living room and opened the door and there he was. Ryan was wearing a nice V-neck shirt with some black slacks. I loved the way he always dressed. Sometimes to fancy was a little much. “You look beautiful as always.” He reached over and kissed my cheek and lingered for a few seconds. It didn’t sit right though. “You ready to go?”
I must’ve not locked my door correctly. I was nervous so that would make sense. Why couldn’t he leave me alone? Also, why would I allow myself to do it? I was such a horny person and he knew exactly what to do to get me going. I got going and that was only a quickie. Imagine what a full session would be. Poor Ryan, he didn’t deserve for that and I think part of me knew I never wanted to be any more than what we are. Yet he is good for me too. I turned into bed early and just ignored the phone until a knock from my front door woke me up. I woke up in a panic and looked over at the clock to which it revealed it was one in the morning. What the hell? I moved the blankets off of me and stood up trying to get my balance of being half awake. Another knock came at the door while I made my way to it. I walked to the window near my door to look out and it was Arson leaning on the wall. I quickly opened it and he almost fell. “What the hell are you doing here?” I asked. When he lo
Arson was fully clothed holding me like he owed me something. But didn’t. If anything he has been a real ass since I met him and now he was holding me naked in the shower. I tried to fight against his embrace but he held on tighter until I let my head fall and now I was sobbing again fully defeated. This wasn’t how things were supposed to go and not how I planned either. “It’s okay.” But it was far from okay. The dread of leaving my apartment and being forced to do more than what’s required of me. I was no longer a person of choice but one who needs to in order to survive. To give my mom just a little more time before her time nears. When I finally relaxed his arms he loosened from me. Our eyes met but now it was full of awkward silence. He needs to leave. When the sadness came to a halt I reached for my towel and put as much distance as I could between us. The sound of his wet clothes made their way into my bedroom. “Makayla. Are you okay?” He asked. I met his eyes through the mir
hI was at the nursing home sitting with my Mom who unfortunately wasn’t lucid. A knock on the door woke me from my thoughts and it was the nurse. “Hi Makayla, our medical director would like to speak with you.” I looked at my Mom and got up before making my way to the doctor office. I sat down when he invited me in. “Thank you for joining me. Listen, I don’t want to cause any family drama but payments are four months late.” He said. “What do you mean? I have been giving my father half each month. He should be making the payments.” He took off his glasses and set them on the desk. My father has been coming less and less so I wasn’t sure what was going on. “How much is owed?” I asked. He reached for the folder and flipped through before answering. “$15,638.54.” I started to choke on my own saliva. I know I lived okay but I didn’t have that kind of money either. My mother needs all kinds of care that I couldn’t disappoint. I grabb
I must’ve not locked my door correctly. I was nervous so that would make sense. Why couldn’t he leave me alone? Also, why would I allow myself to do it? I was such a horny person and he knew exactly what to do to get me going. I got going and that was only a quickie. Imagine what a full session would be. Poor Ryan, he didn’t deserve for that and I think part of me knew I never wanted to be any more than what we are. Yet he is good for me too. I turned into bed early and just ignored the phone until a knock from my front door woke me up. I woke up in a panic and looked over at the clock to which it revealed it was one in the morning. What the hell? I moved the blankets off of me and stood up trying to get my balance of being half awake. Another knock came at the door while I made my way to it. I walked to the window near my door to look out and it was Arson leaning on the wall. I quickly opened it and he almost fell. “What the hell are you doing here?” I asked. When he lo
Once I got home I acted like I wasn’t. Ryan came knocking on the door but I didn’t answer. Arson had also stayed away from the club and I think the guilt finally swallowed him up and he returned back to his life with his mate. I avoided Ryan too but I promised him a date and I was feeling some type of way about it. Everything felt like it was about to change and maybe me accepting it was just to cover up the fact I had the Alpha’s dick in my mouth. A knock on the door had broken me from my thoughts and I was standing in front of my full body mirror. I wore a red dress that hugged my curves with black pumps to match. I walked over into the living room and opened the door and there he was. Ryan was wearing a nice V-neck shirt with some black slacks. I loved the way he always dressed. Sometimes to fancy was a little much. “You look beautiful as always.” He reached over and kissed my cheek and lingered for a few seconds. It didn’t sit right though. “You ready to go?”
I wiped the side of my mouth as I stood up in front of Arson. His head was tilted back as his breathing was rapidly after he released inside of my mouth. I started feeling a hint of regret and tons of guilt knowing I allowed this to happen and he isn’t even looking at me. Why isn’t he looking at me?! When he lifts his head up he doesn’t make any contact with me as guilt washed over him. He was looking past me and now I was the one crying. I went for the door but when I opened it he closed it. “No, don’t do that. Don’t cry because of me. Relax, I am not going to treat you any other way I was just processing.” I relaxed in my spot and exhaled the breath I was keeping in. “Can I touch you now? Respectfully?” He asked. I nodded expecting this to turn dirty but instead, h
After crashing out from a long night of sex. I finally awoke wrapped in Ryan’s arms. I wasn’t against staying the night or dates or such. Ryan knew where we stood and even though we aren’t together. We always were with each other. Never sleeping with other people out of respect. Monthly STD tests. We were comfortable with our arrangement. He doesn’t ask me who I am texting or hanging out with because it’s none of his business. We were so close that we told each other everything regardless with no hard feelings. If I was being honest, we were with each other almost all the time so there wasn’t really anyone else. Slowly, moving Ryan’s arm off me to get out of bed not trying to wake him up. I headed for the bathroom and found myself divulged in the hot water that cleaned my bruised body. I felt a pair of arms wrap around my stomach. “Good morning, you should’ve woken me.”
Life can change in a blink of an eye, that for someone that is so closed-minded. Her whole world would be turned in many different directions. With my life, I always had a choice, and where I felt most comfortable was with the lights blinding my eyes as they changed different colors. As the music played and my body moved to each beat. I felt eyes everywhere around me, and I knew in this area I was desired and wanted. I was needed most of all. Bodies collided together as I rolled my hips on his lap with the soft grunt that slipped from his mouth. But same moan, a different man. The music died down, and I felt the linger each time I got up. “I hope I see you again soon,” I whispered before I got off my clients. I made my way back to the dressing room to switch out of this outfit that’s been used with several men tonig