Dripping For My Step Daddy

Chapter 3: Dripping for him.

Immediately I heard his words, I ran faster out of his office while shutting down his door firmly.

I held my chest as I gasped for more air; it wasn't just the air slashing at my skin that hurt, but the confusion, stress, and even the shamingness of getting myself in for just a course.

Along the way to get out of the building, I sighted my friends at the roadside.

I tried to toss and turn, pretending I didn't see them, but damn it. Veronica's eyes met mine, a little smile curved out of her face.

I walked toward them, with my hands weak and tired over everything.

"Hey, love," Veronica said as she stood up while we hugged tightly.

"Yes..." I hugged her as I responded.

"Are you okay?" Zara asked me, among all my friends, she knew me the most, always reading through my mind.

"Yes, I have a headache," I responded.

"Headache?" They all echoed as they stared at me surprisedly.

Veronica held my face while she checked my temperature.

Girls...I'm fine; I need to head home to rest," I said.

"Alright, give us a call once you arrive, okay?" Sara said.

"Alright, bye, girls," I said as I sped up my legs while rushing over to the dark side.

I pulled out my phone and dialed Mr. Gabriel's number.

A few minutes passed, and he arrived in a blue car. Hop inside with my hands wrapped together.

After some minutes of driving, I thanked him before walking inside our mansion.

Mom had left for a business deal and left me only with the maids and bodyguards.

Scrawled my weak legs over the upstairs as I landed at my door.

Tirely pushed it open and rushed inside with speed. I felt a sharp pain piercing inside my head as I held it.

The pain pulled me back to the ground, with my mouth screaming out.

The memories of what's just happened couldn't leave my mind, my eyes weak and pale as I shut it down, letting my brain pause.

A few hours passed, and I woke up from the wet ground as my sweat wet it. Pulling my body to my seat, getting the flashback of how I slept off.

But suddenly, I pulled my phone out of my handbag while staring at Mom's message.

Twelve missed calls, and even one from Mr. Gabriel. He left a long time ago to meet his mom at the hospital.

I opened the message, as Mom wrote.

"I won't be home today. Make sure you take good care of yourself. From Mom."

I took a deep breath, letting my heavy eyes open more while I walked over to my bed.

I sat down and pulled the pillow over to my face as I lay on it.

I'm damn tired, and I can't get enough sleep right now.

But just as a flashback came in, my alarm pumped up.

"Exactly 8:00pm!"

"Goddamnit!"

I screamed my lungs out as my eyes rolled at the time. I remembered my appointment with Mr. Alex.

I had no choice; if Mom could see an F on my result, then my freedom would be seized instantly.

Can't take such chances off, rushed over to the bathroom to have a bath.

I walked over to the restaurant; the transparent glass it had was enough to stare at Mr. Alex's worried face, his head bent low onto his phone, with his legs folded together.

I pushed the door open as I walked down in his direction. He noticed a presence as he lifted his head while his worried face showed.

"Good day, sir," I greeted him but got no response.

"You're damn late!" He yelled, allowing his veins to pump out while staring at my face.

"I'm—," he shunned me off.

"Let's get back to business. Are you in or not?" He changed his voice tone into a serious one.

His eyes pierced directly into mine as he spoke.

"What?" I asked, pretending I didn't hear.

"I'm very busy; if you're in, you better tell me right away and get this done!" He said.

"Yes...yes..." I stammered, with my hands shaking.

"Good, follow me," he said, nodding without uttering a word.

He stood up and walked out of the restaurant, while I followed him behind. His coffee scent flew everywhere, and he looked hot and attractive, though he was young but menhhh, I can't get his touch off my mind.

But that didn't matter right now. I whined my ass over as we entered his car.

It had a blue light shining inside, with a white design cover at each seat.

A few minutes' drive, Mr. Alex stared at me from the driver's mirror.

"We're here!" He said.

I nodded. We walked out of the car and then straight to a tall building.

It looked like a hotel, but a classic one. I once went there to make a video shot.

We arrived at the counter, where a lady in her late 20s stared at Mr. Alex and then rolled her eyes at me.

I could feel her hatred toward me; we never met, so what the hell is wrong with this b***h?

"What the hell is wrong with this b***h!" The words slipped off my lips as I held them shockingly.

"What did you say?" She rolled her eyes at me, chewing her gums roughly.

"That's all, right?" Mr. Alex said, bridging the argument.

She nodded before handing over the room card, and we walked out to the elevator.

Throughout being at the elevator, silence flew everywhere.

"What do you think?" He asked me immediately as we entered the room, my eyes scanning every bit of its luxury.

We had one like this at home, but I wasn't a fan of hotels. It was quite strange to me as I sat on the bed.

"Anything you love," I said, still scanning the whole view. It's a great view from the window, as the building was high enough to see the city.

"You better show me what you've got, and then all you desire is yours," he claimed as he smirked.

"Definitely!" I said confidently, with a smile as he walked to the bathroom, with his towel wrapped around his waist.

"What do you like?" I said with a sexy smile, walking over to him and lying into the bathtub.

His hands tightened as he couldn't get hold of himself, and he pulled me closer to him.

Giving me more opportunity to lay a wet kiss on his lips while romancing his chest. Touching a bit of hair, I felt his chest, his body shivering from my touch.

He kept on kissing me roughly, pulling my body closer to him. But as soon as I pulled away from the kiss, gasping for more air from the kiss.

I felt something hard, knowing it was his d**k being active.

I rolled my left hand down his waist, straight to his boxers, while grabbing his d**k.

He moaned out loudly while he kept on kissing me. I kept on stroking his d**k, pulling out the speed I could.

His eyes kept on telling me to go on, my hands filled with his d**k as I kept on doing what I knew best.

Just as I thought I was the queen here, he pulled me over to the side of the bathtub while placing my legs wide open.

While he viewed every bit of my p***y, giving a sexy look to lay his tongue on me.

I felt his whole tongue inside my body as I kept on moaning.

But suddenly, the door knocked and pulled us off each other's bodies.

“Are you expecting someone?” I asked.

“Not at all, do you?”

I felt scared; my legs shivered as I couldn't think of what could happen next.

Just in,an image like someone came closer to the curtain, as my body froze, my legs panicked.