Page 68 of Stay

There’s no relenting with him. The delicious pain makes my head spin. “Cole.”

“Look at your hard work, Angel.” He spanks me again. “Who’s been a good girl?” Smack! “Working on herself so she doesn’t ever let someone disrespect her again?” Smack!

Each strike burns hotter than the last.

And it all goes straight to my pussy.

“Me,” I groan, tears pricking my eyes.

“That’s right, Angel.” He spanks me again. My ass jiggles and stings with each hit. I fucking love it. “Read your notes out loud for Daddy.” Smack! My grip tightens on the bookcase because holy shit, this is going to make me come. “Do it.”

Smack!

My gaze lands on the first bright note. “You’re not a hindrance just being in someone’s life.”

“Keep going.” Smack!

“You’re a human, not baggage.”

“That’s my good girl.” He spanks me again, then rubs my ass cheeks to soothe the burn. “More. Read more to me, Angel.”

I glance at a green note, my vision a little blurry. “No one can make you feel worthless without your consent.”

“That’s right.” He spanks me again. “That’s my good fucking girl. Give me more.”

My chest tightens. “Love yourself how you want others to love you.”

Smack! “That’s it.” His breath skates down my neck, making my nipples harden even more. “Do you know how proud I am of you?” My heart flutters in my throat when he kicks my legs wide and presses his hot cock against my entrance. “You’re gonna come so fucking hard for me tonight, Angel.” He shoves his way inside me, stretching me, filling me. “Tell me what a good girl you are.”

“I’m a good girl.”

“That’s right.” His hips slam against me with each thrust. “Say it again.”

“I’m…” Fuck, he’s deep. “I’m a good girl.”

“Yeah, you are.” He winds my hair around his hand and tugs it. “Tell me more.”

I’m not sure what he wants to hear.

Cole lets go of my hair and gives me a hand necklace instead. His thrusts are slow and deep, making me feel so full. “Tell me no one gets to disrespect you.”

“No one gets…” He slams into me harder, and I pitch forward. “No one gets to disrespect me.”

“You’re worth waiting for.”

My lungs are robbed of air with his next thrust. I’m on my tippy toes to accommodate his size, and the little purchase I have on the bookcase is slipping. Thankfully, it’s bolted to the wall.

He pulls me flush against him and rocks his hips while holding my neck with one hand, the other has found my clit. “Say it and I’ll let you come, Angel.”

“I’m worth waiting for.”

“Say it like you fucking mean it.” He shoves me forward and slams into me harder.

“I’m worth waiting for.”

“Louder.” Slam, slam, slam. His hips turn into pistons as he rails me.

“I’m… worth…. waiting for.”

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