Home Life (Chloe PoV)

A/N: Resuming after a few months break. I had eighteen unreleased chapters before the break and they take the story down a darker path. After some internal debate on whether I should scrap them and keep things lighter, I am going to try to pick up from where I have left off. Hopefully the transition from what was previously written and what is new isn't noticeable.

“Welcome back!” I felt my back tense at the sound of my mother’s bubbly voice. My eyes quickly scanned the living room and found it empty. Without thinking, I let out a sigh. “Leon was called into work. He should be back soon though!”

I **** a smile. “That so.” She genuinely thought I was looking for him because I missed him. I tried not to hate her. None of this was her fault, but it was hard to forgive her when she was on his side. I didn’t say anything more, ignoring her questions as I went to my room. Once more, I locked myself in and took a few breaths to relax.

Inside my closet, I looked at the small fireproof safe that my father had bought a long time ago. Going through the motions, I opened it. The artwork and other precious childhood things I’d once stored in there were long gone. Inside was a wall of green with bills neatly stacked and organized. I didn’t know how much I had stored there anymore. It got too depressing to keep track.

Closing the door, I made sure it was secured before stacking things in front of it again. It was a good reminder when I was like this that I could leave at any time. I just stuff the cash in a bag and never look back. I don’t know why I was feeling so spooked now. Natalie’s sudden reaction had baffled me and Jake wasn’t saying much. With all the good things happening, it made me forget that nothing was forever. Good things eventually came to an end and I needed to be ready.

After all, this wouldn’t be the first time life tripped me up when things were going well.

My phone vibrated. Alexis was finally getting back to me.

>Sorry about that.

>Natalie okay?

I sat on my bed, waiting for her to respond.

>A-OK! Just feeling a bit sick

Tension left my shoulders as I read that. Good. The way she ran off had freaked me out. Things were going so well. It was a shame she got sick.

>Hopefully she feels better soon. We should do this again though. Super fun

>For sure! I’ll tell her you are wishing her well

A devil-face emoji followed with her next text.

>Things were just getting good too

Even when she wasn’t here she could get me to blush.

Setting my phone aside, I grabbed the book I was reading and tried to read. My mind kept drifting away from the words on the page. Jake was pretty forward today. A groan escaped me as I plopped my head down on the pillow. Even now I could feel my cheeks heating as the memory replayed again and again. He just out and said it! I know we weren’t exactly quiet when it came to sex, but saying that without even the slightest hesitation… Alexis didn’t help either. I was happy she was getting more comfortable letting out her true self around me, but I was still getting used to all this. Still, Jake tonight was… Different. Alexis had brought that side of him out—and Natalie too. It wasn’t anything bad. Far from it. I wanted Jake to be more physical. He was even trying to tease me—and doing a damn good job of it.

I just wish it hadn’t required Alexis to set the flirty mood.

Then there was him spilling the problems we were having in bed to people I was still getting to know. Not that they were huge problems or anything, but I wish he had been a bit more discrete. Thinking about it made a lead weight settle in my stomach because it was me causing the problems there. Jake’s performance in bed wasn’t the cause of our issues, but my Gift. I knew he craved the physical intimacy of making love. Better yet, he seemed to enjoy going down on me—which was amazing. Yet my Gift ruined those things for him. Beyond him passing out every time we made love, he was always exhausted when he woke up and moved like he was in pain. It upset me that he wasn’t opening up whenever I asked him about it. He just gave me that fake smile of his and said he was fine.

Rolling onto my back, I stared up at the ceiling. The only thing that worked was when we were just fucking. God, that was so good. I loved it and was hands-down the best sex I’ve ever had. I knew he wasn’t into it as much as I was though. That he would rather put himself through the exhaustion of oral sex or making love showed how little he thought of just losing ourselves in pleasure.

It sucked because I liked that. Sex without my Gift was great, but it did make a great thing even better. Maybe I would have liked the other stuff more if it didn’t impact him like it did.

I really hoped Natalie was okay. She was so nice and mature but in a serious way. Sophie was mature in a way that made her wise and observant, but still relaxed and flexible. Natalie gave off the vibe of someone maintaining an iron grip because she was afraid of letting go. Funny considering the personality of her sister. I could only imagine the sibling dynamic there. They must have had some epic fights.

Heavy footsteps in the hall caused my breath to catch as I froze.

Keep going. Keep going. Keep going.

A pause. My head was swimming from lack of air but I didn’t dare breathe.

A single knock caused my body to jerk. “Chloe?”

I said nothing, squeezing my eyes closed. If I stayed silent, maybe he would leave me alone.

I just needed to stay silent.

“Are you in there?”

A pause. My lungs were on fire.

“Answer me.”

“Yes,” I answered air flowing into my lungs as I gasped. I mouthed a curse as I clutched my pillow tightly. The door handle turned and I heard the thump of the door against the locks.

There was a heavy sigh, one filled with disappointment. “Locking your door again? Come now. I thought we were past this.”

“I’m not feeling well,” I lied.

