Chapter 130 Sour
"That man is your Dad?" Rex asks, equally looking shocked like I am.
"We are busted."
"Maybe not." He was out talking to Dad before I know it. I get down also.
"So you’re the guy my daughter is dating? We finally meet at last. Why didn’t you come pick her from the house instead of hiding here?"
"N--Nothing. It was her idea—"
"Why did you follow me?" I ask, feeling a little angry. "You had that subtle blushing look on your face when you said your friends were coming to pick you up. I suspected that it was him right away."
"But you should not have followed me or shown yourself." I am so embarrassed and wishing to be swallowed by the earth. I never planned for them to meet at all let alone meet like this.
Why does nothing ever goes the way I plan?
He totally ignores me and asks Rex, "Your name is Rex right?"
Rex seems nervous as he replies "Yes." Dad eyes him from head to toe, nodding in what I am hopefully guessing to be satisfaction.
"Well, Rex. I have got a few rules and orders for you. Get her home in three hours—no! Two hours and fifty minutes. Don’t get her drunk and do not try anything funny and sneaky with her. Those are the rules for tonight. As for the orders. . ."
He holds up his fingers to count. "One; don’t even think about hitting her. Two; don’t make her cry. And Three; Do not insult and humiliate her in anyway.
If you break any of these orders, I would not mind being a lawbreaker. Am I understood?"
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"I am so sorry about that. I could not tell him when he found out that it was we were fake dating." I apologize to Rex once we were in the car and he starts driving. I still feel deeply embarrassed even after Dad had let us leave.
"Thank goodness you didn’t. I might have been fish food.
And there is no need for an apology. I completely get it. My Dad is worse with my sisters. Territorial.
What were the things your Dad said again?"
"Why are you asking?"
"I remember the rules for tonight. What were the others aside from him telling me not to hit you? I want to memorize it and say the same thing to my daughter’s boyfriend in the future."
I laugh out loud. "Seriously?"
"Yes. I think it is cool. I am planning to be even more scarier than that. I will be like; If you as much as flick my daughter on the forehead, trust me, you are not going to aware of how you died young man. How is that?
Chilling and scary right? Enough to incite fear and goosebumps?" I laugh uncontrollably because of the deeper voice and the way he had tried his best to look scary when he said that. It is so damn hilarious! "Come on, stop laughing. I am being serious here."
CALIX
"You know, it doesn’t have to be make believe. We can make it real between us." Courtney says from behind me.
I put on a suit jacket, fixing the cufflinks. "Your deal is only enough for me to stand you. Not to be fuck-close." I say to her while looking at my reflection in the mirror. She comes to stand in front of me. "But I have always liked you.
Because of that I am letting myself being banged by your friends left and right all because of a chance with you."
"Do not make it sound like my fault. You made yourself cheaply available to be used. How could they pass up?" A hurtful look appears in her eyes, her hands clenching by her side. "You didn’t treat Brooke or any of the other sluts you used to fuck around with like this! But why me?
Do you see me as inferior to them? Just let me show you how good I can be. I’m way better than them. I can be anything you want."
I sigh, looking down at her. "What exactly do you want from me? Love? Commitment? Give up because I am incapable of those."
That is the same thing I told the ones before her. My heart is black. So consumed by darkness that not even the strongest light can penetrate. It has been that way for as long as I can remember. The only feeling that can be drawn out of me is desire. And I don’t feel that towards her at all. It just doesn’t come out to the point where I can’t bring myself to fuck her because that feeling is currently directed at someone else. I did not feel a thing not even when I saw her ass and pussy bare and hung in the air as she sucked off Lucas last night.
It had been an invitation. I would have taken her up on it and rammed my cock into her pussy right then if I had felt even the slightest pull of desire towards her. But I don’t.
It is a little strange. I don’t usually pass up on willing sluts. I have never been so hung up on anyone before to not care about others.
To want to corrupt and do bad things with someone who would most likely be unwilling. I want an answer for this feeling.
But I don’t know where to get it from. I am guessing it would go away once I have had her in the ways I want.
"What if I can make you capable of those feelings?" I tilt my head, amused as I observe her. Here is another overconfident slut who thinks she can make me tolerate the words "Love and commitment" She drops to her knees. Her face in front of my crotch. "Can I?" She asks, eyes glinting in ways that I might have found seductive.
I hold her hair and pull her head backwards. She winces, staring straight up at me. There is so much desperation in her eyes right now. I smile down at her. "Sure you can handle it?"
". . .Ahh! Please stop!. . .Ahh!"
"What? Begging so soon? I thought you said you could handle it?" I slam into her a few more times before I pull out of her cunt and make her suck me off with the condom. The pleasure doubles when I imagine her as the person I so badly want to see on her knees like this in front of me.
I come with a low huff, blowing my load into the condom. She bumps her head against the hard table surface as she falls limply on the table. I dispose off the condom in my bathroom, grabbed my car keys and went on my way to the Charity Gala happening at school right now. Courtney would have to bring herself there on her own if she wants to come.
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My eyes automatically starts scanning faces as I enter into the huge hall similar to a ballroom that is used for indoor school ceremonies. It takes a little while before I finally spot her and him close to the champagne flutes tower. Talking and laughing together. My mood instantly turns sour.
Why are they always together?
