ALWAYS BEEN THERE: A Lloyd Hansen Story

chapter eighteen*

"Fuck Lloyd no.." I whispered as his hands moved in my pants.

Lloyd chuckled as he looked out the hallway. The mansion was bustling, but he had taken me to a secret hallway.

"Just stay quiet." He whispered. I gave him a dark stare.

"This is not the time..." I whispered as he rubbed my clit. He smirked and kissed my neck. I sighed, arching my back. I bit his shoulder, making him sigh. He pushed the linen closet door open, making me almost fall. He pressed me against the wall and closed the door.

"Lloyd James!" I whisper screamed. He smirked.

"Just relax. No one will know."

"Okay okay stop..."

He stopped, looking at me.

"What's wrong?" He asked. 

"It's two in the afternoon. I'm supposed to be working."

"It's okay.." he said. "You technically work for me."

I sighed and gave him a look. He smirked and carefully got his hand out from my jeans. I zipped them back up, flustered.

"Are you okay?" He asked. I smoothed down my hair.

"No. I couldn't sleep and I'm stressed and tired and I think you've forgotten something and everybody has and I'm really mad about that and-"

"Has no one wished you a happy birthday?"

"You havent! I don't care about anyone else."

"Did you not see your room this morning? I decorated!"

"What? No I slept in your room and then just threw on clothes..."

"No one else has wished you a happy birthday? Cammie I got you gifts upstairs. I thought it would be cute."

"Well...thank you. I'm sorry I didn't see it. I just have been really stressed with..."

"I know. With everything I know."

"Go upstairs and see your gifts." He said. I sighed.

"I didn't want gifts I just thought that you forgot."

"I have gotten you a gift every year since we were ten."

"Well you skipped a few." I whispered.

"Don't bring it up. I thought you saw the..so that's why I bought you....this is why I was- god just go upstairs and see." He said.

"So there was a reason why you were fingering me?"

"Yes." He said.

I smirked. "Okay..well. I'm sorry for stopping you."

"It's okay." He said and smiled. "Happy birthday beautiful."

I smiled. "Thank you."

"And sweetheart you are getting the sex of your life tonight."

I rolled my eyes. "You're giving me dirty, slutty birthday sex?"

"See now that's been a tradition from ages seventeen to twenty one."

"Good god." I said and laughed. "Good times."

"Very good times."

"Love you." He whispered.

"Love you too."

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Lloyd had gotten me lingerie, new jewelry, and a bunch of candy. He had decorated my room.