“Unlock the door, Chloe.”

Climbing out of bed, I moved over to the door. I unlatched the first one and paused with my hand on the second as I noticed it shaking. Odd. Shaking my head, I quickly unlocked that one as well. I jumped back as the door opened. My eyes fell to the floor as Leon took a step into my room.

“You know I don’t like locked doors in my house.”

“S-sorry.”

He took a step closer. I could see his shoes at the top of my vision.

“I thought you were going to hang out with your friends tonight.”

“I did. O-one of them wasn’t feeling well so we called it a night early.”

His hand rested against my shoulder. “Sorry to hear that.” My pulse was racing as I felt him give what was supposed to be a comforting squeeze. “You’ve been spending quite a lot of time out of the house lately.” His hand reached out, fingers pressing against the bottom of my chin before gently raising it so that I was **** to look at him. “Look at me. Your mother and I have been worried.”

Liar. He didn’t give a shit about either of us. “I study with Jake after school. I told you that.”

There was a long pause as he looked at me. A part of me wanted to look away, but I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction. Even though my body was quivering, I would meet his gaze and show him I wasn’t afraid of him.

“Studying,” he said, disdain dripping from the word.

“W-we have. My grades have improved! I’m getting A’s in—”

“Is that why you stay out overnight? To study?” My breath caught. I had no answer for that and he knew it. He leaned forward so that his mouth was near my ear. “You’ve been fucking him, haven’t you?”

Terror gripped me as I took a step back. “That is none of your—”

“I’m your father. Of course it’s my business,” he said, straightening to his full height.

“You are not my father.”

The side of his mouth twitched upwards in a half-grin. “Maybe you’re right. You do like to call me another name, don’t you?”

“No,” I said taking another step back. There wasn’t much room left to run. Not that I could run. Not from him. “Please.”

He reached out. “Come here.” I walked the few steps toward him as he wrapped his arms around me. “Don’t cry,” he whispered, resting his head atop mine. I didn’t even realize I had been crying. A tear or two at least. He took a deep breath, his hand running through my hair.

“Did he fuck you tonight?” he whispered.

“Please,” I begged in barely a whimper.

“Answer me, Chloe.”

“No.”

“Are you lying to me? You know I don’t like lies.”

“I’m not.”

“But you wanted him to.”

My eyes squeezed closed. I knew this wasn’t right. I often had this feeling around him, but never before had it been so clear. Something was wrong. With me. With what was happening. It was wrong, but… I remembered Jake’s touch. His whispered promise. How it made me feel. What it made me want to do. “I did.”

“My poor baby girl,” he said, holding me tightly as he ran his hand along my back. He continued to breathe me in, kissing the top of my head. “I’m sorry to hear that.” Leon released me from his hug, holding me at arm's length as he looked me in the eye. “A sexual creature like you should never go without release.” His hands trailed down my arms as his eyes fell from my face to run down my body. “Perhaps you should let me help you—”

“No.” I stepped back out of his reach. It happened so fast, I don’t think I’d even thought about it. He was as surprised as I was, standing there with his mouth slightly open. I looked away, crossing my arm over my chest. “I don’t want—”

“I don’t mind. I want to help you.”

Another step back. “I… I don’t want your help.” My eyes darted over to see his reaction. He was frowning. It seemed he was confused about something. “Please,” I croaked, voice cracking. I sounded ****. “I just want to be left alone.”

“No, you don’t.” I looked up at the tonal shift. His voice had lost the gentle and kindly nature. It was firm and commanding now. “You want me to help you. No need to be embarrassed about it.”

I had trouble meeting his eye, face heating. “But…I… I don’t want to trouble you.”

His hands were back against my arms, a kind smile on his face. “You know this is no trouble for me.” His hand tipped back my chin so I was looking up at him. “I want to help you, Chloe.”

“R-really?” I asked, voice quivering.

He smiled as he leaned in, voice a whisper. “I want you to enjoy… this…” Our lips touched and my mouth opened to him. I melted into him, enjoying the touch of his hands as they ran over me. Leon was right. I needed this. I hadn’t realized how horny Jake had made me until now. God, I was lucky Leon was here to here to help me. I felt bad burdening him with my needs, but I needed release.

Leon had experience that only came from age. His skillful hands found a way to get most of my clothes off without breaking the heated kisses we were exchanging. It was nice having my passion met with equal measure.

Hoisting me into the air, he dumped me back onto the bed. I smiled in anticipation as he quickly worked at the belt around his waist. Once his pants were free, he moved toward me. I spread my legs, opening my arms to welcome him. I groaned in pleasure as I felt him enter me.

“Chloe,” he gasped, thrusting his hips against me. Together, we grunted and groaned, enjoying the pleasure we gave each other. He said my name again. Over and over as he slammed against me. Pressing his weight against me, he kissed me. My arms wrapped around his neck, holding him close as I matched the intensity of his passion. Pulling away, we stared at each other as I moaned over and over.

