Hawk: An Age Play, DDlg, MC, Romantic Suspense by Lucky Moon

Author:Lucky Moon [Moon, Lucky]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Alexandra Books
Published: 2021-05-22T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

ROXY

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I can’t believe Hawk’s been my Daddy for a whole week!

It’s been amazing. Honestly one of the best — if not the best — week of my life.

By day, an apprentice motorcycle mechanic. By night (and early morning), Little Roxy. I’ve loved feeling both sides of me coming to the fore, all under the supervision of Hawk. I’ve learned a lot about him, too.

Some interesting things about Hawk:

1. His real name is Patrick! (I’ve been chuckling about this for about three days straight.)

2. He almost went to prison! After a street race, he literally outran the cops on his bike, and escaped the state. Didn’t come back for months.

3. He loves coffee so much because it reminds him of his dad.

4. He has a HUGE cock.

OK, number four is maybe the most interesting. I know, I know, it’s naughty to think about it. And it’s not like I’ve seen it. I’ve just felt it. Every night. Driving me fricking crazy. As soon as I become the small spoon and wriggle my little spoony bum into him, he goes rock hard.

You don’t know how difficult it is to restrain myself. But I do it. We’re taking it slow. And I like it that way. It’s like, totally the opposite of how things were with Malachi. I’m so grateful. Hawk must have the bluest balls in the whole of Los Angeles right now. He hasn’t even let me touch him.

He’s touched me plenty though. Everywhere. Any time we’re not in that workshop, it’s like we’re teenagers. His tongue is a miracle. He seems to know exactly how to touch me, and exactly where to touch me.

‘How do you always do it so… right?’ I asked him once, lying on his bed, sweaty and satisfied.

‘It’s because I’m a good listener,’ he said, laying a wide palm on my belly.

‘Am I that loud?’

‘Nah,’ he said. ‘I don’t mean literally. It’s like, when I touch you, your body tells me what it wants, what it needs.’ He traces his fingers up and down my body. ‘I know by the way you move, by the tiny noises you make.’

‘By the way I wriggle my butt?’

‘Exactly,’ he said.

Right now, I’m in the workshop, and finally, for the first time, I’m draining the oil out of Rock’s bike. I’ve got grime all over my hands, and I’m holding a torque wrench in my shaky hands.

‘Right, killer, it’s now or never.’ Hawk’s at the edge of the room, leaning against a workbench. We’ve managed to shift a couple of the bikes out of the shop this week, much to Hawk’s delight. I think having me around has helped him hugely. Even though I’ve needed help learning the mechanical stuff, I’ve totally reorganized the space so that we can actually find things when we need them. Because of me, everything we do is quicker, more efficient.

‘I’m ready,’ I say. I slot the wrench over the oil drain nut, and turn it gently.

‘Remember, nice and slow. Only loosen it a little.

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