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4:37 am

Those damn late night talks, I swear I was in control this time. I ultimately decided to make the most imbecilic birdbrained decision ever this morning.

Calling Vinnie

No, I'm not too proud of what happened earlier however was I unsatisfied?  Fuck no

I guess I should..um...let me start from this morning.

Saydi's POV🩵

9;52am

"Remember students all ticket sales are final this Friday. To attend there must be no record of any suspension this semester to attend the prom, dress well, behave yourselves. Gyrating is also PROHIBITED. Thank you, have a wonderful morning !"

Lol gyrating is kind of crazy. Not that I'll have anyone to do it with...sadly.

The only highlight of my whole senior year was this cooking class.

After he who shall not be named, got his mother of all people to break up with me all because I said he's old enough to start taking some responsibility instead of his mother to everything for him.

That was the last straw.

Because I hurt his feelings?

Like it didn't hurt my feelings, watching him kiss my best friend under the bleachers as a dare, which by the way he got $5 to do. Which kind of says more about her than him.

And after she made the dim witted decision to run the the top of the grey aluminum made stairs.

Which resulted in me kicking her down those bleachers, only for him to scream and call me an evil bitch in front of everyone and "our friends".

Or how it didn't irritate me that his father made the comment, "You couldn't find anyone a bit more filled out?" When he thought I couldn't hear his unnecessarily loud voice in the other room, making me and Mrs. Hacker cringe at each other, with her giving me an apologetic expression.

That's not JUST it

It's also the little things

Making sure I get in the house safely before he pulls off, him opening the car door for me, or giving me, my favorite; red dahlias, every once in a while. Small things..

3:57pm

As I continued to ponder through my thoughts walking they've indigo painted breezeway, thinking of all the time and opportunities that I could have had I wasted on one person.

In a relationship, you're supposed to grow as people. He however stunted himself when he would constantly break up with me, when I would tell him no...Just to make me mad.

Reaching forward to press against the heavy orange exit doors, I instantly spot his face, covered with a faded purple- freshly turned dandelion yellow colored bruise to his right eye.

My Trouble.

We lock in eye contact for the span of two seconds. He stops and stares at me with a cocked head turn and that panty dropping smirk he casually dons.

Before I can catch myself muttering any words of stupidity that'll only get me fucked, mentally and albeitly physically. I throw myself through those doors and sprint through the raggedy pebble ridden parking lot and drive off.

I just wanna go home and throw myself under the covers so I can erase any thoughts of him. Thoughts of his lips gently gliding down my cheek to my throat, and further down to my pussy.

Shamefully the only reason I've managed to stay is because of that things between his legs he flexes with no effort...ugh that's it !

I'm gonna a fucking nap.

8:48pm

.....................

buzz...buzzz

To who do I owe the pleasure of breaking my catnap after a long day of absolutely nothing but torture ?

HIM. Calling me...

With a deep breath and exhale I answer.

"What?" I answer in a cold voice.

"What? Is that all you have to say to me?" He cockily chuckles.

"You called me. Now what can I do for you mamas boy?" I reply back with a slight grin.

"Mamas boy?" "Huh...I like that. Hey, keep that shit up tho, cuz I'm outside."  He says.

"Why the fuck are..?" I yell, only to hear a click on his side of the phone.

Disconnected

Shit.

If I don't go out there he'll come in here to get me. Leaving my parents with many to be soon unanswered questions that will come about.

Throwing on some leggings and a red hoodie. I announce to my parents that my friend, Kali's parents were having leftovers tonight so I was going to ride with her to Raising Cane's so she can get dinner.

We all know this is a bald-faced lie. I was going to end up getting some dick from the arrogantly obnoxious man.

Walking outside the front door up to his new red interior covered Challenger I can already feel my legs ready to collapse from under me.

I get in and look at him. His body relaxed, and his arm laying on the armrest showing off those delicious veins, his eyes fixated on me, the car smelling of him; that signature desirable scent of his  cologne and of weed.

Fuck he really knows how to get me...

"So you gonna play the staring game with me or are we gonna talk?" I ask with an attitude folding my arms, cocking my head with sass.

"Yeah...let's go get something to eat first. That was your excuse right? Little girl scared her daddy is gonna disapprove of me, again? Daddy thinks his good little girl can do no wrong?" He teases.

As I reach to grab the door handle he locks it, driving off eliciting that sound his engine makes turns me on every time he speeds.

