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I’ve spoken more to you via these few messages than I have to anyone my entire adult life. And I’ve been watching you this whole time. Can’t seem to help myself. I’m as captivated by you as everyone else is.
That makes me really sad.
Daddy Hatchet
I don’t need your pity.
It’s not pity, it’s compassion.
Daddy Hatchet
I thought we were monsters. Monsters don’t have compassion.
No, they don’t show compassion. There’s a difference.
Daddy Hatchet
So what’s bothering you, treacle?
Treacle? Ha! I’m anything but sweet.
Daddy Hatchet
I disagree. Your scent is burnished into my soul, it’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever smelt and still not had the pleasure of tasting. Every night I dream of it, of you, of driving that needle through your pretty little clit, and it’s getting harder and harder to ignore.
My cheeks blaze.I wasn’t expecting that. Especially not from him. What do I even say in response? For once I’m floored. I have no witty comeback, no flirty, teasing retort. I’m staring, with my mouth gaping open, at my phone, wondering how on earth to flip the power back to me. But I’ve got nothing.
You want to taste me?
His response isinstantaneous and direct.
Daddy Hatchet
More than anything.
My core pulsesat his words and my fingers itch to saywell, come taste me thenbut something stops me. His second message comes through and distracts me from replying.
Daddy Hatchet
But that can wait. Right now, I want to know what’s wrong with you.
What makes you think there’s something wrong?
Daddy Hatchet
No one’s seen you in a couple of days. Are you hiding from us again?
I wasn’t hiding, I was recovering from Hell Week. Weren’t we all?
Daddy Hatchet
Wasn’t on about that time, Roadrunner. Besides, that was ages ago, and you’ve been seen since Hell Week, so what’s with the disappearing act all of a sudden?
I don’t know what you mean.
Daddy Hatchet
Of course you don’t, Kayla.
