Olivia
Right after I woke up, I went to shower. Actually, I didn’t want to because it would mean that I was erasing Blake’s presence all over me.
I didn’t want that. I wanted all his presence engraved in my body.
I smiled as I couldn’t help to feel so much happiness. Although we had not crossed the line yet I was happy. I felt like I was being marked by Blake, by my step-father.
There was no turning back anymore. I could tell Blake felt something to me, maybe love. It was going to be risky, but I was willing to sacrifice everything so I could be together with him. I was not going to let him sinned alone. I would be there with him.
“Why are you showering alone?” His voice broke my thought as I turned over and saw Blake standing at the door, practically naked. I immediately turned back with my back facing him. “Why are you acting so shy now? I have seen you and you have seen mine as well.” I didn’t respond. The situation was different than last night. It was dark but now he could see everything, clearly.
I could hear his footsteps moving towards me and instantly…there was no escape for me.
He joined me in the cubicle as he rubbed my neck. I instantly leaning on him so he would get access to my neck. He gently kissed it. “Why you didn’t wait for me?”
“You look so peaceful and I couldn’t bring myself to wake you up.”
“I want to shower together with you.”
“Well, we’re doing it now, aren’t we?” He only smirked and turned me over so I would face him. He placed a kiss on my lips. Instantly demanding access and he pushed his tongue inside. Our tongues were dancing, fighting for dominance. There was no way I would win since Blake would come out as the winner as always. I let him and he pushed me to the wall. Cupping my breasts without breaking the kiss.
One of his hands moved down and cupped my womanhood. Gently rubbing the clit. “Is your pussy okay now?”
“Yes. It’s not hurt at all and I’m ready if you want me.”
He chuckled softly. “Don’t provoke me, little girl.”
“I am provoking you, daddy,” I challenged him.
“Not in the morning. Although sex in the morning can be good, I’m not going to take your first-time first thing in the morning. You are still underage, Olivia. I might be an old-fashioned man but I want everything to be safe.”
That was rather a big blow to me. I was disappointed. Eighteen felt too long for me.
Blake then poked my nose. “Just wait for me and remember? I will never let any man touching you.” Oh?
“And what are you going to do if you found out that I was with another guy, for example…Josh?”
Blake’s eyes suddenly turned dark and without warning, he turned me over and pushed me back to the wall. My nipples hit the wet wall and I could feel his raging cock on my hips. “I will beat the shit out of him and punish you for poking the beast.” And his cock was right on my butt hole. “This is what I will be doing. I’m going to push my cock to her tight little hole and fucked you until your scream. Begging me to stop. I’m telling you, Olivia. Doing in the ass will a lot painful rather than your pussy. This will a whole new level to you but I know…you will enjoy it even when you are being punished.” And he kissed my neck again.
“Take my ass then.” He chuckled darkly. As he said, I was poking the beast.
“You’re really good at seducing me. Are you that hungry? Hungry for your daddy’s cock?”
“Yes,” I replied, practically moaning.
“You are such a bad girl. A bad girl for her daddy.” Once he said that he pushed his two fingers inside my mouth. I sucked and licked without his order. My body knew what it wanted. My mind had taken control of me. “I want you so fucking much, Olivia. And when the time comes, you will be mine no matter what because I have trapped all of you with me.” Before I could say or even think, he lowered himself. Positioning himself right in front of my butt and licked the hole.
I let out a moan in an instant with his finger immediately set on my wet clit. “It’s good that you’re in the shower so you can clean up right away.” I giggled and moaned again when his tongue back inside the hole. Only one thing that hit my mind.
My daddy adored my butt.
***
“I’ll be waiting for you outside,” he said after he wore his Ralph Lauren shirt. I was still trying to figure out what I should be wearing.
“Are we going to go out today?” I asked before he stepped out.
“No. I want to spend the rest of my day with you today,” he stated which made me smile and he walked out. His words had made my day and I couldn’t wait to spend the rest of the day with him.
I decided to wear a tank top with spaghetti straps and very short black hot pants. He considered me a bad girl. Well, let’s tease him a bit. Maybe with this attire, Blake would let his guard down. I wanted to see if he would drop his nice-guy façade and take me.
Once I was ready, I walked out and found him on his phone while sitting on the couch. His eyes instantly meeting mine but I walked casually to the dining room. I felt his eyes fixed on me. He probably knew what I was plotting on but I ignored it. I saw there was an Omelete with plain milk for me. I sat and began eating my breakfast.
I heard him finished his calling and he walked to me but he stopped at the back of the chair. When my eyes glanced up, he was staring at me. “Why are you looking at me?”
He smirked. Jeez, that sexy smirk. “Don’t mess around with me, little girl. I know what you wanted to do but I will not do it.”
“I wasn’t expecting anything.” He only scoffed and sat down. He started to eat his English Breakfast but our eyes never part ways from each other. Like they were glued. None of us wanted to break apart. I thought I wanted to stay like this forever, with Blake. I would follow him wherever he goes.
“Olivia,” he called where my eyes instantly directed to him. He didn’t speak immediately; he was merely staring. There was no lust anymore in there, only…sadness? What’s wrong with him?
