“Good” he said and he went on his knees on the bed and laid me properly in a nice position.
“You know, I am not disabled, I can lay myself down”
“Hush” he said with a smirk that I had always admired from afar.
I raised my hand and touched his lips, he let me. I knew he loved it whenever I touched him, which wasn’t all the time. He laid down and faced me, carefully so they my hand wouldn’t leave his lips.
His hands didn’t stay at his side, it went to my knees and then trailed upwards on my thighs and then in between.
I drew in sharply as he touched my folds, up and down his fingers massaged. Up and down, he expertly pulled me over the edge. I was gasping for oxygen like a fish out of water.
“You’re going to squirt on my fingers” he said like a fortune teller.
“Oh Christian”
“Baby, I want you to squirt on my fingers because this feels so good, doesn’t it?”
“It does, it feels so good”
“That’s my good girl. Now, squirt for Daddy”
And I did.
I shook and then stilled and all the while he watched me with something deeper than love or adoration.
“When you were downstairs, were you waiting for me to come home?”
What a weird question at a very intimate time.
“Yes. I didn’t know how long you would stay”
He kissed me that look he had in his eyes intensified.
“I l love you. Promise me you’ll never forget ”
“I’ll always remember ”
“Good. Now how about I make you come again ”
****
I was walking in the back of the house taking a private tour because Christian was busy with Kylee, they both had work to finish.
My phone buzzed in my hand, it was new and I had only set up my recovery email, I didn’t even have any numbers apart from Kylee’s and Christian’s. I was surprised to see a notification.
I gasped when I stared at the screen. Andreas just paid me for my first mouth’s salary and my bank sent the alert to my email. Mad I never even went in a day.
They pay huge and yet I didn’t feel good about it. I was in the middle of God knows where and I was being paid, for nothing.
I shrugged it off and replaced what Kylee had told me yesterday while Christian was at his event.
“He’s wealthy, very wealthy. You better get used to getting things you didn’t work for. Better get used to being spoilt and pampered, because it won’t stop”
“This isn’t fair” I said under my breath, I wondered how hard the other models had worked, training, dancing, dieting all the supplements and medication and the skin care routines.
I sat down on a lounge and laid back. I closed my eyes to relax but then I heard someone scream, Ashlee.
It was coming from inside the house.
I sprang up and ran inside, there were more shouts. Christian’s voice was mingled with Ashlee’s.
I stood in front of study and I was certain they were in, I opened the door carefully and the both of them were standing face to face.
Ashlee was taller than me, but she she wasn’t even close to eye level with Christian.
“That was a very heatless decision” Kylee shouted.
“I wanted it” Christian yelled back.
Christian’s head turned to the door and I suddenly felt like an intruder.
“What are you doing here?” He asked me coldly.
Jesus.
“I just hea___ nothing”
“How much did you hear?”
“I just came, I didn’t hear anything”
What was this about, who was this man in front of me.
“Just tell her” Kylee spat.
She had the guts to talk to him when he was this solid marble statue, I on the other hand, was scared to the core. Any other person would be.
“Shut up. Don’t you dare” Christian said to her and she shuddered, she literally trembled. She did not have the guts to stand with him she was just extremely strong and yet she was breaking.
I took a step back and held the door open.
“Kylee” I said finding my tongue.
She looked in my direction and I gestured that we should leave.
She turned to Christian to take in his expression but then she shook her head in a way that said “fuck him” and came to me. I do not want to meet his eyes, so immediately Kylee walked through the door, I slammed it.
“He’s coming after us” she said.
“I know” o told her, I could hear his footsteps.
“Why don’t we go to your house?”
“He’ll come there, o don’t want him to. Let’s take a drive out, I’ll drive fast, he’ll never catch up”
I looked at her, it was as if she was trying to use me to punish him.
“He’ll got crazy ad he’ll she tormented” she said when she turned to me and then she nodded, telling me that what I was thinking was correct.
What was going at all, did I take the right decision by following her?
We went to her house. Wayne was in the living room, on his laptop. He glanced up at us.
“Good afternoon ma’am” he said to me and I shot him a nod.
“Out through the back” Kylee said pushing me through a door.
“If Wayne finds out what we’re about to do, he’ll lock the gate” she said and ran to a sleek car.
I got into the passenger seat and she got in the driver’s seat, she opened the garage door and pressed a button, the gate started opening.
Christian was already inside the house but he ran out and before he could get to us, Kylee sped past the gate, the last expression I aw on his face was utter shock.
“What happened?” I asked Kylee as we got far away from the house.
“I’ll tell you later” she parked in the parking lot of a convenient store.
“Here?” I asked with raised brows.
“No. We’ll change cars. Christian tracks all his cars”
“Oh….”
“Yeah ” she said with a frown and she went to a small silver car, looked around and picked a brick.
“What are you doing?” Before the words were out of my mouth, she smashed the window and unlocked the car.
She got the driver’s seat.
“You’re coming or what?”