1001 LOVE STORIES(book Of Oneshots)

Watching Pt. 2

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"Please, deeper." John cries and I smile moving his hand from in front of his face.

He blushes deeply gasping and moaning. No matter no how many times I saw this face it was still so sexy.

"I loved when you beg." I tell him and he only replies in deeper moans.

"I wanna cum!" He cries as I thrust deeper playing his member.

"No not yet." I tell him grabbing his leg and slamming deep into him.

"Please!" He begs and I can't help.

"Ok." I tell him and he cums and I follow.

God sex was amazing with him. Life was better.

I take off the condom and turn to him to see him still panting and I knew him like I know I do he'd be falling asleep.

I think as his eyes flutter close and his breathing drifts off.

I only laying back with thim covering him and I up pulling him into my arms.

I kiss the top of his head and he smiles.

I loved him so much. I loved everything about him.

It didn't matter if up until a few months ago I thought he was my father.

*
I woke up to my phone ringing and I grab it seeing it was mom and John was gone. Probably to work.

"Hello." I answer.

"So when were you thinking about heading back?" She says and I sigh.

"Actually mom Jo; dad said he'd get me that it's a lot easier to go to college here. Plus I'm learning Portuguese." I say.

"No. You're not staying with him. School starts in a week and I expected you to be back down here by then." She says.

"No." I tell her flatly.

"What do you mean no."

"When were you going to tell me he's been reaching out to me since when I was young. Or that every birthday, every Christmas, he was sending me gifts and you were just regifting them. Or that you were the reason he left in the first place." I say and she choakes.

"Not now. We'll talk about this when you get home. I want you home within a week." She says.

"I'm not going?" I tell her flatly before ending the call short. After all. I made a promise to stay.

I get up and go about doing my choirs. Did the laundry, the dishes, changed the sheets. Swept the floors.

Then sat down to chill in my now spare room.

I smile thinking about him.

Its weird. Which was an understatement.

I was in a relationship with my up until recent father figure.

But I liked him. He liked me. So I'm happy.

"Dillion." I open my eyes to see John and he smiles.

"How was work?" I ask pulling his head to mine and kissing him.

He only smiles that truely happy, giddy smile that makes me all fuzzy inside.

I guess i was stupid for trying to only fuck him once.

Clearly I'd only be happy with all his, body, mind and heart.

"So your mom called." He starts and I only grown.