Olivia
I still remembered everything. Although I was on high, I remembered.
I remembered the sensation. I remembered how his finger masterfully touching me and how his mouth worshipped my pussy.
I never thought that was on Blake’s mind when he wanted to help me. No wondered he begged for my forgiveness before he did that.
This was almost the same as my dream before. The kind version of Blake kissing me and almost fucking me at the end of my dream.
“Your face is burning,” he commented. What did he expect? Was he expecting that I would go easy on him after what he did? After what I found out about his dark secret? “I guess that was too much for a kid like you.”
I didn’t want to face him right now. I had to clear my head so I turned away from him. Heading to my room.
“Don’t walk away from me, Olivia!”
I didn’t stop walking away. “No, Blake. I have to.”
“You promised you will forgive me.” Oh, give me a break!
“I never thought you would do that!”
“I did what I needed to do, Olivia. That was the only way. As far as I remembered, it was you who needed my help because you couldn’t endure the burning.” He was right though. “If you could wait another ten minutes, I will get you here safely and have some liquids entered your body and being treated normally.”
Blake was right. He was fucking right. I regretted that but it was too late now.
The fact that Blake had touched me would not change.
I headed to my room with Blake following me. “Olivia!” When I just walked inside the room, I was about to close the door but he held it with his shoes.
“Please, go away, Blake.”
“No. I will not leave this time unlike before.”
“Blake, please.”
“No!”
I was losing strength and I lost. Blake pushed the door and walked in. “Why you have to be bothered with that? There was no meaning for me to be doing that to you. I was just helping you.”
I didn’t know why but I was rather hurt by his words. I hated myself for feeling this way.
“I understand you wanted to be touched by the man you wanted the most if you have one. But that was the only way. I need you to understand that. If you were not in that situation, I will never touch you.” Again, the pain. His words hurt me. What the hell is happening to me?
I needed him out of space. Now. “I understand.”
Blake shook his head. “You’re not.”
“Yes, I am.”
“No, you’re fucking not! I won’t leave this room until you fully understand my intention. Both how I hurt those children and how I touched you!”
“You can’t keep a secret for a long time, Blake.”
“I know. And that’s why I’m telling you now.”
“Why you never told me before?”
He scoffed. “Come on, Olivia. You can’t be that stupid. I couldn’t exactly immediately tell you that I was involved with the kidnapping of those boys and girls and torturing them. I wasn’t exactly torturing them; I asked for help through somebody else.”
With it, I remembered Stewart’s words. He told me Blake couldn’t dirty his own hands. He hired somebody else to do it. If he thought that would make me feel better; it did not.
I looked into his eyes. “You are a loser for unable to dirty your own hands,” I coldly said. The exact same thing that I said to Stewart. The difference was…I felt guiltier because I was the cause of Blake’s sanity. Maybe I should just begone from his life so he won’t do something stupid like that anymore.
“It won’t change anything.”
“You’re right. It won’t. And I don’t want any more victims in the future. Perhaps it’s best if I leave.”
“What? You’re not going anywhere.”
“Try me, Blake,” I challenged. I didn’t realize that I just pushed his trigger rather further. I wanted to walk past him but Blake blocked the path with his bigger body. “Move away, Blake.”
“What are you going to do, Olivia? If you fond of playing cat and mouse, you’re not doing any good job in it. You will be caught in the end,” he proudly said. He couldn’t have me anytime he wanted.
I tried again but with his larger body than mine, I couldn’t escape. I did not want to do this but I had to. It was extreme, but I pushed him and it was a bad decision.
He picked me up and threw me to the bed like I was sacks of rice. Instantly pinning both of my hands on each side of my face with he was on top of me. “You’re so stubborn like your mother.”
“I am not my mother,” I spitted.
“You’re right. At least your mother could let out her courage to say anything that she wanted. Unlike you who are so afraid to tell me anything and only running away.” That was a big blow to me. It was painful to hear him comparing me with my mother. And…anger.
How could I be jealous of my mother?
And why I wanted to cry so badly?
“Is that your real reason adopting me? Because you say my mother’s shadow within me? You loved her, didn’t you? That’s why you have to have me as your daughter.” What was wrong with me? Why I was telling him that?
“For Christ’s sake! The ecstasy from that bastard had downgraded your brain,” he rudely said. Okay, that was it!
I struggled again. “Let me go!”
“Calm down! God, I like you better when you were under my mercy!”
“What does that supposed to mean?”
“I could control you better.”
“Control me? I’m your daughter, Blake. You can’t do anything to me.”