God help me.

.....................

"For a good girl you have a strong ass tolerance." He chokes on the smoke, laughing.

I laugh back at him. "That's what you get." I take the blunt back from him and take a deep inhale of the backwood he thickly rolled for us.

We chuckle together both relishing in the moment. "Hey why are you such an asshole?" I casually ask him, us both giggling.

"Idk I just tend to tend the treat the people I wanna hold close at a distance, feel like I break everything I touch." He answers with a straight face.

"Is that your mother broke up with me?" I reply with a raised eyebrow.

"No. She just overheard me on the phone with Dylan trying to get his advice, so she texted you, I yelled at her pretty bad. She didn't feed me as "punishment" because she loves me and wants the best for me." He laughs it off.

I forgot Mrs. Hacker can be a frigid bitch.

"And your bruise?" I ask.

"...Protecting you." He elaborates. Staring off into the night, then into my soul, brushing his fingers under my chin. So he can stare into my salmon tinted eyes, as I do his darker ones.

We both lean in forward together to each other, our lips softly brushing together against each other's only to deepen into a mind consuming kiss.

As our kiss passionately rises in anticipation of touching each other, he grabs my throat, slightly choking me.

"Don't ever leave me again." He whispers against my ear, reaching my spot on my neck while still choking the side of neck. Sucking and nipping at my spot causing me to moan loudly, my moans -filling the car while Brent Faiyaz sings sweetly.

So wrong but feels so fucking right

"Ride this" he groans as he pulls me on top of him my throbbing core coming in contact with his barely covered dick.

As I start to grind against him, per his request. He stops my hips.

He looks at me, reaching up to grab my throat and pull me down to soft pink lips.

"Nuh-uh. Ride Me. Take those wet ass panties off and slide this dick into that pussy that you keep so tight for me." He demands, biting his lip and lowering his seat all the way to back.

He then grabs his grey joggers, slowing pulling them down revealing his 8 1/2 inch hard dick I've known to love...and scream for.

As I turn around facing the wheel, I slide off my leggings. My soaked lacy panties are revealed to him causing him to hiss and slap my ass.

He turns impatient and slides my panties to the side, rubbing my clit with slow movements as he grinds his bare dick under me. "So wet for me ma-ma." He simply groans.

Within seconds he impales me with his dick causing us to both gasp loudly. Him instantly hitting my cervix with coercion.

He continues to slowly thrust up into me. My elicit moans fill the car and most likely outside of the restaurant he parked the car at. The dark tint on his car being no match for hiding our action of sin.

I take my sandals off and prop my legs up on his thighs giving him room to thrust deeper into me, further intoxicating me.

He speeds up his actions whilst rubbing at my clit with now fast motion. Full on pounding up into me.

The sounds of my wet pussy being pounded to shreds are the only sound I'm able to register at the moment.

"Did you hear me slut?" He pressures.

"No sir.." I feebly sound, with him literally consuming me with passion and also knocking the air out of me from taking his anger out on my pussy has me feeling as if cut my vocal cords from my lack of speech.

"Aw can't speak? My slut can't take all that daddy is giving to her? Well listen up bitch. Your belong to me. Every single part and I'll be damned if I let anyone try to break us up." He slightly yells.

Momentarily stopping his movements only to pick them up with the sentence that makes me wonder why I was ever mad at him..

"You. Are. Fucking. Mine." He thrusts into me.

I scream as if it's the last sentence I'll ever mutter before he sends me to heaven.

"Yes daddy ! I'm all yours !" And with that I cum all around those now 9 inches of pleasure. My cream quenching down his long shaft to his balls.

"That's what I thought." He chuckles, still thrusting not giving me a moment to adjust after giving me a mind shattering orgasm.

"You gonna let me claim what's mine, hmm? Gonna let daddy cum in this pussy?" He turns my head locking in eyes with me, searching for any signs of discomfort in them.

"Y-yes" I stutter, and with that he loudly groans, cumming inside me, filling me up to the hilt with his warm cum and so many feelings I'm not gonna know how to process in the morning.

.........................

With our high subsiding we cleaned up the mess we made and leaned in for one last kiss before we actually got food, and he then finally drops me off back home.

"Thank you...for tonight. I shyly admit swaying side to side as he loving stares at me.

He winks at me and then drives off.

I'm so fucked...but I loved every fucking second of it.