Daddy’s Webcam - Chapter 13

Henry twirled a piece of Britney’s hair around his finger. Sweat dripped down his body as he swiftly pulled out of her. “Was I too rough?” he looked at her guiltily.

Britney offered him a soft smile and shook her head,” no.”

Henry’s insides were eating him alive, as he rolled over slightly and laid his head on her breasts. “I’m a mess and I’m sorry.” He closed his eyes relishing in Britney soft strokes through his hair. “I keep trying to fix things, but everything just ends in pain.’ Henry placed a kiss on Britney’s breast.’ I know it was my idea but I’m regretting it. I’m trying; for her sake.”

Britney sniffled and rested her chin on his head. “I know, I know.”

“I’ve put both of you through so much.”

Henry was suddenly forced to look Britney in the eyes. “No, no. Don’t think of it like that. We have all done bad things to each other. We’re just destructive.”

Henry leaned in and kissed Britney passionately, but he couldn’t the stop the thoughts about the couple next door. The thoughts that were taunting him. The thoughts that were telling him that Sebastian was probably doing the same thing to the other girl he loved.

***

Sebastian knocked on the bathroom door, ready to kill Henry. Ready to throw a four-year friendship down the drain and all for Marlin. “Sweetheart,” he coed through the door. His hand automatically wrapped around the knob, but he withdrew it after a breath. Slow, he reminded himself. Opening this door and demanding her to speak was not slow. Clenching the muscles in his face he backed away. “How about lunch?”

Marlin stood on the other side of the door, wiping furiously as her teary eyes. She couldn’t talk about it right now. She just couldn’t. Instead she looked in the reflection of her brass mirror. She spotted a tear in the collar of her shirt and oddly took comfort in it.

Destruction could be beautiful, and she was destruction.

She heard a sigh through the door and let her hand rest on the golden globe. “I’d love lunch.”

Sebastian smiled and pressed his forehead on the door,” I know the cutest little diner we can go to.” He heard Marlin giggle and he closed his eyes in bliss.

Such a perfect sound.

Hours later they still sat in the diner, Marlin curled into Sebastian’s side. The sneaky little had a coffee in her hands with a smirk.

“I should punish you for that little trick you just pulled.” He leaned down and took a lick of her whip cream. His tongue curling to get the cream into his mouth.

Marlin blushed, the image of him between her legs popping into her mind. She didn’t like the blush that spread across her cheek, so she snappily replied,” because that worked so well last time.”

A dark chuckle left Sebastian’s lips,” yes, spanking wasn’t that much of a punishment, but I remember someone not being so pleased with orgasm deni-”

“No! No!” Marlin gasped, shooting up.

“It’s not my fault you’re weak.” Marlin realized, after it left her mouth, how bad it sounded.

“You wanna write lines too?” Sebastian raised an eyebrow at her. Smiling at how she sunk back into the cushion and his side, a perfect pout on her lips. He reacheded down and cupped her chin before bringing their lips together. “Such a cute little brat.”

Marlin whined the words going straight to her core. “Please, daddy.”

“Fuck,” he groaned reacheding down to the area between her legs, rubbing her through her jeans. “No orgasm denial and no punishment tonight. Your new to this and when I feel it is truly fair, I will begin to punish you for things like that. Understand?”

Marlin’s breath hitched as she reacheded out and gripped his shirt,” Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

Marlin’s climax was approaching, and Sebastian pressed harder down on her clit. The tension in her stomach popped, and she lurched forward to bury her face in Sebastian’s shoulder. “Yes, Daddy.”

Sebastian felt her limbs relax and he pulled out his wallet, throwing the money on the table. The green bills slid slightly as he picked Marlin up. She automatically wrapped around him and Sebastian smiled for what felt like the hundredth time around her.

“Sleep,” he whispered,” I’ll have a surprise ready when you wake up.”