“Blake, what’s—”I was not managed to ask him when I heard someone pressing the bell of our room. Blake didn’t seem to want to stand up so I stood up instead and went to the door. Thinking of what was going on to him so suddenly.
I headed to the door and opened it. I thought my heart stopped for a second when I saw Cindy and my father standing outside. “Good morning, Olivia,” Cindy greeted.
“Um, good morning. Please, come in,” I allowed them as Cindy walked in first. My eyes went to my father and he only smiled. This reminded me of his request to move in with him. He said not to hurry but maybe I could give him the answer now.
I wished to stay with Blake forever. I didn’t want to go anywhere.
“Where’s Blake?” Cindy asked.
“He’s in the dining room having breakfast,” I replied. “Um, why are you two here?” I asked as both the adults were looking at each other until their eyes were back to me.
“Blake didn’t tell you?” Cindy asked, trying to make sure. I instantly had a bad feeling about this.
“Tell me what?” I asked confusingly as Cindy immediately stormed in. Shouting Blake’s name. I looked back at my father and we both followed her.
“Blake, what the hell?! Why you haven’t told her?” Cindy asked and when I arrived in the dining room, Blake was still sitting in the chair. “You said you have told her and that’s why we’re here.” Blake didn’t respond at all. What’s going on?
“Um, what’s happening?” I asked and my eyes set to Cindy’s white tote bag. There were some papers on it. “Cindy?” She turned to me, looking worried. I felt someone touched my shoulder and it was my father. He turned me slowly so I would be facing him.
He lowered his tall body so he would level me. “Olivia, you need to listen to me very carefully because maybe Blake hasn’t told you yet.” My heart was pounding, not because of the excitement but I was scared. Scared of the inevitable that I wished never happened.
“Blake had filed up for reverse adoption.” His statement stunned me in place. “He agreed to give you back to your rightful family, which is me. And Blake called telling us that you are ready and that’s why we came but apparently,” he paused and looked at where Blake was. “He hasn’t told you. You will be living with me and Cindy, your future step-mother.”
I couldn’t think, like at all. When the hell Blake did that? And why? I thought we had just begun everything and what happened about us last night? Did that mean nothing to him? Was it because we were going to be separated and the last thing he could before he let me go…was by touching me?
I felt sick.
I was sad.
I was torn apart and I looked at Blake who was still sitting comfortably in the damn chair. I slowly walked to him and stopped right behind. “Why, Blake?” No response. “Did I do something?” No response again. I couldn’t bring the last night’s event or what happened between us for a couple of days. “Blake, please. Tell me. What did I do?” I was on the urge to cry until he slowly turned himself to me.
What I saw shocked me. There was no more love or adoration from his cold blue eyes. There was nothing there, emotionless. But what he said next, broke my heart. “I don’t need you anymore. I already got what I wanted. You got what you wanted. It’s over.”
I couldn’t breathe. Blake just said to my face that he did not need me. Was that his reason for keeping a close eye on me? Just to touched me? But when I remembered last night, he was so gentle, even this morning.
“You’re lying. You’re running away because you’re scared to get hurt like what happened to your parents.”
“My parents had fucking nothing to do with this! I don’t need you anymore and I want you out of my sight!” That was the moment where my heart was broken into a million pieces.
“So, it’s true?” a foreign voice appeared and when I turned back, I saw an old man, probably around his fifties. “Now I’ve witnessed it. It’s such a shame that her adoptive father couldn’t bother to lower his voice or even telling her nicely.”
“Who the fuck are you?” Blake rudely asked.
“I’m the lawyer of Mr. Graham and Miss Morgan, Mr. Morgan.”
“Oh, it’s good having you here. Can you finished everything quickly so I could get back to my normal life?” Again, my heart was torn. I couldn’t take it anymore and I ran to my bedroom. Falling myself to the bed as I cried in agony.
“Why, Blake? Why? Why? Why?” I asked to…nobody. I couldn’t believe he just did that. He lied to me the whole time.
While I was crying, someone knocked on the door but I didn’t want to answer. “Olivia, can I come in?” my father asked but I did not respond. He entered eventually. I heard his footsteps and the bed shifted; he was probably sitting now. “You must be shocked. I can’t blame you.” Not shocked anymore. I was more like being electrocuted in the highest voltage.
“I don’t understand Blake.” That was all I could say.
“Well, he’s always so difficult to understand.”
“This time it’s different. He told me he would do anything to ensure my safety and now this? Does he hold everything until you showed up and finally begging for forgiveness from him?”
“Ouch, that’s hurt,” he joked and then he touched my shoulder, slowly turning me over so I would face him. I looked up to him, meeting the same brown eyes as mine. “But I will make you happy, Olivia. Maybe it sounds weird coming from me remembering my record to you. But now I’m serious to make you happy. Although it’s almost official, I want to ask you this again. Will you come to my house and be my proper family?”
The moment he asked me that, the memories I had with Blake for five years appeared in my mind in an instant. All the good and bad. Although he said those cruel words to me, I couldn’t hate him. In fact, I still loved him.
I loved him but it was useless if the man himself did not want me.
I pushed myself up and hugged my father tight. “Please, take me away from here.” And I cried on his hold. My father hugged me tightly. Whispering gentle words to the pitiful me. And that was just it.
Goodbye, Blake.