Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 54645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 273(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 182(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 273(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 182(@300wpm)
My body shivers as the thought. “Always?”
“Fucking always.” He breaths hard, jagged, savagely, his cock nudging my hip as he presses his body into mine.
Now with his other hand, he cups my pussy again, and parts my folds with his first two fingers.
He makes me turn my head to face him and kisses me, deep and long. I feel myself swept away once more. He growls into the kiss as he finds my pooling wetness, my pussy already slippery and ready for him—for us.
“Don’t you ever fucking do that again, you hear?” His voice is stern now. Nearly angry. He grips my wrists tight together behind me, like I’m cuffed. Like I’m his prisoner.
I crane my neck to look up at him. “What did I do?”
“You tried to stop me. Tried to stop me from fucking him up for touching you. That’s not your fucking job, baby girl. Not anymore. You’re mine. I protect what’s mine. And it’s my call how fucking far I take that.”
“You’d have killed him, Trent. Your own friend.”
His eyes get harder, meaner. “You think I wouldn’t kill for you?”
God help me. “I know you would.”
“Don’t fucking test me again. I trust you, baby, but I don’t trust myself or other dudes. So putting yourself out there to be touched or looked at in the wrong way by some other XY is putting them in danger. Not fair to them, but fairness isn’t my problem. You are. So, be a good girl, save a life.”
Our mouths come together again, fast and greedy. Our tongues know each other now and slip quickly and frantically against one another, dancing the most forbidden dance that is now becoming frighteningly familiar.
Using his middle finger, he teases my clit and I rock backwards, hanging onto him. His finger swoops around my clit, diving deep to spin into my wet opening, then gently rubbing back and forth.
My head spins. His finger, his voice, the strength of his grasp. “Tell Daddy how bad you need to be fucked, baby girl.”
The rush of desire that floods out of me when he talks like that—I can’t possibly deny it. And I can’t fight it, either.
“Say it. You know you want to, Kitty Kat. I’ve always been here for you. So fucking trust me now. Let go. Say it.” He pulls my arms together, drawing them up, securing his ruthless grip on my helpless wrists.
I gasp as a jolt of pain shoots up through my shoulders. The pain ricochets through my body and emerges as a gush of wetness onto his hand.
He bends his finger inside me, and I hear him laugh on the out breath. “That’s your body saying, Fuck me, Daddy. Now say it with your pretty mouth.”
I want to say it. With all my heart. My face is hot, my heart is pounding. I can’t tell if I am safe or in danger. And right now, I don’t care.
“Fuck me. Fuck me please, Daddy.” It’s halfway between a whisper and a cry as I let the words go.
He yanks my arms hard and I cry out. “Fuck yeah, baby girl. Daddy’s gonna fuck you right through the dman wall.”
Every second feels like it slows to a crawl as he spins me around, flips me over, and positions me with my ass high in the air.
It’s surreal how easily he moves me around, like I weigh nothing. Weightless, helpless. He puts my arms behind my back again, forcing my face down brutally into the pillows.
“Did you fucking hear me?” he growls. “Don’t you let another man touch you. That was bad, Kitty Kat. So fucking bad. And it wasn’t all your fault, I know that. It would be unfair to spank your beautiful round ass again so soon, and I won’t do that to you. But I do want you to remember this lesson, so you’re going to take your punishment like a good girl, then next time a man reaches out for you you’ll remember to save his life and step back, won’t you?”
A sharp snap pops in the air. And then another and another.
“Palms up,” he orders, and I obey without question.
And then the pain, oh my God, the pain. I scream as he brings the belt down on my hands. It’s not so hard that I think it might cut me, but it’s hard enough to get his point across. My skin ignites into a million tiny bee stings, my eyes illuminate with a thousand burning lights, as the leather belt bites my skin.
The belt connects three more times until the pain folds over into pleasure inside me. This man I have always looked up to, the one that for so long filled my fantasies, takes me in hand and my body explodes in wave after wave of pain and release.
The scorch of the belt screams over my soft skin once more, and then he steps in behind me, his hard cock pressing between my ass cheeks, just nudging open my asshole. He reaches around behind me, gripping my jaw with his massive hand.