A Blooming Flower

Control - part 1

A/N: OK so when I finished writing it, I realised this chapter is super long 😅 it's mostly because of the little memory sequence in the middle though so sorry not sorry? I wanted it in there 🤷

Please enjoy a day in the life of our protagonist in 8000 words x

Jason

I watched as Lily unlocked her front door and stepped inside before driving off. I didn’t want her to go home either but I needed to get her out of the house before I took things too far.

Dammit. I missed her already. My member pressed against my sweatpants begging for my attention as I drove faster. I’m going mad, she’s driving me mad.

The whole way home all I could think about was how much I wanted to go back, drag her home with me and tie her up. The thought of her wetness against my fingers turned me on so much. She was so vulnerable laying underneath me. I could have devoured her right there and she would have thanked me for it.

What am I doing playing this game with her? With a child! I’m dancing with the devil on my shoulder and I don’t even think I care. All I care about is her; teasing her, pleasing her, protecting her.

I turned the engine off as I pulled up on the driveway. As I sat there running my hands down my face, tmI was thankful to know I at least had some self-control left. For tonight at least, my flower was intact, safe from me.

I sighed looking over at where Lily had sat moments ago, the memory of her kiss bringing a smile to my face. I’d never kissed someone before and felt like I did with her. Not even a youthful Katherine had given me such butterflies. I felt a twinge of embarrassment as I recalled the words I had said to her this afternoon.

This is messed up in so many ways. I was going to hell for what I did today. I knew though, that if my flower asked me too, I’d do it again in a heartbeat. I was the worst kind of man. I was falling for my daughters best friend.

The house lights were still off, which meant I still had time to clean up the scene of my crime before my kids came home. It didn’t take long to get rid of the evidence. There was a small stain on my desk from where I had placed Lily which took some effort, but the lounge was an easy fix. A few pillow arrangements and the job was done.

I stared at the pot of moisturising lotion I had used on her, standing at the open drawer. I couldn't help but smirk at the thought that her ass was probably burning red. Pulling my phone out, I sent her a text reminding her to cream up before bed. It was always better to be safe than sorry. Then I put the cream away in my bedside drawer.

Only a few seconds passed before she replied. Of course she would tell me she was fine. I shouldn’t have expected anything else.

Such a brave girl I thought to myself as a smiled at my reply. It didn’t matter that she wasn’t in the room, I could still tease her with the threat of another spanking. I pressed send, then read it back realising I had signed it with a kiss. Shit. I never signed off with a kiss, not even with Katherine. The things this girl was doing to me. She had me cringing at myself, hoping she wouldn’t notice my error somehow.

I was preparing dinner for myself by the time my children arrived home.

“Daddy, look what I got in my happy meal!” Charlie excitedly tried to show me his new toy while Ellie fled to her room. Her brief presence reminded me that I needed to lecture her about this Liam kid. My rage returned full force when I thought about how upset Lily had been, all the things she might have suffered through in that car. The simple knowledge that this boy had touched her so callously pissed me off. He had no right to touch her at all.