Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 41327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 207(@200wpm)___ 165(@250wpm)___ 138(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 207(@200wpm)___ 165(@250wpm)___ 138(@300wpm)
"Caught you," I growl into her ear, spinning her toward an old split-rail fence that marks the edge of the clearing, glancing over my shoulder to make sure we’re not in full view of the road. My cock is rock-hard against her ass, and I grind against her, letting her feel exactly what she does to me. "Now what should I do with a little thief?"
Her breath comes in excited pants, her back pressing against my chest as I walk her the last few steps to the fence.
"You’re going to give me back what’s mine," I say, plucking the wallet from her fingers and tossing it into the grass. My hand slides possessively up her throat, tilting her head back against my shoulder. "And maybe I'll take something else, too."
"Jack—" she starts, but I cut her off.
"What did you just call me?" I bite the tender spot where her neck meets her shoulder, just hard enough to make her gasp.
"Daddy," she yelps, the word sending a surge of heat straight to my cock. "I'm sorry, Daddy."
"No, you're not." I laugh low against her skin. "But you will be."
In one fluid motion, I bend her forward over the top rail of the fence. My hand presses firmly between her shoulder blades, holding her down easily. She weighs nothing compared to me, a doll I could snap in half if I weren't so goddamn careful.
She gasps, hands gripping the weathered wood, ass perfectly positioned and waiting. I trace the curve of her spine, shoving the hem of the dress higher, marveling at how small she is beneath me, how completely I could cover her with my body.
"This what you wanted, baby girl? To see if I'd chase you down?" My finger hooks in the waistband of the pink panties I just bought her, tugging them down over the curve of her ass. "To see what happens when you play games with Daddy?"
She whimpers, pressing back against me. "Maybe."
I bring my palm down on her bare ass, the crack echoing across the clearing. Not hard enough to really hurt—just enough to sting, to remind her who's in charge. The red print of my hand blooms on her pale skin like a masterpiece.
"Maybe isn't good enough." Another smack, on the other cheek this time. "I need words, Delaney. Clear ones."
"Yes," she gasps, fingers digging into the fence rail. "I wanted you to chase me. Wanted this."
"Good girl," I praise, sliding my hand between her legs, finding her already wet. "So fucking wet for me. For Daddy."
She moans, pushing against my fingers. "Please."
I unzip my jeans, freeing myself with a hiss. My cock springs out, angry and ready, obscenely large against her tiny frame. The cool air is a shock against my overheated skin, but it's nothing compared to the searing heat as I align myself and push into her in one smooth thrust.
"Fuck," I groan, gripping her hips to hold her steady, lifting her onto her toes. My fingers meet around her waist. "You’re gonna be my little fuck toy, baby. Don’t expect gentle when you play with fire."
I feed her soaked little teasing cunt every thick inch in one violent thrust.
She cries out, her body clenching around me like she's trying to pull me deeper. Out here, in the open air, with nothing but trees as witnesses, I want rough and demanding. No softness. No beta bullshit.
“You hold on to the fence while Daddy takes what he needs, little girl. No crying now either, you get what you deserve.”
My hips slam against her ass, each thrust pumping every inch in and out.
The sound of skin slapping skin echoes through the trees. I reach between her legs, finding her swollen clit with my middle finger, circling it rough and fast.
"You like being fucked outdoors, don't you?" I growl, voice barely human. "Bent over like my own little slut. Eighteen and taking cock like you’re paid to do it."
"Yes," she gasps, air leaving her lungs in little bursts with every thrust, pushing back against me like she can't get enough. "Yes, Daddy."
I draw my hand back from her clit and land a hard smack on her hot little pussy. She jerks forward with a shocked cry that melts into a moan so deep I feel it vibrate around my cock, her tiny body clamping down on me like a vise.
"Fucking take it," I snarl, spanking her pussy again, then again, each slap punctuated by a deeper thrust. "Greedy little cunt, so fucking wet for me."
Her thighs tremble violently, her back arching impossibly as I alternate between rough circles on her clit and sharp slaps that make her whole-body clench. The noises she makes, Christ, so fucking beautiful.
"Daddy...” She’s close to sobbing now. Good. I like a little pain. A little punishment for a misbehaving brat. “I can't, oh God—"