Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 40403 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40403 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
“Stop fucking trying to get me to get you off, little girl. Damn it it’s hard enough not fucking you in this room so all the small dick boys know you belong to me.” Oh God. His words move through me like a wind on a high sea. I am not above begging and I think I am about to when the loud sound of a microphone and a man talking brings us back and reminds us of where we are.
It’s dark in here now but I can still feel his eyes on me, searching me for something. He mumbles under his breath about lips looking like bee stings before kissing me once more and then moving back. I lean against the wall, my chest heavy and searching for oxygen. My hand comes to my chest and then he pulls it to his. I look up at him and tears fill my eyes. “Yeah angel. I feel it too.”
His hands haven’t left me through the entire set. Either it is at my back rubbing circles on it, reminding me he is right beside me, or it is on my thigh squeezing it, making sure I know I belong to him. When we got up during intermission to go get something to eat, he linked our fingers together and kept me glued to his side. When a man would come near me, even to ask a question he would growl like a lion defending his pride. Heck I had to go to the bathroom and I swear he was going to come in with me, but after some convincing that I couldn’t go anywhere from the bathroom, he stood outside the door, holding my purse for me and making sure no one, man or woman came in though it is built for five at a time.
Now the show is over and we are walking through the parking lot. He adjusts me periodically to make sure I am on the right side of him depending on where the cars are exiting from and I have to admit, his protectiveness is refreshing and so dang hot. My body has been buzzing with everything that has happened today, even the most simple things such as eating and talking. This night has been more than I ever imagined and it didn’t involve some expensive dinner or extravagant clothes. It was simply a date and the feeling of being safe.
The night ending with me on the back of his bike is the icing on the cake. He drives the whole way back with his one hand covering mine that is wrapped around his chest. It feels like something we have been doing for years and you know what, I never want it to stop.
Pulling into my driveway, the nerves don’t exist. My parents are still gone which is not shocking since the event they went to is at a casino and I know our maid/cook Mariela has left for the night. “Did you have fun tonight, baby?” He runs his thumb across my bottom lip, his nostril flaring like he is fighting a battle I can’t see.
“I did. It was amazing.” I don’t want it to end truthfully. Taking a deep breath I decide to be braver. “Do you want to..” he puts his finger to my mouth and steps closer to me.
“Do not invite me in little girl. Don’t invite me into your father’s palace and ask me to turn you into my cum seeking whore. Do you know why?” I mewl in my throat, my nipples beading at the offensive words he used but coming from him it sounds like adoration. I shake my head no because I have no idea why he is turning down this opportunity. “Because I fucking will, Mila. I will take you right here at the entrance to this place I am not welcome in and raw dog you, bruising your knees when I slide you across this tile from my punishing pushes. I will grip your throat and force you to call me your king in the house your father owns while I fill your womb with my seed and watch it spill all over his floor. Is that what you want, little girl?” Yes. Yes I want that right now but the words won’t come. “I didn’t think so. Now get your hungry ass inside and lock the door. I will call you when I make it home.”
Like a sex-duced zombie I walk inside and do as he told me. Once I am in, I lean against the door, my mind whirling with questions like..What the hell am I supposed to do now?
Chapter 6
Jacob
“Ah fuck!!!” I yell in the shower watching my jizz slide down the wall once again for the fourth time in the last hour. I have been in here running up the hot water but shit, I can’t get it to go down so I can get dressed and make it school. Can’t really walk into the classroom with a full chub you know.