“Actually, I can. You’re only my stepdaughter, Olivia. And I…can do anything to you. Including having sex with you. Don’t use that ultimate weapon on me because it wouldn’t work.” This would be the first time that I felt disgusted with him, with my father.
I struggled again, hoping this time he would just give up and let me go. “Stop fucking struggling! You want me to repeat what I did before?” I stopped. I looked up at him. His eyes were serious. His tone was deadly serious. No, he would not. “I’m warning you, little girl. Don’t provoke me or you will regret it.”
My mind instantly went to our first fight. On how he brutally almost torn my bedroom door. “Is this what you wanted to do with me at our first fight? Is this how you wanted to punish me?”
Blake lowered his head down. So close as I could feel his warm breath. “If that was my intention, what were you going to do with it?”
“Is this how you controlled people? By fucking them?”
“Watch your mouth, girl.”
“I can use my fucking mouth as I like! I don’t fucking need you to—”And he silenced me with his kiss. I stopped dead. Trying to adjust to the situation. My mind was full of a lot of question marks. Mostly, why Blake was kissing me?
He pushed his tongue in and exploring my inside. I moaned in response as he was sucking my tongue. Practically enjoying the taste inside my mouth.
Blake slowly pulled himself and he smirked. “I guess that’s the most effective way of silencing you.”
That was the third time he kissed me. Did it have any meaning to him? Or he was just kissing me on purpose? Like he said, just to shut my mouth?
I couldn’t hold it back anymore as my tears poured out from my eyes.
His eyes widened a bit and sighed. “I should leave you alone.” He let me go and walked down the bed. “I have to go out now but please, Olivia. Don’t go. I’ll order the room service to bring dinner. You haven’t eaten anything for twenty-four hours and I’m sure you’re hungry.”
“Where are you going?” I sat on the mattress.
“There’s an unfinished business I have to take care of,” he replied.
“Is it about Stewart?” He didn’t respond and walked out of the room. I chased him out. “Blake!” He stopped his steps but he still had his back on me.
“I promise I won’t kill that boy. I just want to have a word or two with him. Besides, he was the mess that I need to take care of, and this time,” he paused and turned to me. “I will do it with my own hands.” His lips formed a smile. A bit.
“I’ll be fine but I need you to be here when I get back. Please, stay, Olivia. Calm yourself first while I’m gone.” With it, he walked away from eventually went out of the room. Leaving me confused with everything that happened.
Everything was clear now. Blake was the culprit and I was the trigger.
It got me thinking. If something bad happened to me, Blake would do the same thing again. Just like what he did to Stewart. I questioned his ways of dealing with things, especially regarding me. I began to suspect if it was really saved for me to stay with him.
Blake was a mad man. Was that the result of mafia blood in his body? No, that would be impossible. It didn’t matter. Blake never lived with his own family and only with the Morgans.
And how he kissed me.
I touched my lips where I still could feel the remaining touches on it. His warm lips. His hot tongue inside my mouth.
I felt weird. The muscles around my lower abdomen tightened. I wondered what happened. I swallowed hard as I slowly lower my hand down under my shirt. I just realized that I was currently wearing Blake’s shirt and I was positive it was Blake who changed my clothes.
He had seen my body but that was nothing comparing having his mouth on my pussy and I was about to check it.
I pushed my hand inside my panties as I gasped in horror when I could feel the wetness under there.
My mind immediately went back to how Blake touched me. I sat on the sofa as my amateur finger was on my clit. “Hm…” I moaned slowly. My mind was full of how Blake touched me. Trying to remember the sensation and how he did it.
I circled the clit slowly. Although Blake was not here now, I felt warm on my neck. That time, he was kissing my neck and slightly licking the skin. I felt tickle and began to move the finger rather fast.
I became even wetter in an instant. Sometimes moaning as I bit my bottom lips to surpassed it. I couldn’t believe I was doing this just because Blake kissed me recently.
I moved my finger lower to my entrance. I touched around it but I couldn’t find the courage to push my finger inside. It was going to be hurt. With two fingers of mine sliding up and down my wet core, I could feel the muscle tightened again.
I was close and I increased the rhythm again. My body jerked and about to come. “Blake!” I screamed his name as I came hard.
I opened my eyes and pulled up my fingers. Shocked when I saw how wet and sticky they were.
Panic instantly kicking in.
I went to the bathroom and cleaned my fingers. Also, the wetness between my legs. Once I was done, I looked at the mirror. Facing my reflection.
“Why did you do that?” I asked. “It’s your fault, Blake. It’s your fault for making me like this.”
I just did masturbation for the first time and reached the climax by moaning my father’s name.
I was in a complete mess.