《Step Father》|f o u r t e e n|
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Heather pov
I finally make it to the UK. I get in a cab and take it to a hotel. God i hope hes here.
I walk up the stairs and finally make it to the room.
I use the key that he sent me and open the door. I see him sitting there. He looks up and smiles. We walk to eachother meeting half way.
He grabs me and smashes his lips onto mine.
"Are they together?" He asks me.
I nod. He smiles.
"Her and Sinclair will be perfect together. Soon you can come back to me" he whispers placing his forhead on mine. I smile up at him.
"Year and years and everything is finally coming together. I thought it would never work" i say looking up at him.
He smiles down.
"It really worked. Im so happy now. Ive always wanted the best for our daughter" he smiles.
I grab lots of blankets and run downstairs with them. I almost fall about 12 times but whatever.
Sin and I were going to have a movie night. I see him setting up the movie and sitting down. I throw the blankets on him. He laughs and we start to watch the movie.
About half way through i look at Sin.
"I had a plan to get you" i say. He frowns and looks at me.
"What?"
"I was mad at my mom and made a plan to get you" i say.
He laughs. He pulls me closer.
"Well now you have me" he says and kisses my neck right on my sweet spot, so i couldnt help but to moan. I feel him tense up. I smile. I love the effect i have on him.
I push the table back and get on my knees. Sin looks suprised but he smirks and moves the blankets.
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He pulls his pants and underwear down. I grab him.and immediatly put him in my mouth.
He groans out. I smile and start working my magic.
He moves around wanting me to go faster, but i stick to a steady pace.
"Oh god. kota ur killing me" he says his head rolls back and he moans.
His body starts to twitch and i know he is close.
"Kootaa" he moans and right when he is about to realease i stop and throw the covers back on him.
His head snaps up.
I quickly stand up and run as fast as i can.
"KOTA!!!" i hear him yell as i run to safty.
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ပ်င္းပါတယ္ဆို ဒီ system ကငါ့ကို နွိပ္စက္ေနတာဘဲ!ပျင်းပါတယ်ဆို ဒီ system ကငါ့ကို နှိပ်စက်နေတာဘဲ!*Owncreation**Not Myanmartranslation*Start Date_21.3.2020.
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