Let’s Play Pretend – Fake Relationship Anti-Hero Read Online Dani Wyatt

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 52538 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 210(@250wpm)___ 175(@300wpm)
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Dietrich offers me his hand, as we reach the gazebo next to the lake. I let him steady me as I step up onto the wooden structure. His hands loop around my waist as he spins me to face him. And when he pulls me close, I feel the thick erection throbbing against my hip as we start to sway to the music wafting out of the estate.

A smattering of other guests walk the grounds as well, darting glances our way, but none seem intent on joining us. Thank God.

I melt against Dietrich and follow his lead without question.

The way he’s staring into my eyes makes me question everything I’ve ever known about men, courting and love. All my life, with no better example than my own parents, I thought relationships were just hard work with no reward. They take blood, sweat, and tears to even look like they’re functioning properly. Even on your best day, they can find ways to make you want to choke the life out of them.

And yet, in the reflections of Dietrich’s eyes, I know with him it would be as easy as breathing.

Hold onto yourself there, Hannah. Remember you are both acting and you are getting lost in it all.

A fly buzzes around Dietrich’s head and his demeanor turns hard as one of his hands darts out, grabbing the fly then smashing it against one of the wooden posts. “Sorry, I hate flies.”

“I see. Anything about them in particular? They’re annoying but you seem to have a particular vengeance when it comes to them.”

“It’s nothing. Ugly past memory.”

There’s a ripple in his cool mask and suddenly I see him as a little boy. He’s got a past and I’m betting there’s a whole lotta darkness there.

“I’d like to know. It’s okay for Daddies to tell things too. It might help.”

He holds me against him taking a long breath as his cheek rests against the side of my head. After a long moment, he starts in a low voice next to my ear, “When I was young, my neighbor had a dog. Just a mutt he kept tied out on a line in the back yard. I used to feed it my dinner scraps. Make sure it had water. Played with him through the fence. The neighbor didn’t take care of him. So one night, I decided I was going to get him out of there. Where I was going to take him, I wasn’t sure, but I knew I couldn’t listen to him yelp and scream when he was being pummeled by my piece of shit neighbor. I waited until late one night then snuck into the yard under the fence. Normally the dog was right there, wagging his tail and jumping up when he saw me. Not this night. I followed the flies to his doghouse. I was too late.”

“Jesus. That’s horrible. I’m so sorry.”

He nods, straightening his spine. “His owner was sorry too once I got ahold of him. But, that’s a story for another time baby. I don’t want to ruin the night.” His body softens as the music reaches a crescendo as our bodies sway to the beat of the distant music, but with each measure we press tighter into one another. I can feel his erection pressing into my hip, and he allows a hand to drift between us, pinching one of my nipples through the dress.

I flinch and gasp.

I’m soaking wet, and the object in my ass has me constantly on the edge of orgasm. As the pace of the music speeds, we are practically dry humping instead of dancing, the scent of his cologne and the hint of alcohol on his warm breath intoxicating to the point where I’m willing to do anything he asks.

I feel every micro-inch of his hardness as we move together. It’s a lead pipe rasping against me as our bodies finish moving to the end of the song.

Before the next one can start, Dietrich’s soft touch turns hard as he presses me against the railing of the gazebo, knocking the air from my lungs.

“Grab the railing and be still.”

I draw an open-mouthed breath, gripping the wooden surround as I face the enchanting glow of lanterns floating on the lake.

A shiver rolls through my body as the fabric of my dress slides up the backs of my legs until cool air dimples the flesh on my bare butt and I hiss and wince when Dietrich gives the plug in my ass another pump full of air.

“Oww.” I say, turning to give him a pout. “It’s getting pretty big.”

I whimper, glancing around, wondering if anyone can see the bare flesh of the back of my body in the dusky light.

“Everything I do has a purpose, you need to remember that,” he murmurs.

I wriggle backward, taunting him. “And, what would be the purpose of an inflatable butt plug at a party, Daddy? It’s not like anyone else would know you’re controlling me with a pump of air inside my rear end.”


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