All Chapters of One Hundred Days with My Step-Father.: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Rosette's POV "I can't say it" I whined, spreading my legs, giving Damon more access. "You can't?" Damon repeated, while nodding his head. "Yesss..." I drawled out. "And why can't you?" Damon asked, brushing my clit with his thumb. A very light brush I must say. "Argh... because, just forget about it" "Okay." And he was gone. Damon stood up from the bed, grabbing his trousers from the floor. "Don't tell me you took that seriously now?" I asked. "What do you think?" He threw back at me, as he buttoned his shirt while backing me. I couldn't see his face and panic was starting to set in. We were having a good moment and I had to go and ruin it. I wrapped the blankets around my body while trying to stand up from the bed, "Damon please.." "Give me a minute Rose" he replied calmly and I froze on the bed. Waiting for the minute, I suppose. "I..." "Listen, I'm not angry, I just need your true honesty and transparency" Damon started as he turned to face me. "Bu

Damon's POV."Rose is so difficult to handle, and you know what? It gets harder with every passing day!" Susan stated while drying the plates.We were done with breakfast and now cleaning up the entire space while Susan laments about Rose.But my mind wasn't paying any attention to the things she was saying, all I could think of at this moment was Rose and Caleb of course.I thought his feelings for her were going to slow down or probably disappear, Since Rose has given him so much distance. But here he was, declaring his intent once again and unfortunately Susan was buying it."Damon!" Susan called out loudly, pulling me out of my thoughts."Yes?""What are you thinking about? Don't tell me I have been talking to myself all along?" She threw it at me."It's nothing of that sort Susan, I'm here with you," I replied."So why aren't you saying anything? You think I'm a mean mom don't you?""What are you saying now Susan? Of course I don't think you are a mean mom" I countered running my

Rosette's POVFear.Dread.Tension.Lastly, Anticipation.All these emotions swirled inside of me as Damon led me to his work bench.It was such a short distance and yet it felt like the longest walk of my entire life."Turn around and bend for me" Damon ordered, pushing me slightly towards the workbench - not so hard.Once I was in the position he wanted, my legs spread on their own accord."Such a whorish act" Damon stated with a cold tone.But I could sense the hint of jealousy in his tone and a small smile crept its way to my face."I can't help it, you make me this way," I added, brushing his ego."Hmmm" Damon said, running his hand down my spine, slowly. It felt like pure torture and all I wanted was for him to actually touch me."You like being called naughty right?" Damon asked as his finger lightly brushed my clit, over my panties and I screamed.In that same second, his touch was gone."You won't make a sound Rose, if you do, I'm going to stop touching you, do you understand

Rosette's POV"It's just a number Rose!" Kara defended."No, it's not just a number, it's you still going on with my Step Father after everything, Kara are you for real?" I threw back at her.A frown crept its way to her face as she stared at me, "You have never judged me before Rose, why are you doing that now?" She asked calmly."I'm not judging you Kara, I'm just angry that you aren't even trying to respect your friendship, you make me so uncomfortable whenever you sexualize Damon in front of me, don't you get it?" I explained to her, hoping she could get my point as my conscience pricked me."Okay Rose, I admit you are right, I'm sorry I will listen to you from now on" Kara agreed so easily."I don't believe a word you say Kara, it's very hard to believe you""I'm giving you my word, I promise, I will stay away from your Step Father, I don't want our friendship to be ruined just because of all this, it's twisted Rose" she added again, sounding even more convincing.A sense of reli

Rosette's POV"You are mad at me right?" My mother started, setting the bags on the counter.My eyes watched her movements as she started bringing out the items from the bag.Apparently, she and Damon went grocery shopping."Yes, does that change a thing?" I replied, pulling my eyes away from the bag, it felt like the bag was mocking me instead."Yes, lately all we have been doing is fighting amongst ourselves and it's not healthy" she added again."And whose fault is that?" I shot her, just trying to ruffle her feathers."Do you know what the problem is?""I'm sure you can't wait to tell me what it is, so go ahead" I answered, grabbing a bowl of ice-cream to keep myself busy during the whole conversation."A proper communication happens between two people when one talks and the other listens, but in our case, we never listen to each other." My mother stated, taking me by complete surprise."I'm sorry, did you just say We?" I asked."Rose, be serious, I'm making an effort here, you sh