Just a bit twisted

It turns out that kissing isn't something that can be done just once.Rutledge seemed to feel that as long as he set a precedent, he would have the right to stick his tongue into Sean's mouth whenever he got excited—and he seemed to be still getting excited.

As a result, Sean spent a lot of time sitting on Rutledge's lap while Rutledge touched his ass with his tongue while touching his mouth.The latter behavior made him a little uncomfortable, but Rutledge didn't seem to want to go any further.Sean reckoned that the other party just couldn't help it, so he didn't raise any objections.

Normally, after a solid mouth kiss for 10 minutes or so, Rutledge would order him to blowjob him, but today he was very methodical, kissing him over and over, deep and moving He was so angry that he kissed Sean almost out of breath.The feeling that he once had, as if he was completely overwhelmed, reappeared, and Sean found himself out of breath, and even screamed—he didn't even know how it all happened.It was overwhelming.He wasn't sure if he liked the feeling - the feeling of being completely overwhelmed - or hated it.

Finally, Rutledge ended the kiss, but instead of ordering him to give him a blowjob as usual, he turned and kissed Sean's neck.

"Well, I'm pretty sure that's not part of our deal," Sean said.

Rutledge ignored him, needless to say.

Sean rolled his eyes.After this incident started, he realized that Rutledge was quite restrained in class, and his...personality was not fully revealed at all.Rutledge let loose when no one else was around: he was a dominator through and through.Everything had to go the way Rutledge had in mind.

Sean's mind was jerked back to the present as Rutledge reached under his shirt to caress his bare back.

"Are you crossing the line with that, man," Sean muttered, though honestly he didn't find Rutledge's behavior all that bothering.He thought to himself, should he feel a little disgusted.

It wasn't the first time Sean realized that he wasn't as flustered as he thought he was about making out with this man.But then again, he's been mouthing this man's cock every day during this time, and it's no big deal now that this level of hands and feet is okay.

Rutledge continued his attack, nibbling at his neck. "Get my dick out and give me a handjob."

Before Sean could do it, Rutledge's phone vibrated on the desk.

Rutledge cursed through gritted teeth, lifted his face from Sean's neck, and reached for his phone.

"What's the matter?" He answered the call without looking at the caller ID.

Sean watched with interest as Rutledge's face transformed into a stone mask.Whatever the caller had said to him, it was certainly not something he would have liked to hear, because the tone of his ensuing tone was grim. "I'm not interested, Vivian." There was a pause. "I don't care what he wants. Take it easy. I'm not coming."

His curiosity piqued, Sean moved closer to the phone, trying to eavesdrop on what she was saying.

"...Father is very ill, Drake," said the woman, Vivienne. "I swear I'm not lying. He won't admit it, but I know he wants to see you while he's—he's... please. For my sake."

Rutledge clenched his jaw. "I'm not going to do what he thinks of me. I'm not going to marry that silly girl."

"Amanda is a good girl," Vivian said. "Yeah, her dad was friends with our dad, but she's not like her dad. She's kind and—"

"Vivian," Rutledge interrupted, keeping his eyes on the desk. "Did you forget something. I'm not interested in women. Even if I were, I would never marry a woman he chose for me."

Vivian sighed. "You go home this weekend. That's all I ask of you."

Rutledge pinched the bridge of his nose. "Okay," he gritted his teeth, then hung up the phone abruptly and threw the phone on the desk.

"Your sister?" Sean said.He felt that Rutledge might not be in the mood to have fun, so he slipped down from the opponent's lap, but Rutledge grabbed him and pulled him over to kiss him.

The kiss was vicious and forceful, and punishing.Then it ended as abruptly as it had begun.

Rutledge grabbed his chin and stared at him, still angry, "You come with me."

Sean gave a dry laugh. "Really? Thank you so much for letting me know."

"I'll give you the money," Rutledge said, completely dismissing his reaction. "I'll give you another 3000 yuan to accompany me this weekend."

Sean glared at him. "Don't be serious. Are you willing to give me 3000 yuan just to annoy your father?"

The glare Rutledge had given him a few weeks ago would have scared him away. "You don't have to worry about that." He glanced at his watch. "It's almost two o'clock. Go home and pack for the weekend. I'll pick you up in two hours."

Sean put his hands on Rutledge's shoulders. "Whoa, wait hey. I'm not going anywhere. I'm serious. I'm not going."

Rutledge gave him an annoyed look. "why not?"

Sean hesitated. "I have two little sisters. They just turned four. I can't leave them this weekend. There's no one to be with them."

Sean couldn't figure out the look on Rutledge's face. "Find them a babysitter. I'll pay for it."

Sean rolled his eyes and jumped away from his lap. "That's how you deal with everything? You can't buy everything, you know. I wouldn't leave the kids with someone they don't know. The nanny who usually takes care of them is off on weekends .”

Rutledge let out a long sigh, twitched his eyebrows slightly, and curled his lips in displeasure. "Okay. Take the two little devils with you."

Sean stopped walking and turned to face him. "I don't think that's a good idea. They get nervous with strangers, and you...just say, you're like you again."

A wry smile appeared on Rutledge's face. "Contrary to most people's impression, I don't eat a baby for breakfast." He stood up and walked towards Sean. "You come with me," he said, stopping in front of him. "I don't care what you do with the child, but you will definitely go with me."

Before Sean could speak, Rutledge grabbed him by the collar, pulled him over and kissed him.

It took several minutes for Rutledge to let him go to catch his breath, and Sean found his fingers were gripping Rutledge's shirt.

"Oh," he said, a little dazed.

Rutledge pushed him toward the door. "I'll meet you in two hours. I know where you live."

"Oh," Sean said again, and left, more than a little confused and flustered.