Spoil Me, Daddy(20)

“Shhh…” he said, still playing with my hair. He sat straighter on the couch, so I could rest my head on his chest, and I loved the feeling. When I told him I didn’t want to get snot on his shirt, he told me to quiet down and that he didn’t care. What was important to him was that I get my feelings out, so that I could feel better.

All I could think about was how lucky I was to have met him. He’d given me a job when I needed one and had taken on me at my sluttiest and most brazen, wanting to lose my virginity, but he’d given me so much more.

Here he was promising the world to me and taking on a huge responsibility. I knew I was a burden to him, but he treated me like he was the luckiest man in the world by having me. I felt like I was the lucky one too when he said, “Stop searching for apartments. I can help your friend, Sally, look for her own, but you’re staying here with me.”

My crying stopped for a moment as I tipped my head up to look at him. He was dead serious. He wanted me to move in with him? Wasn’t that a huge step?

“Mary…I’ve told you again and again that you’re mine,” he began, tipping his lips up into a smile. “When are you going to start believing me?”

It took a while for me to answer. I already knew what I was going to say. It was just…I couldn’t believe this was happening. I’d been so bothered with looking for a new place, and here was Gabe solving my problem in less than a minute. The waterworks began again. I just couldn’t help it. I couldn’t believe he’d do this for me. I couldn’t deny it now. He truly did care for me.

I responded to him by closing the distance between our lips. When he opened his mouth, I sucked in his breath before I darted my tongue out to play with his. His arms tightened around me, and my fingers began to play with his hair. He started to push me backwards to lie down on the couch when the doorbell rang. He ignored it, letting it ring, as we continued to make out, but when the sound came again, he pushed himself off me with the most irritated look on his face, like he was going to murder someone. I sat up from the couch and waited for him to come back.

Instead, I felt a cold shiver run up my spine at the familiar voice. Before I knew it, I was looking into the eyes of my mother.





Chapter Nine

Gabe



Fuck this.

I wasn’t going to wait any longer. It’d been three days, and I still hadn’t heard a thing from Mary. The night her mother came to my house, I saw the dynamic between the two, and I honestly had nothing good to say. From the way she moved and talked, I just couldn’t respect Mary’s mom. How such a beautiful, caring, and understanding person like Mary came from her womb I had no idea. They were just so different from each other, except for the green eyes maybe, but even those left room for discussion. Mary’s eyes were a bright emerald, while her mother’s were a murky green. I shook my head and cut my train of thought short. Hating Mary’s mother wasn’t going to do anything to help her. After waiting for three days and not a single phone call, I decided to take matters into my own hands.

I talked to Greg, who talked to Jane, who knew where Mary lived, and I was able to get her address. Why the fuck I hadn’t known where she lived, I had no idea. Jane had been hesitant at first. She warned me that if I came unannounced while Mary’s mother was there that she’d take it out on Mary. I asked Jane to be specific and explain what she’d just said. Did she beat her? I’d seen and touched every inch of Mary and hadn’t seen one blemish or bruise. Verbal abuse? Jane said she didn’t, just warned me not to do anything stupid. To ease her nerves, I told her to coordinate with Mary for her to sleep over when Mary’s mother wasn’t there. Then I’d go get my girl.

That was today.

And I was going to finally see her again.

It’d only been three fucking days, but it felt much longer. With her absence, I wanted her more and more. There was no warm body to hug me, no one to watch movies and cuddle with on the couch. No hot pussy, no pink nipples. No pert ass. I went home every night to an empty house since Ashley was still with my mother. I felt lonely in no time, and I wasn’t going to hide it. I missed Mary.

I pulled my car into her driveway, and honestly, I hadn’t thought about what I was going to do or say yet. The only thing I’d planned was I that needed to make sure she was all right. I wanted to see her, kiss her, speak to her, and have sex with her in no particular order. Well, I wanted to do all of those things while I was having sex with her. I missed her and I was worried. I didn’t like not being able to reach her and make sure she was taken care of. She called me Daddy and I took that seriously.