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)
“Make you happy.”
“That’s right, very good. You knew that was your job long before I told you.” He says, a barn owl hooting off in the corner of the high ceilings as his brows draw together pushing his massive body forward spreading my legs.
I nod, vowing not to add more lies to the ones of omission I already carry. His pupils dilate as his fingers meet my bare lower lips, making me hiss on an inhale. “Wet, wet, wet. As usual, dirty little sweet girl for Daddy. No panties too. Just like I told you. I love when you do as you’re told, baby. Makes me hard.”
He presses his mouth against mine and I whine into the warm night air with my pulse pounding against my temples.
“You’re always hard.” I chitter back on a giggle as he licks up my neck tickling me.
“I have been for longer than I should tell you. But, that’s my secret to keep. Sometimes, little girls don’t need to know everything, but Daddies need to know everything about their little girls. Number one rule, Lennie, no secrets from me. If you aren’t honest, I can’t take care of you. And my number one job it to take care of you in every way.” He taps his fingers to my forehead, “Mind,” then my belly, “Body,” over my heart, “Spirit”. All of you, Lennie, belongs to me and that includes your thoughts, dreams and yes, your secrets. So, let’s start with one secret you’ve been keeping. Tell me and I’ll show you, whatever you have, it’s safe with me. You’re safe with me. Love isn’t wrong baby. And I love you. Forever. In ways you’re just beginning to understand.”
Fire races through my veins, the world spins and dizziness takes me for a moment. Does he know? Is he baiting me?
No. No one knows but me and Ryan and I know, Ryan hasn’t said anything.
“I—” My thoughts spin, it’s my chance, either absolution or annihilation lie on the other side of the truth.
Do it, Lennie.
Say it.
A crow caws above, then another, then another and it’s a sign. Black rot roils in my belly as I blurt out, “I have pictures of you on my phone. I’ve taken them for years. I use them in my bed at night. I’m a terrible daughter. I’ve had a crush on you since the day mom introduced us. I should go to hell for how I feel.”
“Baby.” Cade pulls me to his chest, his warmth and heart pound against my cheek and I hate myself for chickening out but it is a secret and I do feel horrible guilt about how I felt for my mother’s husband all these years.
“Baby, thank you for telling me. You give me that secret to hold now and you let it go. Feelings aren’t right or wrong, they just are. And, I think your mother would understand, just trust me on that.”
I nod, a modicum of relief loosening the knots in my shoulders. “What we do, the things you say…that has to be a secret though right? who would understand, you are my stepfather, everyone knows that.”
“What is between us isn’t a secret. What we tell the world or what they know is up to me. The only secrets you won’t keep are the ones from me.”
“Want to know another secret?”
“Of course.”
“I used to sneak in your bedroom at night and watch you sleep.” I tug my lips to the side on a shrug. “That’s stalker stuff right there.”
“You think I didn’t know?”
I swat his shoulder. “You knew?”
“Of course. I could hear you open your door, smell you before you got to the doorway, and you want to know a secret of mine?”
“What?”
“I watched you sleep too. But, since you turned eighteen and I somehow felt like less of a degenerate, I’d watch you sleep and jerk off in your bedroom.”
I gasp, with some added drama. “Pervert.”
“Maybe. But, let’s see…” He slides his hand up the inside of my thigh and into the wicked soaking proof of exactly how he makes me feel. “Little secrets made you even wetter. Daddy’s hungry. Lay back baby, time for some of those special, secret kisses that make you feel good.”
“God,” I throw my head back as he lowers his face between my legs, lapping at me and sending me to the moon.
He licks me hard with the flat of his tongue, I tangle my hands in his hair for a change and pull.
Pull, pull…pulling him closer, harder, more, more more of what he’s giving.
I shake and curse as he devours me, the white blankets under my ass soaking as I drench his face and bellow to the roof as he nibbles my clit and eats me like a starved prisoner finally offered an all you can eat buffet.
I quake and convulse as his lips and tongue do magic, growling and rumbling his own curses into my wet heat.