Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 54204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
“Good morning, Mr. Lassiter. Your mom called and said don’t forget family dinner tonight.” Fuck. I forgot. My mom is all about family dinners. She takes them seriously and heaven help the one of us who misses it. She is not ready to meet the Lasseter's and I cannot leave her right now. My body won’t allow it. Neither will my need to begin teaching her.
“Doris, please send my mom flowers, with an apology. I will not be able to make it tonight.” her eyebrows raise, her facing knowing. I am going to pay for this.
“Also, Miss Heather called. Wanted to see if tonight still works?” There was never anything meaningful or real between us. We were just warm bodies meant to provide a need. Lately, I had been sensing something in her shifting, and had intended to end it anyway. But fuck if I am going to meet with her and have my baby feeling some type of way. The bitch can just be gone.
“Tell her tonight, nor any other night will happen. Her services are no longer needed. Now leave us.” I say dismissing her, needing to finally have a closed door and silence. Walking toward my chair, I remove my jacket and hang it on the back. I need to calm myself before I touch her again. I sit, my hands on the side of me, as I lean back and simply look at her. Taking in every breath, fidget, glance, swallow. The way her cheeks heat up when she knows I am looking at her. As subtle as it is, I can see her chest moving rapidly, her heartbeat booming in my head, swooning through my eyes, swimming through my mouth as it makes its way in the very heart of me...a heart I didn’t know I had...and burrows deep into my veins turning my dark blood red. This is all before I have had her under me.
The silence in the room is telling and deafening. Does it make me an ass that her not sitting for the past five minutes, waiting for me to tell her it is ok to sit, makes my dick stiff and heavy. “Come here, baby.” I say softly, though she and I both know it is a command. Explosions flow through me when she does this simple thing without hesitation. Shit. Fuck, Dario. Get your shit together. This girl will have you running around chasing you own fucking tail. Shaking my head slightly so she doesn’t notice, I gather my senses. She is doing shit to the middle of me and in no way am I ready to go there.
She makes it, standing in front of me, head down. “Such a good girl, aren’t you?” I say more as a statement then a question as I move her hair out of her face, so I can see it. “I am assuming, since you walked to me just then, that you have learned the first and most important lesson...yes?” her eyes come to mine, looking back and forth between the two, her mind whirring, trying to find the answer. I am not going to say anything. The direction we are headed in, she has to also see it coming and want it as much. I am not into forcing shit on anyone, though if I am honest, she couldn’t walk away now, no matter how she might want to. Lesson learned or not...she belongs to me now. Her every moan, tear, fear, pleasure, pain, punishment, triumph and...no fuck that...not saying that shit right now. Fucking pansy ass. I know I am fucked now. She has me fucking talking to myself.
I see the moment she figures it out. Something in her, sparks. Her head comes up slightly as her lip twitches and her tongue slides against her bottom lip. Her eyes go from green to a burst of color before they come back. Her hands fall to her side, and it is at this moment, that I know what her body is trying to tell me. She liked it. “Yes.” she says her voice a bit more...awake if you will.
“Then tell me, little bird. What was lesson number one?” what does it say about me that I want her to get it wrong? I want her to not know the answer, so I can put her over my knee, stick four fingers in her cunt, plus my thumb in her ass and heat it up with my other hand.
“To do as you say.” her voice brings me back from the moment that will be reality….eventually.
“Very good, sweet girl. Lesson number two?”
“Not to lie to you.” well fuck. Hell, she might take to her new life faster than I thought.
“Amazing. Now, a reward for the both of us.” I say moving back a bit from the desk so there is a bit of space between her and I. I calculate my moves, measuring them against her response, learning and studying every nuisance of her emotions, the imperativeness of being able to read her cannot be understated. It is my job, as her protector, her teacher, her lover and the only person in her life who will ever feel for her what I do, to be able to give her what she needs, while taking what I want. “Kneel, Jewel.” I purposely steel my voice, giving nothing away, emotionless though my heart is racing, and my mind is contemplating. I can hear her fighting the question that wants to evacuate her lips, giving way to retreat. She searches my face for something, looking for an out, a way to circumvent what she suspects.