Page 37 of Daddy's Pretty Baby

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Robert

I almost flew off the handle when I realized she was staying at a hostel in downtown Manhattan. What the fuck? Because when I got there, it was even worse than it seemed. The place was crawling with insects, they probably were stealing electricity from other legitimate businesses nearby, the whole building was a fire hazard. I stepped into the common area and a stench filled my nostrils, old coffee, decaying bits of food, it was so nasty.

Why the hell was Melissa staying here? I’d paid her seventy-five thousand dollars, fifty plus fifteen for keeping her mouth shut, and the money had already been deposited in her account. Shit, she could afford the Four Seasons, why stay in a dump like this?

Because yeah, I’ve tracked my best girl to this hellhole, and no way is she hanging out here any longer. I’m taking the female back to Valley Pine with me, come hell or high water, kicking and screaming if I have to. But first, where was Melly? There was no front desk, and certainly no concierge or hotel phone, so I stood in the front lobby as teens milled about, most of them looking unwashed and seedy.

“Yo,” said one boy with a tattoo on his face. “Wassup?”

“Hey,” I ground out. “You seen Melissa?”

“Melissa who?” he asked, lazily picking a cigarette butt off the floor and putting it in his mouth. Shit, that was disgusting, this whole place fucking sucked. But I wasn’t about to give him my girl’s last name, so I turned away silently. What the fuck? Should I just storm upstairs?

But suddenly, the front door opened and Melly was there, backlit by sunlight, that curvy form so luscious, so beautiful that I literally grabbed her by the elbow and dragged her to the waiting car, shoving her in as she squealed and struggled a bit.

“Hey!” exclaimed the boy with the facial tattoo. “I see what’s happening! I’m gonna write down your license plate number!”

“Shut the fuck up,” I snarled before getting into the car myself and slamming the door. “Let’s go,” I directed the driver, and with a squeal we pulled away from the curb.

But Melly was full of fight today. As soon as the partition was up, she turned to me.

“I’m not your little girl,” she spat. “Can’t you tell? I’m not wearing a princess dress, I’m not wearing bobby socks and patent shoes, I don’t have a pacifier pinned to my bib. What you did was straight-up abduction.”

I didn’t even reply, looking at the scenery as we whizzed pass. Damn, downtown was really grungy these days, all the buildings looked grimy and crowded, such a difference from Valley Pine.

“Did you hear me?” Melly said again, voice rising into a shriek. “You can’t just drag me somewhere, I don’t belong to you, Robert Lancaster. Not anymore.”

And at that, my head whipped around, blue eyes blazing.

“Says who?” I asked, my voice low, tight with anger. “Says who?”

“Says your blasted contract!” the brunette almost screamed at me, eardrums ringing. “You and your contracts! You and your documents! You know I can’t read them, and you made me sign another at the end, always more contracts. I hate you! Fuck you!” she shrieked, flying at me then, fists pummeling my hard chest, my face, my head, anywhere those small palms could find. But the thing is I’m twice her size and a hundred pounds heavier. There was no way my little girl could overcome her Daddy.

So I merely grabbed her wrists and pinned them behind her back, pulling that curvy form into my lap so that she couldn’t move, not one inch.

“You let out one more bad word and Daddy’s gonna pummel that butt hard,” I rasped in her ear. “You keep screaming and Daddy’s gonna make that little asshole burn.”

Because of course, I wasn’t talking about spanking, I was talking about a brutal session of anal sex, my little girl taking it deep up her bottom. It’s the best punishment for Melly, it starts out hard, me screwing myself into that sweet dryness, but she always ends up loving it, promising to do whatever I say afterwards.

But this time, the brunette was really angry.

“Shut up!” she screamed. “You don’t get to talk to me! I don’t belong to you!”

And just like that, my control snapped. In a flash, I had my dick out, the monster heavy, hard and aroused, and with rough movements, I lifted the little girl’s ass, snapped her panties off, and planted her onto my dick. Oh right, this was an anal beating, one for the ages, and Melly was gonna remember it.

“Unnnh!” she screamed, eyes going wide, mouth opening with shock as her boobies bounced. “Unnh!”

Because fuck, I was so hard, so big, and desperate to be inside her. My dick pulsed with energy, breaching that tight ring, worming its way up her back channel as Melly twisted a bit with discomfort, writhing with the sudden invasion. “Unnh!” she shrieked again.

But sure enough, that big ass adjusted and soon I was in all the way, balls deep in her bottom.

“Unnh, unnh, unnh,” she cried again as I rocked slightly in her hot chamber. Shit, my testicles were high and tight already, the sperm roiling, I was gonna spurt into that warm cavity in a couple seconds if I wasn’t careful. But self-control was sorely needed. Because this is the best way to talk to my girl, with my dick in her body somewhere, and shit, we needed to talk, bad. And it didn’t matter that we’d been fighting, that we were in the back of a car, that there was technically no contract anymore. Melly and I belonged together, and my cock in her asshole only reminded her of the fact.

“Now explain,” I ground out, holding that curvy body tight to me. No, I wasn’t fucking her just yet, I just wanted to stay still, to get some words out before the serious action began. “Tell me why you left me last night.”

And she panted, eyes closed, big boobs going up and down. Shit, she was so beautiful and I reached one hand into her v-neck to pop her tits out, let the creamy white bounce up and down as she shivered on my cock.

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