R.I.P. by Charity B

Author:Charity B. [B., Charity]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Book 1
Publisher: Broken Spine Press
Published: 2019-12-14T06:00:00+00:00

Malakai

18 years old.

She’ll barely speak to me, and I can’t say I blame her. My constant inconsistency with us has got to be infuriating. I know it’s driving me up the damn wall. It still upsets me that she’s making this so difficult on me when she knows I’m just trying to take care of her.

I’ve ached for her touch, tormented until I’m alone in the shower and free to let my mind roam. Feeling her lips around me is something I regret not doing with her. It consumes my every sexual thought. She’s pouting right now because she’s mad. It’s adorable. All I want to do is fuck that petulant mouth. I hate when she’s angry with me, but it looks so beautiful on her. My hands clench the wheel, so I don’t reach out to touch her plump, pink bottom lip. Against my leg, my erection grows. I try to hide it, thinking of how much this party is going to suck, to kill my arousal.

We were only invited for one of two reasons. Either they actually have some type of a conscience guilting them into inviting the kids whose dead parents are being used as an excuse to party…or this is a prank.

I’m praying it’s the former.

The moment I park in front of her favorite store, Heriotza, she jumps from the hearse. I follow her inside where she predictably goes to the dresses. She’s never been the type to take too long to shop, she knows exactly what she likes. After a few minutes, she has her first choice draped over her arm.

I lean against the wall outside the dressing room, watching her feet under the door. When she emerges a few minutes later, I inwardly groan at the throbbing in my jeans. She’s wearing a pastel blue dress with white polka dots. It’s sleeveless, fitting tight around her torso with pale pink ruffles trimming along her shoulders down to her waist where the dress flares out. The hem ends high on her thigh, showing her bare legs.

“I want this one,” she states, spinning in a circle so the skirt lifts around her. Her yellow panties flash for anyone who is looking to see.

Even as my cock twitches, I snap in a whisper, “Adriel, stop that! I can see your underwear.”

Ignoring my scolding, she holds up a finger. “Oooh! I should get matching panties!” Once she’s changed back into her clothes, she picks out pink cotton ones and a pair of white ruffled socks. The clerk hands her the shopping bag as I pay, grinning at her lifted spirits. She skips next to me on our way to the hearse. “What do you think it will be like tonight?”

“A lot of drunk, horny idiots is my guess.”

“Oh, come on, grumpy guts!” she squeals as she hops in with her shopping bag. “It’s our first party! It’ll be fun.”

Her expectations for this make me nervous. She doesn’t always react well to disappointment. “Well, we’re gonna find out.”

I’d rather

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