Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
She pulls it out from under the blanket and I take her wrist, hard, pulling it to my mouth and grunting then spitting into her palm as she gasps.
“Keep it wet, feels better that way. You’ll need to remember all these things I teach you, Lennie. It’s your job to make me happy, you understand, don’t you?”
“So, that’s another job I have. You’re already my boss, so, now it’s my job to make you happy.” Her soft breath is on my neck as I shove her hand back under the blanket.
“That’s right, baby. That’s a good girl, now keep that hand moving. Watch the movie and stroke Daddy. No one will see. Do it right like I showed you.”
Shame and guilt tumble in my gut but they don’t stop me from giving in to these base, nefarious instincts. She should be treated like a princess, soft and tender, but I can’t seem to muster that right now.
She turns as though she read my mind as the lust wraps around me like barbed wire. “I like this. You teaching me. Doing as I’m told.”
Fuck. Fuck. God, help me. She’s everything. I love her beyond explanation. She’s my every breath, the light in the sky. The madness that has plagued me for too long suddenly makes sense. It’s okay. It’s wrong and it’s right and I don’t give a fuck anymore.
Just when the moment couldn’t get any better, the music in the movie rises and the next song starts, the little darkhaired leading character twirls around and starts singing.
And Lennie, with her hands on my cock, beating me off, starts singing along.
Nothing matters but her. All the endless years of chasing the deal and winning the contract become meaningless. I never cared about fame, I would have kept chasing the acting track if I did. My only mission in life now is to keep Lennie with me. Next to me. Making her happy as she makes me.
And part of that is getting my dick in her innocent little baby maker there and breeding her now. Tonight.
No more waiting. I need my cum coating her womb. She starts her period in a couple days but I don’t care. We are going to fuck through her sweet innocence first, then, it’s going to be blood stained sheets and showers for the next seven days.
Unless, by some miracle I knock her up in the next 48 hours.
I’m going to give it my best shot.
I’m so close to blowing my load, but I won’t. Not with thoughts of putting my baby inside her in play.
“Can I tell you a secret?” she says, interrupting her singing.
“Of course, I want all your secrets, baby. You shouldn’t keep any secrets from me anymore.”
“I have thought of how you would look. Down here.” She gives my shaft and balls a squeeze and I almost lose it. “Then, I rub myself. That achy feeling I can never seem to make go away, but I try. I just can’t.”
“Stop.” I say, sitting upright again, pushing her hands away. “You’re my little girl, but you’ll be a big girl soon. Tonight. Now.”
I whip the blanket off, white sparks dancing in my eyes as the room vibrates with the music from the little dancing girl on the screen. “Time for me to teach you how to take a hot ride on Daddy’s dick, baby.”
Ragged breaths burn my lungs as I tear off the t-shirt covering her and pull her to stand in front of me.
“Off.” I point to the boxers and she wiggles them down and I am frozen in awe.
In the years she’s been here, I could have been even more perverted and snuck some peeks at her naked. I had the opportunity. But this is better. So much better. Willing and ready in front of me, her scent blasting warm and wicked in the air.
She trembles, arms crossing in front of her, over her tits, then down to her belly, unsure what to cover and how. So I solve that problem right now.
“Stop. You’ll never cover yourself in front of me. I want you naked. It’s a fucking precious gift, baby. So beautiful and all fucking mine.”
“I’m… I’m just not like most of the women I see. In your world. At work. They don’t look like me. Or, I mean, I don’t look like them.”
“Thank fuck. Because I don’t want them. I want you, just like this, I want this inch and this inch…” I start touching her tummy with the tip of my finger. Then her hip, then the swell of her tits. “This one and this, and all of the fucking inches. All. Mine.”
The way she looks at me seals her fate. Her eyes are awash with wonder and need and lust. She’s young and innocent but there’s a stunning, wet, horny slut inside her and that’s all for me and me alone.