Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 276(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 276(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
“Good girl,” he told me again in that sweet tone that seemed to turn me on so much.
And then he grabbed my hips and turned me around on his lap until I was ass up.
“Levi!” I cried out.
“Ah-ah,” he scolded me, his palm landing on my exposed ass cheek with a loud slap. “I told you to address me properly.”
I fought the tears prickling my eyes. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of crying in front of him. I would fight them for as long as I had to, but by the time the second slap landed on my ass, I wasn’t so sure anymore. I bit my lip to stop myself from crying out.
“Look at you,” Levi said, sounding mesmerized. “You’re fucking creaming my lap, baby girl.”
I whined, and wished he wasn’t right. I couldn’t even look at him. I brought my hands up and covered up my eyes, feeling absolutely mortified.
“That’s not going to help,” he said gently. “You better put them over your mouth instead.”
He grabbed my ass with one hand and held me still, even though I’d stopped squirming.
“Count them for me,” he said, and I frowned.
“Count what?” I asked, but in response, he only slapped my ass so hard I cried out louder than I thought was wise.
I was sure Amanda could hear us now. In fact, I was sure she had her ear pressed to the door and she was listening to him doing this to me. I knew, because I’d seen her listening in on Levi fucking his brainless assistants for two years. Nasty is what it was.
“Count!” he snarled at me, and I choked on a sob.
“O-One,” I managed to get out.
“Good girl,” he praised me, his palm smoothing the spot that hurt must. “Keep counting.”
He kept hitting me. Hitting me so many times I would have lost count if he hadn’t made me do it out loud. By the time we reached five I had tears in my eyes. When we got to ten, they were starting to fall. When we made fifteen, I was sobbing openly.
“No more,” I begged him. “Please, no more, no fucking more, Daddy, no more.”
“Easier to remember the rules now, isn’t it, baby girl?” he asked me, soothing my skin. “We haven’t talked about the last rule yet, baby girl.”
“T-Tell me,” I stammered. “Tell me the last rule, Daddy, please.”
He hit me again and I howled.
“You don’t say no to Daddy,” he said simply. “Under any circumstances, because Daddy knows best. Isn’t that right, Kendall?”
“Yes,” I cried out. “Yes, that’s right.”
“Now get the fuck off my lap and on that bed,” he said roughly. “You’ve fucking ruined my pants, you horny little bitch.”
I climbed off him, sobbing softly as I did so. I was so deeply ashamed, mostly because of my own dripping pussy but also because of the effect he had on me, the way he’d punished me as if I was a disobedient little girl.
“Lie on your back,” he told me once I got on the bed.
I followed his orders, painfully aware of the fact that Amanda was listening to all of this. But he didn’t seem to care. Instead, he stripped off his jacket and his trousers and shirt, standing in front of me in just his boxers, like he had the previous night.
“You like her listening, don’t you?” he asked me curiously. “You fucking get off on it.”
“N-No,” I shook my head.
He grabbed me by the chin, forcing me to look at him through the tears.
“Don’t lie to me,” he growled, and I closed my eyes tightly, letting the tears fall.
I was humiliated. My ass hurt like hell and I had no doubt I’d have bruises to show for his cruel treatment of my body.
But there was no denying it.
I was soaking fucking wet.
I was so horny, so needy, I was ready to beg him to fuck me and have Amanda watch if she wanted to. I would’ve done anything. Any-fucking-thing just to have him touching me, fucking me, using me. Anything in the world.
“Get fucking naked,” he barked at me.
My fingers worked fast, and even though they were shaking, I managed to get my dress off. My bra followed and my panties were next. I tried to pull them off my hips, but Levi growled and attacked them with his fingers instead. He had them in pieces before I could stop him, and he tossed the shreds of lilac lace on the floor.
“Fucking perfect,” he growled at me. “Perfect little baby girl. Part your legs for me, slut. Let me see that hungry little pussy. Let me see it oozing for Daddy.”
I did it, held my legs by the knees and pulled them up, shamelessly showing him my cunt.
“Open it,” he said, staring at me. “Open it for Daddy.”
I touched my pussy lips and pulled them apart. When the cool breeze from the aircon hit my clit, I mewled and he laughed at me.