You belong to me

Tati tried calling Ivy several times from downstairs but got no response.

"Ivy, hurry up or you'll be late for class," Tati said.

My mom's name is Tati. She is a house-wife. But sometimes she goes to the office to help my dad. I'm her bad daughter who doesn't know how to behave and is unconcerned about her academics. She scolds me, certainly, but she still loves me.

"Hey, go upstairs and check your Ivy ma'am. I'm sure this girl will be late for her first class," Tati murmured quietly.

The maid walked over to Ivy's room with a nod.

[In Ivy's room]

"Ivy ma'am," said the maid. Ivy's room's door had been partly open. When the maid entered her room, she noticed some strange noises coming from the bathroom. She mumbled, "What's wrong with Ma'am?" as she called her again, "Ivy ma'am."

"Ahhh!"

"What's the matter? Who's that?" I asked as I stopped rubbing and cleared my throat.

She swallowed her saliva and muttered, "It's me, Ma'am. Sir has summoned you to eat breakfast. " I rinsed and combed my hair. "Can't you knock on the door?" I asked angrily as I opened the door.

She replied, "Sorry ma'am, the door was slightly open."

Oh, my God! Didn't I lock the door? It would be terribly humiliating if Mom or Dad appeared. OK, next time knock it first, "I murmured, frowning at her.

I went down swiftly. "Good morning, everyone," I said cheerfully.

Mr. Franklin answered Ivy, "Good morning, sweetie."

It's my father who knows how to treat me well. His princess is me. He isn't like my mother; he never chastises me like she does.

"Why are you so late? You don't have to go to college, do you? ", Mom asked. I rolled my eyes and said, "Yes, I will."

"Your mother was complaining about you last night, dear," Dad added. "For what?" I asked, although I already knew. I looked at my mother. "Your result?" he said. I raised my brows and responded, "It's really excellent, dad." Dad answered, "No, honey, it's not good." "You must now put in a lot of effort. This is your final semester, "he said.

"Dad," I said, a sad expression on my face. "Dad, did you see your son's result?" I said, frowning.

"Why me, sis?" questioned Jack.

Now, let's meet Jack. My younger brother, who knows how to annoy me. But he also helps me on occasion. I can't deny it.

"I am far better than you. I'm the best," he said. I glared fiercely at him. "Okay, that's OK. I'm leaving right now. I'm the worst in this group, "I said. "Listen to me, baby," my dad said.

I winked at him and walked away to college. Tati said, "Did you see her?"

Mr. Franklin remarked, "Relax, Tati, she's a kid."

"No, she isn't. Franklin, she's 19 now,” responded Tati. "Now, honey, please stop. I'll talk to her at night," Franklin said.

[At college]

'F*ck! I'm running late once more. Today, that bald professor is not going to let me in,' I thought to myself.

I was rushing into the classroom. But then someone grabbed her hand and dragged her inside a room.

"What?" I was going to scream, but he covered my mouth with his hand. I tried to speak, "Um." He moved his hand and grinned. "You?" I said. "Baby girl," Joe said.

It's Joe, by the way. One of my admirers is a college hunk.He is currently 20 years old and stands at a height of 6'1".

As he gripped my butt, I gently hit his chest. "What are you up to?" I asked. "Love, what am I doing?" he asked. "You're messing with my-," I smirked, biting my bottom lip. "Playing with what?" he said, slapping my buttock. "Ah! "Now, Joe, please let me go," I pleaded.

"Then why are you wearing such a short skirt?" he said.

"Because I'm going out with Liam," I wrapped my hand around his neck and murmured.

"What"? He asked, frowning.

"Yes, darling, it's our date," I said.

"How about me?" he asked. I touched him on the lips but didn't kiss him and said, "You're late."

"It's unfair," he remarked.

"Liam won't allow it, babe," I said.

"Since he's not your boyfriend, then who is he to decide?" asked Joe.

I said, "He wants to spend some quality time with me."

"I'd want that as well," Joe said.

I giggled at his reaction and said, "Are you jealous, babe?"

"What happens if that's the case? What are your plans?" he asked.

I slid my hand down and gently stroked his lower part. Joe drew his eyelids closed. This is one of my favorite ways to tease him. "I'll calm you down, my little baby," I whispered sweetly in his ear.

"You are being naughty and dominating day by day," Joe stated as he opened his eyes.

"Because I have two babies to calm down. They torment me in my dreams every night, "I said.

I was unzipping his chain and looked at him with temptation. Above his boxer, I touched his bugle.

He quietly said my name, "Ivy."

"What will my boy do now?" I whispered in his ear.

Joe unfastened my hair all of a sudden. "When your hair is open, you seem more seductive," Joe remarked. I shoved him against the wall. "Then Joe, I'd want to do something more enticing," I said.

He nodded and added, "I'm looking forward to seeing it."

I got down on my knees in front of him. I'm sure he's already in a dilemma. Meanwhile, I dragged down his boxer. A massive dong is poking up. Oh, my poor boy, why were you suppressing your emotions? I bit my lower lip when I saw him.

I'm not sure why I simply want to s*ck it till its juice fills my mouth. I was about to kiss it, but the bell sounded. Joe swore, "F*ck!"

I had to hold my tongue to keep from smiling when I saw him in this state.

This is how boys are all the time and it's a lot of fun to play with them.

Continue..

Joe swore, "Fuck!" I had to hold my tongue to keep from smiling when I saw him in this state. We fixed our dresses, and I was going to tie my hair. Joe hugged me from behind.

"It is unnecessary to tie it. It is more suitable for you," Joe stated. I smiled and turned my gaze to him, holding his arm in mine. "Okay, I won't. Let's go. If Liam finds us here, he'll be mad," I said.

"Why is this so? I know you give him time as well. What's bad about spending some time together?" he said.

"All right, I get it now," I murmured. I went out of the room with Joe. Liam and Zelda were talking.

Joe said softly in my ear, "Isn't there something fishy about this? Isn't she your friend?"

"Keep your mouth shut. She is, but she isn't my best friend." I stated.