Chapter 12 TY
I could fuck a Ferrari out of her. It might take me a while, but I could do it.
I sat there imagining how I could work it off her. It would do her some good to take orders, to follow my rules.
She couldn’t follow anyoneelse’s. But she had that eagerness to please underneath it all that was sexier than any Ferrari. She can talk a big game, but it’s all a bluff. She has no experience, only innocence. She has no courage, only pretend. But whatever she does have still scares the hell out of me.
Maybe I was just what she needed.
If there ever was a girl that could use a turnaround, Milly was it.
She might be a gamble at this point; she might cost me more than I’m willing to give up, but I’ve always won my bets. And gambling’s no fun without having something interesting in the pot.
Ty Dalton, ‘Turnaround Consultant Extraordinaire.’. Our motto: Give us your business, you’ll be profitable in six months. Give me your daughter, she’ll be defiled in six minutes.
I couldn’t take her innocence. But the thought of someone else doing it felt like a sea urchin in my brain.
I shouldn’t have turned down those pain pills from Dr Lilling. As soon as the local anesthetic wore off, my hands ached and throbbed. No wonder the way she twisted them and plunged her extractors in them. But it was a new pain, not the spiny sharp pain I was getting used to- that was gone, this dull throb I could deal with.
I couldn’t use them for two days. Two weeks she recommended, but I talked her down to two days.
Monday I would be back, maybe not 100%, but close enough and Milly would be working under me.
Writhing under me. Moaning under me as I pop her sweet little cherry.
What the hell was I doing still thinking about her? I never let a girl get in my head like this.
I wish I could still taste her. But I’ll taste her again. I have too. Even if it means breaking my own rules. My cock is rock hard every time I think about her. And my hands might be numb and throbbing in pain, but I haven’t come in weeks, all I can think about is her soft little moans and her fingers running through my hair as my tongue goes stiff on her clit and she bucks her hips under the pressure and pleasure.
Fuck my rules. I was going to fuck her. There was no stopping it. Weeks of frustration came out of my cock all over my sheets as I pictured her looking up at me with those smoky eyes, and my cock in her mouth.