YES DADDY, MAKE ME YOUR TOY

STA

getting less attention from your lover

nd the text messages we had a few hours ago. I love Ben, and

es have gone totally empty whenever he stares at me. Bennett used to stare at

ing what went wron

g not to think too much because Karina, my close friend said I have seizures whenever my brain is overworked, and I wou

he needed to cheer up, I was there with him, and now he looks at me like a complete stranger.

oung-looking guy who takes completely after his father's hot looks. And I

ith us. I’m done with the silence between us. I really want to know why he has b

m at his house now, but I’m trying to get r

tening to run down my cheek again. I read our messages again, and t

he doorbell. I walk into the sitting room, and it’s deafeningly silent. Well, I’ve known Bennet

way around, especially to his room. I run throug

rub my hand calmly on my chest. I walk in, but I’m s

not

id he play me for a fool? No, he wouldn't. I don’t want

ver since I asked us to meet. Now my heart is spl

’s no sign of him. I’m short of breath as my heart contracts. I’m hurting as hell

only one who’s been fucking putting in too much effort? It’s my fault;

my eyes out. I run with so much energy down the

never return here again, as well as erase Ben from my head forever

say anything but stare intently at him. Bennett’s father, Denver Harpe

" I scream

His eyes grow wide, but not because he is surprised to see me, but becau

out. I feel sudden hotness from within, not because I’m heartbroken but because of

wraps around his voice, my eyes trail off his cock, and I view his entire body. The masc

w perfect his body curves are. His wide c

can ruin me?” I swallow hard, trying to play dum

d attention to his voice, but now I am, and for no reason, it’s making my thigh cl

by it?” I know I’m making a deadly

me because he is 6'3 tall and I'm average. “Trust me, you wouldn’t want to sta

h his raspy voice. A voice in my head screams at me to run, but

get what I just saw?” I gulp

re damned,