Kai's Got A Big Dick: I do, but I don't think you understand our obsession with keeping you safe. It'll be easier if you just tell us.
Me: No, it'll be easier if you just mind your own business, but that's neither here nor there.
Because he's pissing me off all over again, I change his name in my phone, and it's not healthy to think about your stepbrother having a big dick anyways.
Kai The Guard Dog: Why do you always have to be so damn hardheaded?
Me: Ditto.
My phone buzzes several more times but I don't check it. He's just going to irritate me even more, and another argument with him isn't going to get my work done.
Part of me wants to go on strike and not eat the tacos, but I'm starving so why should I suffer because they're idiots.
My heart leaps inside my chest when I see what he added to the bag that he made me. He's an asshole, but he's my asshole. It makes my heart sick to even think about how well they know me, and how bad it's going to hurt when I walk away.
Reese’s cups are my favorite treat, and if you don't like them I can't trust you. It's as simple as that.
Getting lost in my paperwork proves easy once I've been fed, and by the time I give out another round of meds it's the end of my shift.
Gunner: Stop by my office before you leave.
I sigh, because I was almost out the door. My brain can't handle a lecture from Daddy Dearest right now. I wish I could tell him to fuck off, but he is my boss, and this could be about work.
Internally, I scream, but it doesn’t help. To make me feel a little better, I change his name in my phone to my nickname for him. Which does help.
Daddy Dearest: Coming?
Me: Yes. Do I need to clock out first?
I'm hoping he says no because that means it's work related.
Daddy Dearest: Yes.
Fuck. Unfortunately, I knew that would be his answer. I walk slowly, and greet everyone along the way just to irritate him further.
Gunner opens the door like he's been waiting his whole life for me. He ushers me inside, and pins me up against the wall before I can catch my breath.
Meeting his gaze, my breath catches in my throat. There's a storm brewing in his beautiful blue eyes. My mind conjures up a million things to say, but my mouth can't relay any of them.
Leaning down he nibbles on my bottom lip, my back arches me into him as my response. Never in a million years would I have thought this was possible.
His voice is laced with carnal promises. "Say it."
"Say what?" I tremble.
"What do you call me when I'm not around?"
Oh.My clit throbs against my already soaked panties. "Daddy." I whisper.
"Say it louder." He rubs his erection against my belly.
My pussy aches for him to be inside of me. "Daddy."
The word leaves my mouth in reverence, because he takes care of me better than my real parents ever have. They both do, and I’ll never forget it.
He palms my ass just before he places his lips on mine. Our tongues met in victory. My knees buckle, and he catches me without breaking out of our kiss.
It's magical, and explosive, and fireworks shoot off in my mind. My hands reach around his middle making him deepen the kiss.