It was incredible how good Leon was at this and I was thankful he was so willing to help.

He slowed and paused for a moment. I let out a whine as he pulled away from me. The distance didn’t last long as he shifted position. Pulling me towards the edge of the bed, he hooked my legs with his arms and brought me closer. I found my legs over his shoulder as he pressed forward. A sharp cry left me as he drove himself into me.

“So deep,” I groaned, head falling back. Wet smacking noises filled the room as he drilled deeper and deeper inside me. I cried out his name, begging him to fuck me. Looking up, I found a wild look in his eye, face red as he put everything he had into driving that wonderful dick of his into me. He was trying so hard, all to help me.

“You like this, don’t you?” he grunted.

“Yes,” I moaned.

“Yes…?”

“Yes, Daddy!” I saw the effect it had on him. If he was trying so hard to help me, it was only fair I made this as enjoyable for him as he was making it for me. “Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me with that big dick of yours!”

It made me feel better knowing he enjoyed that. “Chloe. My Chloe,” he grunted. I was doing my best to help him, bucking my hips in time with his thrusts. “My beautiful whore. You like my dick, don’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy. I love your hard dick.” I was panting, **** for breath.

He groaned loudly, eyes wide as he stared down at me. “It’s not just my dick either, is it?”

“No, Daddy!”

“You fucking whore. God damn fucking slut. You’ll fuck anyone with a dick, won’t you?” I cried out as pleasure filled me. I was close. So close. “You tempt me with that fucking body of yours.”

“Daddy!”

“Tease me with that fuckable body. Tease me by sharing it with all those other boys knowing how that makes me feel.”

I was only half listening. The more important thing was the orgasm ripping through my body.

He was gasping for air, a miserable look on his face. I felt horrible, cumming before him after all he had done for me. “Goddamn whore! You know how much I love you, yet you still—” A gasp. “You still spread your legs for other men. Enjoy taking all those other cocks!”

I cried out as a new, more powerful orgasm hit me. A final thrust drove his cock deep as he pumped his seed as deeply as he could reach. Letting my legs fall to the side, my body quivered as I grinned happily.

Wow. Just what I needed.

“What is this!?” My head lulled to the side as I saw the shocked look of my mother standing at the door. “Leon!” Anger swirled as she marched towards him. Wrapping her arms around him, she planted a kiss on his lips. “You didn’t tell me you were home,” she pouted.

Chuckling, he wiped the sweat from his brow. “Sorry, Love. Just wanted to see how Chloe was doing.”

Mom looked down to where he still had his dick buried inside me. A smile warmed her face before she gave him a peck on the cheek. “I’m so glad you two are getting along.”

“Thanks to you,” he said, pulling her into a kiss. I watched the two make out, head spinning as I tried to catch my breath.

“My turn next?” she asked hopefully.

He said nothing. A sigh escaped me as he pulled out. For a moment, I felt empty.

“As much as I would like that, Love, I feel as though Chloe and I haven’t had a lot of father-daughter bonding lately.” His head turned towards me, a grin on his face. “And I would hate it if she thought I wasn’t paying proper attention to her needs.”

Did that mean he was going to fuck me again? A smile formed over my face. Good. I had no idea why I was so horny right now. I was so lucky I had a great dad who was willing to help me.

Even if I was a whore.

“M-maybe I can join you two?” Mom asked, a **** plea in her voice. Her hands ran along the bare chest of her husband.

Pushing myself to a sitting position, I reached out and took his hand. If mom joined us… what about me?

He sighed, chuckling to himself. “What am I going to do with you two?” A grin formed as he looked over to me. “What do you say, baby girl? Want to help your mom out while I take care of you?”

“I…” Frowning, I shook my head.

“You should help your mom out,” he said, annoyance in his voice. “She’s done so much for you, don’t you think it would be rude not to help her out?”

“Y-your right,” I said as I looked over to Mom. I gave her a shy smile as she undressed. It had been a while since the two of us had done this and I felt my heart racing as she crawled into bed with me. She ran her hands over my cheeks, a loving expression on her face before she kissed me. Separating, we both had smiles on our faces.

With some shifting, I leaned back against mom as she spread my legs open. White cum ran from where he had finished moments ago. Seeing it, she reached down and scooped it up with her fingers before pushing it back inside me.

“Don’t waste your father’s precious seed. It’s not polite.”

She kissed the top of my head, Leon standing at the edge of the bed as he watched the two of us. My heart fluttered as my eyes fell on his dick. Even after cumming, he was still hard. It was amazing how far he would go to help me.

“Make sure he feels good,” she whispered fingers still working his seed inside me.

“I know.”

Her other hand ran along my stomach before gently playing with a boob. “I’ll make sure you feel good too…” Looking over at her husband, she nodded and moved her hand away.

Leon had the biggest smile as he moved towards his prize.

My eyes went wide, head tipping back to look at Mom as he entered me again.

“Remember, Chloe,” he said as he rocked his hips against mine. “This is our little secret… And secrets are only secrets if you tell no one…”