A Blooming Flower

Desire

Jason

“Mr D” a small voice called out to me. I lifted my head from the screen to find Lily sheepishly standing in my doorway. It was almost criminal how cute she looked as she demanded my attention.

She was wearing a grey sweater so large that it fell almost to the same length on her thighs as the school skirt she wore underneath. If I didn't know better I'd think she had decided to play dress up, stealing a jumper from 'daddy's' wardrobe in a bid to gain his attention.

God, I almost wanted her to do it, just so I could appreciate the monopolising desire behind it.

I smiled at the thought before I became all too aware that what she wore right now wasn't one of my jumpers and it wasn't one of hers either and seeing her look so comfortable in it was beginning to annoy me.

"Mrs D wanted me to tell you that dinner's nearly ready” she stated quietly fiddling with the hem as she avoided my studious gaze. Did she see my irritation?

“OK” I breathed out, turning back to my computer for a brief moment. I glanced up to see her turning around to leave. “Lily" I called out sharply and she stopped dead in her tracks before facing me again. Her expression really was so easy to read, she looked at me with such relief.

It's adorable that she thought I would let her go so easily. The time we are alone is precious to me, just like her I didn't want to waste it.

"Did I say you could leave? Come here" I ordered her as I pushed my chair back and extended my hand. I watched Lily's eyes light up at my command. God, could she be any more of a temptress. She obeyed me without question, naturally closing the door behind her as she made her way across the room.

"Sit" I gestured to the open space between my legs. She sat down, my hands snaking around her waist as I pulled her back against my chest. She's taken to her training well these past few weeks, when I first asked her to sit here she hesitated, now she obeys almost enthusiastically.

Her warmth had become more of a comfort to me than I was allowed to admit. It really wasn't fair, just how much this girl had me desiring her. Here I was yearning for these fleeting moments every day, yet she so casually ruins it with the scent of another man lingering on her skin? I hate this.

"Why are you wearing his jumper?" I whispered in her ear bluntly as I took to kissing the crevice of her neck.

"I-I was cold" she mumbled trying to hold back a moan as I bit down ever so slightly on her skin. She was bringing me to a state of illogical jealousy and she didn't even realise it. It was within my power to torture her just a little for that.

I was overreacting, I knew it, but I couldn't help myself. If Katherine had worn another man's clothes when we were dating, it would have been to annoy me on purpose. She loved to have angry sex but with Lily, it really wasn't that malicious, she was just cold. That didn't make it easier to bare though, I wanted to rip it off of her body regardless.

"Take it off" I demanded, my hands sliding under the hem.

Lily tilted her head, straining to look at me over her shoulder. An expression of pure surprise and confusion was written all over her face. Dammit. I could hardly blame her for questioning me. It was a fruitless request.

I sighed "why do I have to smell another mans scent on you?".

It was a rhetorical question, I already knew the answer. It's because she didn't belong to me. I have no right to claim this body. It didn't matter how much I wanted the scent she wore to be mine, it never would be.