Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 13644 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 55(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13644 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 55(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
“Do I make you nervous?” I ask, pulling the chair out closest to me and sitting down. Now I’m sitting directly across from her.
“No.”
“You’re a brave girl. I make most people nervous.”
“I’m not most people.”
“I believe that. What did you wish to discuss?”
She licks her lips. She either does it ridiculously slow or I’m having a stroke because all the blood in my body has rushed to my cock.
“I’m willing to do whatever it takes to keep my family together, Mr. Prince,” she says leaning forward, her ample tits pushing up higher. God damn it. I can’t believe I’m lusting after this girl.
“Really?” I ask after swallowing thickly.
“Yes. Up to and including my body.”
“Your body?” I ask, beyond shocked.
I would have taken her and her brothers into my home without this intriguing offer, but now that she's made it, I know I’ll be taking her up on it.
Tying this girl to me in every way imaginable is my only goal now.
Chapter Two
Jeniveve
“Your body?” he asks and I almost regret making the offer. Almost. The glint in his eye does in fact scare me but I’ll never tell him that. I was originally going to offer to clean his house or something but as soon as I saw him I knew that wouldn’t be enough for a man like him. Once Mrs. Honeycutt said he was single, I knew what I wanted too. My shameless offer and everything that can come from it plays in my head. I saved myself to sell myself. The irony is not lost on me. For years, I fought tooth and nail to keep Mom’s deadbeat boyfriends out of my bed. There were several times where I was almost… no… Jen, don’t think about that now. I’m safe. I made it through those years intact. Now, I’m giving it away for the safety of my brothers. I’m glad I have that, even if Mr. Prince doesn’t know he’s essentially paying for an inexperienced girl who doesn’t know how to do anything like what I’m offering.
“Yes. My body.” I gesture down my body with my hand. He nods and the look in his eyes is heated. It feels like he can see through my clothes with how he’s staring at me.
“To do with whatever I want?” I kind of don’t like the fact that he’s accepting this so easily. My mind is going a mile a minute wondering if he pays for sex all the time, but the more I stare at him, the more I realize a man like him doesn’t have to pay for sex. Women must throw themselves at him all the time.
“No. Nothing gross.” God, what if he’s into bodily functions or something worse? Something I don’t even know about.
“I’m not into gross things.”
“What are you into?” I ask, needing clarification.
“A great many things. Things little girls like you shouldn’t know about.”
“But you’ll… you’ll teach me to please you?”
“Fuck, Jeniveve. Are you serious right now?”
“Please call me Jen, most people do and yes, I’m dead serious. My brothers are the most important people in my life. If I have to be your sex slave to keep them safe, I will.”
“I’m not most people either, Jeniveve. I’ll teach you how to please me and in return I’ll give you so much pleasure, you won’t know where you end, and I begin.” Whoa. I wasn’t expecting that. I feel my face flush. “You and your brothers are under my protection now. Rest assured; I take that duty seriously. While we are together, you will not fuck anyone else but me. Do you understand?”
“Yes, of course. I would never.”
“And I must insist that you be discreet. No one can know about that arrangement.”
“I won’t tell anyone. I can keep a secret, sir. I promise.”
“You will call me Jackson in public and Daddy in private. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I answer immediately. My pussy gets wet instantly. I can’t believe how much I like that. His eyes widen and his fist clenches on the table. I wonder how many other girls have called this man Daddy. I can’t explain it, but the jealousy I feel at the mere thought of that bubbles up and over. “Do lots of girls call you Daddy? Will you be fucking other girls?”
The man has the audacity to laugh at me. I am unable to contain the sob that tears out of me. The last two months of not eating or sleeping have caught up with me.
“Shit, Kitten, don’t cry,” he says, getting up and moving around the table. He turns my chair and kneels in front of me.
“I’m so sorry. I’m just overwhelmed,” I admit.
“Of course you are,” he says, grabbing my hands and holding them in his large ones. “What happened? Tell me about it.” His voice is soft but demanding. I find myself unable to keep quiet. He caresses my hands with his thumbs. For some reason that little gesture makes me feel safer than I ever have.