Eighteen

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"Kali, if we get caught, we might go to jail," Casey said while I was giving him head in one of the theater rooms. There were only two couples at the front, who were watching an old-fashioned romantic movie with us. It was wild when I had my mouth upon his dick, my cardigan over my head.

Casey moaned almost quietly, his fingers moving through my braids. He was making sure that I was partially covered with the cardigan. His manhood was very big and long so my poor mouth had to do extra work, pleasing him. I still loved it. Everything about it turned me on. Having a BWC in my mouth fascinated me. I laid my hand around the girth and stroked it for a little before placing my mouth on it again. I spat on it and went back to pleasing him. "Do you want to keep sucking it today?" He whispered.

"I can."

"Your mouth must be tired."

Before we left for the theater, I had my mouth on it. It was going to be in my mouth for the majority of the time and I loved it. I ran the tip of my tongue down his length. "It isn't tired yet."

"Kali, I think we should stop before you get caught sucking on a cream soda popsicle stick on steroids."

I fought with myself from laughing so loud. Casey was too much. "I love how yummy that popsicle is."

"Too bad, it is going back inside." Casey got it back in and zipped his zipper. It was still bulgy so I let that be and shrugged into my cardigan. A lot of women must have noticed his non-erected bulge at times. And this time it was erected which meant there was too much bulge going on.

I laid my head on his shoulder while I focused on the movie. Casey brought his hand toward my thighs, that hand moving underneath my dress. I slapped it. "Casey, that would become a bloody mess."

The love interest in the movie gave the dude a bitch slap and walked away. I was not focusing on that movie.

"The thought of stroking that bloody pussy with a finger is turning me on." He bit that rosy pink lips of his. "I was not a fan of fucking and fingering women on their periods. Lauren used to beg me for it and I always tell her that's not very ladylike. However, I can make this an exception."

"I have a tampon on."

"I can always rub your clit. It doesn't have to be messy."

"Maybe we should focus on the movie."

"Agreed."

I added one more thing. "My period will soon be gone for the month. After that, we could have lots of fun without worry."

~~~

I drew my body away from a sleeping Casey and left the bed. Staying here was luxurious. We had a huge, smart fridge and other nice household equipment. I touched the touch screen of the fridge and played some music before reaching for a bottle of wine from its fridge. After pouring me some, I placed it back in the wine cooler.

I sat on a stool next to the counter and eyed Casey's MacBook which was closed. I took a breath and opened it. It was password-protected. Everything was in this place. I closed it back and drank some more of the wine. Casey was not a careless person. His work desktop was password protected, his laptop was and his phone was like that as well. Earlier today, I found letters of his inside a locked clear box. He must have his mail delivered in a private locker room.

Casey had a briefcase with a lock on it as well. He also had an Anti-theft backpack which he used for business trips. I wasn't a theft. Malachi was and he would do anything to get richer. Most of the money Casey had given me was wired to Malachi's account. It was 10 grand so far. I told him I couldn't do much anymore.

I still received threats from him.

Malachi: Get me one of his watches.

Me: I can get you something else.

Malachi: Baby, I know he has some expensive watches sitting around. I am sure he has a Cartier, a Rolex, a Breitling, and many others.

And then he texted me again.

Malachi: I know you're dating the famous heir of a multi-billionaire. Mr. Casey Ross Friedman. Of the Friedman industries. I remembered meeting him at the mall. We had a smooth introduction. It is nice that you stole him from Alba. Must be a blast sleeping with a wealthy heir. You are one lucky bitch.

And the room was spinning like usual, making me dizzy. I didn't know what to say.

Me: Leave me alone

Malachi: I am fucking the same coochie. Why should I leave you alone? I wondered how Casey Friedman was going to feel when I tell him I had been fucking you too.

Me: You can't do this forever.

I deleted his messages like it never happened.

~~~

I slid back on the bed, next to Casey who was still sleeping soundly. Malachi finding out that I was the one dating Casey was dangerous. My relationship with Casey was going to fall apart soon. I breathed heavily, holding back the tears that wanted to fall. I looked at Casey and how adorable he looked sleeping. His tendrils were messily falling upon his forehead, his eyes closed, enjoying his sleep.

I kissed his forehead and left the bed. I packed up a few things and quietly walked out of there. Going back to my parents was what I needed. I called in a taxi and went back to the house I'd spent my entire childhood in.

"Kali, have you gotten into an argument with Casey?" My mother was wearing a robe, and her eyes looked sleepy. I woke her up and that was too bad.

"I want you to keep your mouth shut. Don't tell him I'm here. Do not open the door for him. If Rylee or anyone else gets in contact with you, tell them I left for college. I want to stay far away from him."

"This can't be good." Mom opened up the door for me and locked it. "Do you know how foolish this sounds? Your father and I saw him and thought he could be the man for you. We are not thinking of wealth. We are not that type."

"Mom I know you guys want the best for me. I'm just in some big dilemma right now and I need to be in hiding. Please hear me out."

"I hope you know what you're doing."

I rushed to my old bedroom and closed the door.

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