Carter"If you have any questions regarding what we treated today, don't hesitate to ask away." I broke the silence that had lingered in the lecture hall since the start of the call. No response was given. A smile formed at my lips seeing Tessa's head cast down to her book. "Tessa," I called purposely. "Huh?" Her eyes darted around before they fixed back on mine. "Yes, Sir.""What was the last thing I said?" All eyes were then on her. I knew she wasn't paying attention. I can even bet that she was thinking about me. In a dirty way."Um...Sir...you said...." Her brows creased confused about what to say. Her seatmate nudged her. Tessa's eyes went down to the notebook in front of her which wasn't hers. "Sir, you said if anyone has questions regarding what you treated, he or she should ask away." She said in one breath.I would have pressed her more but I decided to let it go. "Are we ready for test next class?" The class erupted with murmurs and disagreements. "No, Sir. Let's make it n
TessaI arched my back crying out in moan as his tongue flickered over my nipples. I didn't care about anything at that moment but to have him pleasure me till I could no longer think straight. I dug my nails into his scalp pushing his head more to my chest. He sucked my nipples as if he was given a task to do. He did the same to the other, sucking and biting. My core was more than throbbing with wetness. I wanted more. I needed more of his touch. So, I pleaded with him to go faster. "Faster...please!" "Sir...please-" my words hooked in my throat when he captured my lips fiercely. He gripped my waist and kissed my lips with power. I wasted no time in parting my lips giving him more access. My whole body was on fire. He pulled away after torturing my lips. "Daddy, Tessa." He warned his eyes darkening more. "Daddy," I gulped down my saliva at how his eyes raked my body more. As if he would eat me raw. The eyes shifted down and he pulled my skirt down. I could feel the heat coursing th
TessaToday was quite okay because Mr.Carter didn't show up in class. I don't know what the reason was. I wasn't supposed to be worried because I was able to concentrate better in class. However, I found myself feeling somehow. Even though we came to school together. He dropped me off few miles away from the school gate. After the second class, I made my way to the school cafeteria to grab lunch. I could see some students sitting together with their friends. But trust me, I don't mind if I don't have any friend. I even prefer to be all alone. I'm not someone that get too serious with a friend. And then again, I haven't been completely familiar with the college yet. I munched on my sandwich while I replied the text Mom sent to me. She told me that she'd be home late today. I don't even know whether I should feel nervous or happy. Nervous about the fact that I would be left alone with him again. The happy part being I might have an unimaginable pleasure from him. Nevertheless, the ne
TessaI bite my bottom lip to suppress myself from making a sound from what Mr. Carter was doing to my body. I could feel the vibration of my ass with each slap he landed on it. It was painful yet enjoyable at the same time. "I want to give a mark to your ass so that you will know who you belong to." He hushed out, raising his palms and spanking my ass again. I nearly lost balance because it was too intense. But he held me in place by gripping my waist. "Hold the desk tight." He ordered. I adjusted my stance a bit, then gripped the desk tightly. I bet my knuckles will soon turn white. "Damn! I love how round your ass is. You have a crazy body for a young girl like you." His voice was close to my ears. He squeezed my ass for the longest time before I heard the sound of something tearing. "What-""Don't make a sound. You won't speak a word until I give you the orders to." The way he said it didn't fail to make shivers run down my spine. There was no doubt, he liked to be in control.
Carter"Who do we have here, Carter the Great." Samuel, my close friend and cousin hailed me as I occupied the empty stool next to him. I needed some fresh air to clear up my head and his call came at the right time. I rolled my eyes at his remark. "Stop acting as if you haven't seen me for decades." I waved my hand at the bartender. "Give me the normal," I said to the young man."Right away, Sir.""That's what it looks like to me because the last time I saw you was one month ago when you told me about your plans to get married again. Then boom, I heard from my father that you have tied the knot. You didn't even bother to inform me, Carter. I'm pained."He placed his hand over his chest, giving me a sad look which I was undoubtedly fake."You know your way to my house but you choose not to come. You prefer to go from one hotel to another instead." Samuel is my cousin from my father's side. His father was my Uncle. Samuel and I grew up together although I was two years older than him.
