ViaI can feel my pussy throbbing just thinking about how many times Alexander has edged me. His eyes are filled with mischief and twisted satisfaction every time he does it.Nathaniel/Mr Everhart: "If edging doesn't work, we'll overstimulate her."Nathaniel/Mr Everhart: "Let her cum on our fingers until she begs us to stop."Lord Jesus, what happened to the word slow? These men are going to kill me. How am I supposed to-- Lord.Maximilian/Mr Thorne: "Do you want that, Rosie? Do you want each of us to let you cum on our fingertips?"Maximilian/Mr Thorne: "I bet you would like that."I felt hot, and my panties were probably wet by this point. The impact they have on me without even touching me is incredible.Sebastian/Mr. Beaumont: "Imagine how lovely my little diamond will be after four or more cums. She had beautiful tears running down her face."Alexander/Mr Montgomery: "I hope you're having a good time with Kol now that lunch has ended. Bye, little one."Nathaniel/Mr Everhart: "Hav
Via"A surprise this sure is," I grit my teeth and laugh."It's almost noon at this point. You should be at school, right?" As I turn to look at Kol, he is staring at the phone in the other direction.I give Scarlet another look and shake my head. "No, I was feeling stressed and needed a break." Gazing at the scooper she is holding, I add."Is it not possible for her to simply empty her bowl of dip n' dots and leave me alone? I wanted Kol and I to have a stress-free day. Instead, there have been two unwelcome events.""That's untrue."She scoops out two servings of the dippin' dots strawberry cheesecake. "Okay well, I have to get back to my fiancé, catch you l-." I interrupted her."Fiancé?" I ask, a little surprised."Yup, happily getting married in a few months." She flashes her hefty engagement ring at me.Jesus, the ring probably has the power to blind someone."Oh, I'm so happy for you!" I grin broadly.It's more like, I'm glad she's going to leave Maximilian alone at last."Awe,
ViaTo get to the front door of my father's house, Kol simply ignores Justin without even looking at him. He then makes his way to the entrance."Justin, what the hell is wrong with you?" Although I make numerous attempts to attract his attention, he does not move or even look at me."Kol, answer me." Kol does not pay attention to Justin's yells of exasperation."Justin, what the fuck is wrong with you to begin with? Why is it that I am always with Kol, and why is this now a problem? After what seems like an eternity, Justin finally gives me his undivided attention and laughs like a child."Have you been cheating on me with him this entire time?" The sound of his voice is icy, and waves of nausea are churning through my stomach.The idea that I was having an affair with Kol is incomprehensible at this point. Since a very long time ago, he has been my most trusted friend."I snapped, "Kol is gay," I said. It seems that Justin is unfazed, so I will proceed. For crying out loud, he is in
ViaKol glances at me, perplexed, and suddenly realizes something about Christian. "Chris, can you give us a moment? This is a private matter," he says.Christian gives a headshake. "No." With a stern voice, he puts down the drink he was holding. "The both of you have got to stop leaving me out of everything.""We don't-" I try to speak, but my words get stuck in my throat.He's accurate. Since August, I have not seen him in person. The first reason was that he and Kol had broken up. Right now? I was still cutting him out of my life even though I had no cause to."All right, I'd like to let Dad know that you skipped school today. He will be overjoyed to hear that, I'm sure," I say, tensing up in place."Chris, don't be a fucking ass," Kol lashes out at Christian, shaking his head."Christian is correct; there are far too many unspoken obstacles separating us. It's time to be honest with him. Tell him everything," I say. When I mention that, Kol looks surprised."Even about the four mu
Via"Via?" Perplexed, he asks me why I was standing on his porch. "Why are you in this place? I assumed everything was alright and that you would prefer that I not visit." He allows me in, and I shake my head."I thought it would be better if I came to you," I explained. He gives me a perplexed expression. "My brother and Kol are having fun right now over there." My face starts to flush, and Alexander keeps giving me a questioning stare.I enter the kitchen and take a seat around his kitchen island on a stool. A little later, Mr. Montgomery enters the kitchen. "What were you doing before I got here?" His expression becomes even more curious as I glance at him.Has anyone ever followed up with him? That was the only thing this straightforward inquiry was giving me any indications about, for sure."Watching a basketball game," he says as he opens his refrigerator. Gradually, I hear a basketball game in the living room from a distance. "Do you like Red Velvet or Carrot Cake?""Red Velvet
AlexanderMy brother never left my side when I returned. Elliott was unusually kind to me, and he hid whenever Prescott was around.When I could take no more, I made Wyatt tell me what had happened. When he did, at last, I broke down. I saw to it that Prescott got what he deserved.Over time, this family dispute gradually got worse and worse.Years later, we are no longer children who retaliate against one another by smashing toys in elementary school, picking fights in middle school, or engaging in the pointless high school game of "I can get more girls." We now vent our anger at one another by trying to increase our respective stakes in the family business.Not actually me, though. After learning of what transpired between Amanda and myself, my father seized all of my shares. I've been limited to helping Wyatt as of late.An envelope with chores to complete either before or after our father decides to stand down was delivered to each of us. My father never gave me mine, but my broth
AlexanderWe stroll silently until we arrive at the main door. She opens it, then stops me just as I'm ready to go out the door."Ummmm, I know it's not my place to say anything, but..." Biting her lower lip, she glances down and then back at me. "You're doing good as a stepdad, even though Justin doesn't seem to give you the benefit of the doubt," says Via in a soothing, kind voice."You really don't need to—" She cuts me off."I simply believed that you required some inspiration, sir. I just figured that might help since you seemed stressed when you first walked in." She becomes reticent.Without even trying, this girl is a sweetheart. It comforts me in some way for unknown reasons. Her cheerful demeanor makes her really addictive to be around.Her ability to transform any uncomfortable, strange, or depressing state into a joyful one is consoling. She is aware of when and what to say.On the other hand, she addressed me as "sir" once more, even after I've admitted to her that I feel
AlexanderDaughter of Andres Hawthorne, via Rosalind Hawthorne. The girl who can effortlessly change the hue of any space. The girl who gave me comfort this morning without me having to ask. The girl who always gives me comfort without expecting anything in return or requesting any personal information about myself.Although I wouldn't describe her as a distraction, I did look forward to seeing her every day. It may be something as simple as her opening her French doors in the morning or me going over to visit Andres.But I had to confess, Andres wasn't all that funny. I had to keep reminding myself that his daughter was, in fact, seventeen years old."Somewhat- I found something that could potentially be a distraction." I acknowledge, drumming my fingers on the table."Someone or some-thing," There's a noticeable pause in between the words."Someone- a girl," I responded cautiously, adjusting my posture.He gives a nod. "A convenient fuck then?" I become tense at his inquiry, trying