Daddy issues

chapter nineteen

Waking up to my phones ringtone is the most annoying thing on this earth.

"Hello?"

"Hi baby."

"Hi Cal."

"Are you okay? You never answered my texts last night."

"I'm fine." I look down to see a pair of hands clenching my shirt tightly.

Luke.

"Hey um I gotta go, my friend is calling." I lie through my teeth but he buys it because he doesn't truly know me.

"Okay, bye."

"bye."

I hit end and look over my shoulder to see Luke's big blue eyes.

"Good morning." he whispers to me, as if he was waiting for that phone call to end just to speak.

"Morning."

Luke moves himself closer and kisses my neck gently.

"Are you not happy waking up next to me?" he says a little offended at my tone.

"I have a boyfriend."

"And I care why?"

"Because you are my step-father."

"Guardian." he corrects me.

"Whatever."

He lightly smacks my bum when he catches my sassy tone.

"Ouch?!"

"Don't get sassy." he plants his lips against mine, igniting a flame. A deep burning passion that burns for him causes my body to heat up with one kiss.

I push him away, not wanting to end the kiss but guilt soon hits me.

"Stop, I'm not going to cheat on calum with you. It's just wrong."

"You know who you want, I can feel it through your body language." he quietly says as he looks deeply into my eyes.

"I-I.."

"Shh." he holds a finger up to my lips and flips us around so he's over me.

"Let daddy take care of you."

With that being said fireworks erupted from me. I wanted him so badly. I wanted every bit of him.

He pulls my pants off and slides his hand up my shirt, dragging it up before he gently rests his hand on my breast. He lays sweet and steamy kisses on my lips and down my neck.

Making this burning feeling grow stronger.

I snatch his shirt off as he does the same to me, I then work my way down as I help him get his tight jeans off.

Once we are down to our bare necessities, he wraps my legs around his waist as he slowly pushes himself deep inside me.

"I bet no ones ever made love to you baby girl."

I shake my head no and bite my lip gently.

"Well I'm here to change that." he kisses my lips softly as he moves his hips slowly as he moves down to my neck where he gently sucks, leaving bruises all over me.

I moan softly into his ear making him pick up his speed slightly.

After a couple hours of moaning and sweet love making, we lay in my bed, sweat on our bodies.

Now I'm confused. Do I love Luke?

No, there's no way it was just sex right? Making love doesn't actually mean your in love right?

Right.

It was nothing more than sex.

Really great sex.

In fact, the best sex I've ever had.

Stop it jewels. Stop.

"You okay?" he whispers in my ear.

"Fine."

"Doesn't seem like it."

"I don't love you Luke."

"Oh."

I lay in silence, why did he seem so shocked?

Isn't it obvious. If I was in love with him, I wouldn't be dating someone.

"Well, I have things I need to do." he says as he gets up and throws his clothes back on.

"okay."

With that he left.