TessaThe word forbidden was ringing in my head as he approached me. I know if I want, I will leave and nothing will happen. But with the way my mind was restless with his thoughts recently, it was making it hard for me not to want more. A smile was dancing across his lips as he undressed me with his eyes. "Damn! Your round curves don't fail to impress me. You have a fuller breast and a round ass than your mother." I gulped down a strong saliva.All of a sudden, heat coursed through my body. He took another step forward, closer enough that I could feel his breath almost fanning my face. He leaned forward and whispered to my ears. "Daddy wants a blow job."My heart pounded inside. This time around, it wasn't from fear or anything else. But from the thought of how I would get myself pleasured by doing what he asked me to. "Will you give him?" He whispered again in that same breathtaking voice of his. He pulled back and stared into my eyes once more. "I am not going to force you. I don'
TessaI had concluded. That whatever Mr.Carter had been making me feel bad triggered a lot of things out of me. First, I ended up pleasuring myself last night after the sex in the kitchen. I couldn't get enough. I knew it was forbidden but for once, I wanted to enjoy the experience. To discard the fear inside my heart. And right at that moment, as I sat down and watched every move of Mr. Carter in the lecture hall, one thing was running through my head. The feel of him deep inside me.Concentration was far away from me. I was more focused on our intimate encounters. The lecture was a long one. Everyone seems to have their attention on the class or maybe something else. But mine was on the man looking handsome despite his age. The man that brought me down to my knees. The man I want to have buried deep inside me. Just the thought of it made my legs quiver. I could feel the moisture building up in between my legs."Before I round up, does anyone have any questions regarding what we disc
Tessa"Yes Mom, I'm already at home. I'm about to enter the house now." I said to my mom on the phone. "Are you together with your father?"Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. Not at the fact that she was asking whether we were together but the use of the word 'father' It hit my nerves deeply. "No. He still has some work to do at school. I return home alone." I mustered up and answered. I don't even think it would be a good idea to come home together with him. Firstly, no one should know I am connected to him in any way. I had barely gotten familiar with the new school. I don't want to be the talk of the school. Or for anyone to give me special treatment because I was his stepdaughter."Alright then. I made some soup before leaving. You can heat it up and boil potatoes. I will be back a bit late. My boss was invited to a dinner meeting, so she wants me to tag along.""No problem Mom. Take care.""Sure. Talk to you later." and the line went dead silent. I closed the door behind me a
Tessa Epilogue. Two years had passed. I could hardly believe it, but here I was, standing in my cozy living room, arranging the last of the decorations for Jasper's 5th birthday party. The house smelled of freshly baked cookies, the faint scent of balloons, and the light hum of excitement in the air.I was nervously running through the checklist in my head as I put the finishing touches on the birthday setup. Balloons? Check. Cake? Check. Presents? Check. Family and friends? A little of both. I glanced at the clock, realizing the guests would be arriving soon. Everything was in order. Well, as much as it could be. Jasper had been babbling all morning, excited for his big day, even though he had no full idea what was truly happening. To him, it was just another day of love and laughter.My mind wandered for a moment, drifting back to the years that had passed. Life had changed so much, and yet, some things remained constant. Jasper's little laugh, his giggles as he played with his to
Tessa The past week has been a blur. After everything that happened, life has felt like one long, surreal dream, a strange mixture of relief, reconciliation, and nervous anticipation. I still can't quite believe it's real.Jasmine had come to me almost the day after I reconnected with Carter. I hadn't been sure how I'd react, but the moment she started to apologize, I could feel my defenses starting to crack. She poured her heart out, tears in her eyes, confessing all the things I'd never known she felt. She admitted her insecurities, her jealousy, her regrets. And for the first time, I saw the human underneath all that bitterness. It was hard, but I forgave her. I didn't want to carry that anger anymore.Then there was my mom. She hadn't just given Carter her blessing, she insisted I finish my education, too. I'd always wondered if she'd think I was weak for leaving, for not holding myself together. But her love and support had been unwavering. She understood me in ways I didn't ev
CarterI glanced out the car window at the small, quiet town as we pulled in. It was the kind of place I'd never imagine myself setting foot in, a town so small it was almost hidden on the map, tucked away like an afterthought. But here I was, waiting for Mila, parked outside a diner that looked like it hadn't changed since the seventies. It didn't make any sense why we were here, and frankly, I was too tired to argue."You're still not going to tell me why we're here, are you?" I said as Mila climbed out of the driver's seat.She shot me a look over her shoulder, her lips pursed in disapproval. "You don't get to complain," she said bluntly. "Not after everything."I felt a pang of guilt, one I'd been feeling more often than I liked lately. I knew she was still angry with me, but I was trying to make up for my mistakes. "I'm sorry," I murmured, not for the first time. "I just... I thought maybe this was about Tessa. I thought you'd heard something."Her expression softened just a litt
