Wild Baleigh love 2️⃣☑️

20. For how long?

Ballice's pov.

Stirring in my sleep, I stretch out my hands feeling like my body is giving out on me. Oh shit I'm so starved. My stomach grumbles reminding me that I need something in my stomach.

Memories of last night flashes in my head and a lazy smile tugs on my lips. How can such a small body stand that too much orgasms, not just orgasms, but hard orgasms. Fuck she even squirted three freaking times.

Stretching my hand down on her side, I find her space empty. Where is she this early? She's the one who passed out first, but she milked me big time, taking all the energy I had.

Where is she?

I open one lazy eye but heavy light bombards me making me close it involuntarily. I groan sitting up, wiping my hands over my face, wriggling my eyes to adjust.

When my eyes finally adjust to the light, I spot a written card on my nightstand. Reaching for it, I smile disappointedly but satisfied at the same time. She already left, my face falls. Opening it;

Dear Bally,

I'm sorry I milked you out last night but I'm not sincerely sorry, I enjoyed every bit of it even if I'll soon be a walking sore.

I want you to convince your dad to go fetch your mum today because I'll not be around today too. We will be paying my paternal grandmother a visit. Sorry I didn't tell you earlier, we were kinda occupied and I forgot to mention it.

Incase you will not find me when you will be back which I'm so sure you won't, please go to my bedroom back home, under my pillow, you'll find another piece of writing, for you. Take it, with that white teddy bear of mine. Please.

Until then, bring Cassandra back first.

Philippines here you go! Yaaay!

I'm already so happy for you baby love.

I'll miss you, see you when you see me, hahaha.

My phone will probably be off, so don't even try to contact me.

Bye, I love you so much.

Yours only,

Princess, Kellane.

Fuck, my hands frantically move to my hair pulling at it. For how long will she be gone? Why do I feel like I miss her already?

Reaching out for my phone, fuck! Fuck! Fuck! No wonder my stomach is this empty.
My screen reads, 1:19 p.m.

How did it came to this?

She'd worn me out indeed, but then again, I'm the one who must have worn out, I wonder what time she left. For all I know, yesterday we were both dried up of energy.
It was not even yesterday, it was today morning, we've slept at something like 3:24 a.m. I smile running my eyes again over her sweet and neat handwriting, a walking sore. I chuckle out loud in amusement.

But no, I've to contact her. Doing exactly so, that robot machine responds and I throw my phone on my bed in frustration, I'll not survive a day without talking to you princess. But then I guess I've no other choice, I'll have to wait for you and do what you exactly told me.

How I love you baby. My innocent but not that so innocent princess. I'll never have enough you. I think smiling widely, then putting on some energy, I get out of bed and head straight to the shower.

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Now I'm leaning against my dad's Audi 8 waiting patiently with a big grin on my face for him to come.

I've already taken a shower, eaten my breakfast plus lunch all at once and convinced my dad that we should go for my mummy just today and no other day. Him being the dad who I never knew, got easily convinced, gave in and philippines here we come. 'princess' words. Philippines here you go!