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He fucked me hard and so thoroughly my thighs still ache. He made me promise to wear something skimpier than what I wore to
his office tonight because he’s going to fuck me good and hard in his car so that his seed drips down my thighs all night long.
I shiver every time I think about his filthy words and the effect, they had on me.
Never in a million years would I have thought of myself as someone who enjoys rough sex, but when he slammed into my body, made pain vibrate through every fiber of my being, it only hurt for a quick second. Pleasure rolled through me after. I nearly came apart from the pain of his grip in my hair. I felt a few strands rip out and I’ve never been more turned on in my life.
Standing in the middle of my room in nothing but a towel after my hot shower, I stare at my closet. Wondering just what Jack would like to see me in most. My hair is already dry, and my makeup done, I just need the damn clothes. Normally I’d only throw on a pair of sweats and a sweater, but not tonight.
Tonight is all about Mr. Daily.
My high school principal.
I still can’t believe I’m not dreaming. I’ve been in love with him for so long that it’s all so surreal.
I don’t get much more time to dwell on what’s happening or what to wear because I hear the doorbell ring and Oli yell, “I got it!”
“Oh shit.”
Grabbing my Halloween costume from last year, a plaid skirt and crop top, I throw them on. Not at all missing the irony of the outfit. Gripping my sexy black Kate Spade stiletto’s, I pray neither of them are arguing.
Oli got off lucky in his punishment for his actions. He only has to clean up the mess and any graffiti around the school. He was relieved when I told him that after school.
“So this is why the easy punishment, huh?” I hear my brother’s voice as I make my way downstairs.
“Not really.” Jack says and I can picture his relaxed frame on the sofa in my mind. “Those punk ass shits needed a lesson in manners.” He laughs.
“What’s the deal with Eady then?” Oli asks in his best protective brother tone. Carson always told him when I started bringing boys around it’d be up to him to make sure they were good enough for me. I bet neither figured the man I finally brought home would be twenty years my senior.
Holy shit. I hadn’t thought about that before. What if I’m some sort of mid-life crisis for him? I don’t know if I could handle that.
“She’s mine.” I can hear the shrug in his tone but also the possessive note.
“Yours?” Oli speculates as I listen from behind the wall.
“That’s what I said. Mine.” I want to sigh at his words, but I bite my tongue to stay quiet, interested in this odd conversation.
“She’s flighty you know.”
Flighty? I’m not flighty. My head is firmly on my shoulders.
“How do you figure?” Jack asks, curiosity in his tone now.
It takes a second for my jerk brother to answer. “She has big dreams.”
“Nothing wrong with that.”
“She enjoys dancing at the club. It keeps her grounded.”
It does?
“Where are you getting all this insight kid?” Lord I love his deep voice.
“My parents. They said Eady is just like them. That they wouldn’t be surprised if she wound up travelling the world one day.” When did they say this? And what the heck gave them that impression?
“Oh yeah. Means we’ll be having a lot of around the world—”
“Dude! No. Gross. I don’t want to hear that. Just don’t break her heart. Eady is the best person I know.”
