Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 13644 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 55(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13644 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 55(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
“I was… and I wasn’t. That’s terrible, isn’t it?”
“No. I get it. I feel the same way about my mom. I’ll never drink or do drugs either.”
“Come,” he says, turning the shower off. “I’ll give you the tour then will pick up your brothers.”
“They’ve never had a male role model, you know?”
“I’ll treat them as if they were my own, Jeniveve. I swear to you, all of you are safe here. Afterward, we’ll go out to dinner and then to the store. I noticed you don’t have anything with you.”
“My school stuff is my locker at school, but those bitches at the home burned all my stuff in a trash can last night. Mrs. Honeycutt took me shopping this morning for the outfit I had on earlier. I have three jobs. I have since I was fifteen. I paid the rent, utilities, and for food at our house before my mom died.”
“Three jobs?” he asks.
“Yes. I had to or my brothers didn’t eat or have a roof over their heads.”
“You’re a survivor, Jeniveve Palmer,” he says, kissing me. I moan into his mouth because I will never, ever get enough of his kisses.
“So are you, Jackson Prince.”
“What am I going to do with you?” he asks, burying his face in my neck. I feel his thick cock harden against my belly. He’s so tall, he makes me feel like a little doll.
“Whatever you want to do, Daddy. I’m yours.”
“You are and don’t you forget it.”
“I will never forget it,” I promise him. I’ll be ninety years old, on my deathbed, and I’ll still remember the time I spent with this man. As crazy as it is, I know I’ll never let any other man inside my body or my heart. The more time I spend with him, the more he engrains himself in my heart. I reach out and wrap both of my hands around his cock and stroke it. He groans.
“You’re playing with fire, little girl.”
“Am I?” I ask coyly. I want to play with fire given into the inferno that rages inside of me. He does this to me. How does he do this to me?
“You know you are.” His hand tightens on my hip. I drop to my knees in front of him before I can think better of it. I’m a little nervous about doing this since I never have before. I place a sweet kiss on the head before sucking as much of him as I can into my mouth. I can barely get half of him down my throat so I use my hands to fist what I can’t take. I don’t know how he fit inside of me at all, but God, it felt so good. “Fuck, Kitten. That’s a good girl. Suck Daddy’s dick.” He fists his hands into my hair and forcefully uses my mouth for his pleasure. He uses my long hair like reins as he plows my throat. The sharp tug on my scalp feels amazing. “Do you want me to come down your sweet throat?”
“Do you want to waste it like that?” I ask, pulling off of him for just a second before going back to being face-fucked like a whore. A shiver runs down my spine at that thought. I’m a whore. His whore, but a whore, nonetheless.
“Fuck no, we’re not wasting a drop of this seed. It belongs in your womb but you’re so fucking beautiful with your mouth full of my cock, Kitten,” he says plunging into the back of my throat once, making me gag, before pulling all the way out. He reaches down and lifts me up under my arms like a child before setting his hands on my hips.
I squeal at the sudden movement but when he drags my pussy over his cock I lose it.
“Daddy, ohhhhh,” I moan. In a split second, he’s inside me lifting me on and off of his cock like I weigh nothing at all. He’s so deep inside of me, his abs hit my clit on every downward pull.
“Good girl,” he growls, his lips meeting mine.
When I woke up this morning, I didn’t think my day would go like this.
“I’m gonna come,” I screech, digging my nails into his back as I cling to him.
“Do it. Come on my cock. Give me that sweet cream,” he demands, and I shatter. Seconds later, I feel him fill me with his seed. The seed that I desperately want to take hold so that I am tied to him forever, even if he doesn’t want me. A little piece of him is better than nothing.
“Fuck,” I whisper as he sets me back down on my feet. I’m freezing but I never want this moment to end. He grabs my arms roughly and pulls me as close to him as possible. His hand trail over my boobs before moving down my body. One hand spans my belly while the other moves lower, covering my pussy.