TessaMy mum didn't waste a second. Her expression hardened, and before I could open my mouth, she stepped forward and, with a sharp crack, slapped me across the face. My cheek stung, but the shock was worse than the pain. I could barely comprehend what was happening before, in the next breath, her arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a fierce embrace. She held me so tightly, and it felt like she was holding onto all the lost years, all the words we'd never said.I felt the weight of it all pressing down on me, and I couldn't stop the tears that came. They poured down my face as I buried myself in her shoulder. Her breath hitched as she sobbed against me. It was strange, to feel her strength and her sorrow all at once. "I'm sorry," I managed to whisper, my voice barely audible. I didn't even know where to start. There was so much between us, so much hurt and misunderstanding.She pulled back just enough to look at me, her face streaked with tears. "Why didn't you come to me, Tes
TessaThe warm, familiar scent of coffee and freshly baked pastries filled the air as I poured a hot cup for the man at the counter, a regular who'd become a comforting presence in my little world. "Here you go, Mr. Davis. Extra sugar, just the way you like it.""Thank you, Tessa." He gave me a smile, his eyes crinkling in that friendly way that made me forget, if only for a moment, about the mountain of worries I kept carefully tucked behind my smile. "Can't find coffee like this anywhere else, you know."I chuckled softly, appreciating his words. "Glad to hear it. Keeps me in business, anyway."He laughed, but as he turned and left, the cheerful facade slipped just a bit. In the quiet that followed, I let out a sigh. Keeping this place running had been harder than I'd ever imagined.When I first arrived in this town, I was barely holding on. Lost, alone, and with no idea how I was going to make it on my own, I'd been saved by the kindness of a woman I'd met by chance. She'd offered
Carter POV It had been 3 years. An entire 3 years, and still, nothing.I set the phone down, and exhaled, forcing the frustration from my chest, but it was no use. It never seemed to leave me. Jasmine's concerned eyes met mine, asking me for answers I didn't have."Was that...?" she started, her voice quiet, uncertain. She didn't need to finish the question. I knew what she wanted to hear, even if I'd stopped letting myself hope for that answer."No," I replied, managing a small, empty smile. "Nothing yet. Still no word on Tessa. They're following up on the last few leads, but..." I trailed off, feeling the weight of the words I couldn't say.The police had already declared her a runaway. As if it were that simple as if it explained why she'd vanished without a trace. They had ruled it a voluntary disappearance, a choice she had every right to make as an adult. I'd used every bit of influence I had to keep it out of the press, to keep her name clean, to make sure her image remained
Carter The weight of what I'm seeing settles like lead in my chest. The grainy video plays on the screen in front of me, though every word feels like a scream. Tessa, slipping through my office door, alone. I look up at the board members. Their faces are impassive, judging, waiting for me to explain. But the truth is simple, and I refuse to give them the satisfaction of seeing me squirm."What you're implying," I say, my voice rougher than I intended, "is absurd. Nothing inappropriate happened between Tessa and me. She came to talk to me about her grades, and her future. I was offering her advice, mentorship."They exchange skeptical glances as if the word "mentorship" was just another excuse, another way to cover my tracks. The bitter reality of it sinks in, I've already been tried and convicted in their minds."Mr. Carter," the chairman finally says, voice laced with condescension, "regardless of your intentions, it's clear that certain boundaries were crossed. Even the appearanc
TessaThe sharp, sterile light stings my eyes as I blink myself awake. Everything feels hazy, muffled, as if my senses are wrapped in cotton. My head throbs, and when I try to sit up, a wave of dizziness forces me to sink back onto the stiff hospital bed."You're awake. Good." A voice cuts through the haze, gentle but firm.I turn my head to find a nurse standing at my bedside, clipboard in hand and an expression that's equal parts concern and disapproval. I try to speak, but my throat is so dry that only a croak comes out. She hands me a cup of water, and I sip it gratefully, letting the cool liquid soothe my throat."Where...?" I manage to mumble, but she's already anticipating the question."You're in the hospital," she says, matter-of-factly. "Some good Samaritans brought you in. You were unconscious on the sidewalk."The memory floods back, a blur of exhaustion, of pushing myself until I couldn't anymore, the ache in my chest from everything that's happened recently, everything t
Carter I've barely had a moment to breathe since Tessa laid everything out for me, I think of everything I might have done for her but was unable to lay hands on a particular reason. It all felt like a nightmare. I walk through the corridor leading to my office my mind raising with the thought of Tessa, what I can do to change her perspective? No matter how hard I tried to reason it nothing seemed to come up, if only I knew what I did in offending her maybe I would apologize but nothing, the last I remember, we were on good terms and everything was going perfectly well. I raised my head only to find that the Students were smirking as I passed them, something that usually wouldn't bother me, but today it feels different. Something's off. A couple of the professors cast me looks that are anything but neutral. Disapproval, disdain. I don't know what they are looking at that made them press their gaze on me but I know it's nothing worthy of my time. I brushed them off thinking I had