Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Parker eyes me curiously, “I hope you aren’t planning on going anywhere. It seems you made a mockery out of me in front of my father, obviously, forgetting where you fall in the food chain.”
“Parker,” I whine, wanting him to just quit with the games for one night. “I’ve had enough for one day, okay? There is only so much of this that I can handle. I’m not going back in there. I can’t…” I literally can’t. If he wants me to go back in there, he is going to have to drag me in by my hair. I’m not setting another foot back in that banquet hall of my own free will.
“I wasn’t planning on going back in there,” he smirks, the devil finally showing his true form. “We’re going to have some real fun now.”
Oh, peachy.
16
Parker
With my hand wrapped around her wrist like an iron shackle, I pull her down the long hallway and past the bathrooms. The sound of Willow’s shoes echo throughout the corridor.
“Where are we going?” Ignoring her, I continue walking. “Parker, slow down. I’m wearing heels,” she complains, her breathing ragged. Frustration coats my insides, and the second we get around the corner, I bend down and pick her up, throwing her over my shoulder like a fucking caveman.
“Parker,” she gasps, but I ignore her complaint and keep walking until I reach the door leading to the inside pool area. Stepping inside, I kick the door shut behind us. It closes with a heavy thud, and I turn, placing her down on one of the lounge chairs beside the water. For one brief moment, I stare down at her.
She is genuinely beautiful, even in the tacky dress she’s wearing, but I don’t plan to tell her that. I don’t plan to do anything but make sure she understands where she lands on my pole of importance.
“I would tell you to take off your clothes, but you’re pretty much already naked,” I give her an amused grin.
“Funny…”
“It’s one of my best attributes.”
She snorts at my response, and I lean down to start peeling off the little piece of fabric covering her body. I want her naked. Like two minutes ago.
“Ouch, that’s taped to my skin,” she swats my hand away, giving me a dirty look and carefully starts peeling off the double-sided tape. As she pulls the tape off, she says, “Now, I’m definitely not going back in there, and nowhere else for that matter.”
Normally, I would disagree with her, just to piss her off, but for once, I can’t, because despite what I said before, I hated people looking at her today. Next time, I’ll put her in a snowsuit, and make up some horrendous rumor. I don’t fucking care if it’s a hundred degrees outside. Nobody gets to see what is mine.
Slowly her dress comes off, revealing some hot shorts that were hidden underneath. They match the dress’s bright red color.
“Sexy, you wear that so I couldn’t show you off to my friends?”
“No, Parker. I wore it so no one would see my vagina or my ass by accident.”
“Good girl, protecting my favorite assets.”
Her response is to roll her eyes, and I can’t lie, all of her back talk is making me harder than steel. She’s grown quite a backbone, and I’m ready to snap it. Without having to be told, she shimmies out of those too until she has them around her ankles. I take her high heels off for her, and set them on the floor, before pulling the shorts off the last few inches.
While I work on taking my own clothes off, I take a moment to admire her perfect body. Smooth white unblemished skin, a soft tummy with a little curve to her hips. She’s like an angel, an angel with a halo made of thorns.
“Spread your legs and start playing with yourself. I want you good and wet because I’m going to fuck you fast and hard, and I don’t have the patience for foreplay tonight.”
I watch her shutter, but I know it’s not in fear. I know because even in the dim light, I can see her pussy glistening as soon as she spreads her legs wide for me. I’m already hard as steel by the time I kick my dress pants off. When we’re like this, and it’s just the two of us, something overcomes me. It’s like in the instances where we’re both naked and bare, we’re the same, equal.
Her slender fingers tentatively find her center. As if she has never touched herself like this before, she starts to gently rub her little nub. Her movements are slow and jerky, and my need for her heightens, mixing with impatience. I’ve wanted to fuck her since I pulled the car over on the side of the road.