The Contract

Chapter 39

Donovan parks the car and turns the engine off.

Breakfast/lunch had been better than I expected, but I had to leave early due to an interview that I had to do with the rest of my castmates, for the fans.

"Thanks for driving me, but really, I could've just driven myself." I say, unbuckling my belt.

Donovan had driven me all the way here, despite saying he wasn't busy, I knew he was because his phone had been going off every few minutes with calls and texts, but even knowing that, he wanted to drive me.

It's strange to think I used to be intimidated by this man a few months ago.

"Just humor me, it keeps me out of the office." He says, smiling handsomely at me.

Donovan leans over and kisses me, with his hand on the back of my head, his lips touch mine gently in a swift motion, then he pulled away just as swiftly.

My face feels hot, and I know I'll never get used to that, to just kissing him.

"What was that for?" I ask, laughing nervously.

"Thanks." He simply says, making me look at him confused.

"I know I pushed that on you out of the blue, but you met Emily and Jamie anyways, it's not how I wanted to introduce you to them, but in my line of work, it's better to get this out of the way now, rather than later."

I sit back in my seat and sigh, rubbing my face with my right hand. "Well, it shocked me."

I look at Donovan, seeing him stoic. "I had no idea you had a son, you look exactly like him, I still can't believe, that you're a dad."

Seeing Donovan's face shift, I know it must've been hard for him too, after the lengths he went to just to hide them from the public.

Since we're sharing, I should tell him about my mom...

I wanted to keep Donovan out of my mess, but he has a point, I might as well tell him now, encase she shows up one day and demands money, or worse, makes a scene.

"I know who broke into my apartment."

"Who?" He asks, his eyes hard and his jaw clenched.

Sighing, I look out the window and stare at the building in front of me, where I need to be in ten minutes.

"My mom's new husband, Roy." I laugh bitterly. "He happens to have two lovely daughters, who got the address from my mom."

"Turns out they told her they were dropping by to say 'hello' instead they rob me, ate my food, and slept in my bed." I cringe, thinking of all the ways I can burn the sheets and everything they touched.

I look at Donovan and smile, seeing his face annoyed. "If you thought you're family was fucked up, you clearly haven't met mine."

Donovan doesn't say anything but grabs his keys from the ignition and unhooks a key that was attached to the car keychain, then hands it to me.

"You're not going back there Evan, my place has plenty of space and spare bedrooms." He says, making me blink at the key in my hand. "I'll sort out your apartment for you, don't worry about it."

"I can't just move in Donovan."

"Why not?"

Does he really not see what this looks like? I can't just move in with him, it's... crazy, just crazy... and he doesn't even know why!

"I'm rarely there Evan, you can have your own room to use whenever you want to, that is unless you want to sleep with me in my bed." He says, a ghost smile on his lips.

"You're such a pervert." I scoff out. "Do you ever stop thinking about sex?"

"When it involves you, never." He bluntly says, making me laugh.

"I'll make the arrangements, just say the word and everything will be done by the time your interview is over."

"This is crazy." I laugh. "You really want me to live with you?" I ask, looking into his eyes.

Serious, Donovan pulls me to him and kisses my roughly on the lips by force, surprising me with wide eyes as I try to kiss him back, but his dominant mouth over dominates me.

His tongue enters my mouth forcefully making me whimper out and hold onto his arm for support as he smacks his lips against mine, in a heated passionate kiss, making my legs feel weak as the scent of his cologne invades my nose, making me moan and practically drool.

"Live with me." He mutters against my lips, as his teeth bite my bottom lip, his eyes never leaving mine, cold and grey, holding me prisoner in his grasp as I pant from the assault of his intoxicating kiss.

Fuck, how is he so good at that?

How is he so sexy, despite how forceful he is? I want more, so much more, that my cock starts to swell in my pants, making it unbearable and impossible to hide as his large hand grabs my erection over my jeans.

It feels as if butterflies are fluttering in my stomach.

"You're hard." He whispers huskily against my lips, making me shiver.

"Say yes and I'll help you out with that." He offers, making me swallow hard as I feel myself grow harder... if it was even possible.

Fucking hell, I should be inside that building, right now, but all I want is for Donovan to touch me, have his large hands wrapped around my cock, his lips.... fuck, I want him right now, there's no way I can leave this car without something.

"Ok, f-fine."I swallow the dry lump in my throat. "Please."

Donovan's hands unbutton my pants, and his intimidating eyes never leave mine, swirling with amusement as he frees my hard erection from my pants and grabs it in his hand, making me feel as if I was hit by a gush of cold wind.

Moving back, Donovan's hand starts to painfully stroke me, making me groan out as he lowers his head to my lap, surprising me as I hover my hands over his head with my eyes closed tightly as his hot wet mouth wraps around the tip of my cock.

There are simply no words that come to mind with what I'm feeling, all I can think of is how warm his mouth feels, how wet his tongue is, wrapping around my erection, and how turned on I am right now.

He's barely touched me and I feel like I'm going to cum, his mouth feels way too good, and just looking at him swallowing my cock effortlessly makes me want to cry out in pleasure.

Donovan starts sucking me off making my eyes roll back at how fucking good it felt, I couldn't think, only feeling my orgasm rise as I start panting heavily, trying to push him off me.

"P-Please, I'm gonna..." I groan out, biting my lip and closing my eyes as Donovan doesn't stop.

"Fuck..." I hiss, as the sound of Donovan's wet mouth throating my cock sends me over the edge.

I see stars when I cum in his throat, gripping his hair tightly with my eyes clenched shut, I feel my hot release shoot down his throat with every passing second, making me moan out loudly as the sound of Donovan's satisfied moan sends shivers over my skin.

Opening my eyes, Donovan pulls back, his thumb going to the corner of his mouth as he slips the remaining cum into his mouth, his eyes never leaving mine, like a wild animal that was just fed, he smirks.

What the fuck... where the hell did he learn how to do that? And do it so well.

He just swallowed everything, without breaking a sweat, whilst I feel like I'm about to pass out from how good it felt, and how hard I came in his mouth.

Disorientated, and still riding my high, I pull up my pants and button up my jeans, my hands still shaking from the aftermath of what just happened.

"You're going to be late." Donovan says, coming closer, making my toes clench in anticipation, but he doesn't kiss me, no.. he says something that makes my heart jump.

"I'll see you at home, babe."