The oh-so familiar sounds of lovemaking woke Liane up from her peaceful slumber. She tried to bury her head between the pillows but it was no use. It seemed the screams got louder. Liane was annoyed and about to give the participants a piece of her mind until she realized where she was. It was going to be something she was going have to get used to if she wanted a chance to bring Jackson down.
She slept in a guest room the night before and learned it was merely protocol, not preference, that she did. That was good. She needed some alone time to figure out her thoughts and plan of action.
It was by chance – or maybe it was luck – that the room she stayed in was also Angela’s. While the other girls’ rooms were full of opulence and extravagance from the Chanel jewelry, Burberry handbags, and Balenciaga clothing, Angela’s was bare bones. In fact, if Liane had to guess, Angela probably shopped at a discount store in the mall.
She spent quite a bit of time snooping around Angela’s possessions, hoping she could scope out a little more about the mysterious woman that captured her friend’s heart. As suspected, Angela was a quiet and kept woman. She had a few fancy trinkets but she not too many. She had three pairs of shoes – flats, sneakers, and high heels. She had exactly 14 pairs of bras and panties, all matching. She had some clothing but Liane could tell, Angela didn’t shop much and anything that was purchased was under Jackson’s influence and not her own.
As Liane stood in Angela’s room, she came to one solid conclusion – Angela didn’t have much because she didn’t want to. It was almost as if Angela waited for the day when she would literally leave with the clothing on her back and that was it. She never intended to stay with Jackson forever. She was simply biding her time.
“Fuck yes, Daddy!”
Layla’s moans distracted Liane and she decided to head outside by the pool. Maybe by then, they would be done. As she made her way to the living room, she noticed the moaning becoming louder and louder. When she arrived to the living room, she was greeted by live porn starring Layla and Jackson by the pool.
Liane was mesmerized by Jackson. She felt his energy through the glass doors and felt her breathing almost slow down to a halt. The way he commanded Layla as she rode him, occasionally slapping her ass. Although she was on top, Jackson set the tone and pace – sometimes Layla moved fast on him, sometimes she rocked a slow tempo. Liane couldn’t hear what Jackson said to Layla but her imagination went into overdrive.
She was about to look away when Jackson caught her staring at them. He smiled at her and commanded Layla to ride him faster, while he stared into Liane’s soul. Liane’s eyes glanced back and forth from Jackson’s cock then to his eyes and she began to felt uneasy. She understood for the first time the intense power Jackson had over the girls at his home. All he had to do was look at them, and they did whatever he wanted, how he wanted, and when he wanted. He probably didn’t have to say a word.
Layla climaxed a short time later and collapsed on top of Jackson. He thrust inside her a few more times before he pulled out and shot his seed all over Layla’s ass.
Jackson smiled at Liane, who shifted uncomfortably in her stance. She folded her arms over her chest and sighed. He was already playing mind games with her. Now it was her turn.
Daddy’s Angel II will be out on the week of June 15th.