Page 87 of Roses and Skulls

When Jesse came to me, asking for my help, she apologized for keeping Billie Rose and I apart. She said she didn’t want to risk anything transpiring between us before its time. I understand, she had been abused. Violently. And as a mom, she felt it her duty to thwart any potential threat, even if there was no viable danger to her daughter.

But now here sits said daughter, on a completely different end of the spectrum. Where Jesse knew too much, too soon, Billie Rose knows nothing.

Clearly, I can see how embarrassed she is. I don’t want to make this anymore awkward for her than it needs to be.

“If I take my dick out, he’s going to wake up and want to play,” I tease, tipping my head and giving her anI want you to be my play datesort of smile.

She sits forward, her eyes going wide.

I run my hands through my hair. “Have you really never seen one?” I ask.

She grimaces as she continues to stare at my crotch.

With my knuckle, I tip her chin, raising her face. “You’ve been around plenty of boys and men. All of which pee outside any chance they get, and you’ve never accidentally caught even a glimpse?”

“They don’t pee around me. One time a guy came to a barbeque. He wasn’t one of the regulars, so he didn’t know therules. Anyhow, he started to take a piss by a tree near where I was playing. He wasn’t facing me or anything and to be honest, I wouldn’t have even known had my dad not drawn attention to him. I don’t know if it’s true or not, but Jackson told me that my dad beat him so badly he pissed blood for an entire month.”

Jesus.

“Great, now I scared you and you’re not going to show me yours either.” She tries to stand but I catch her around the wrist and pull her back to the ground.

“Take him out,” I order, rising to my knees and pulling my shirt off over my head.

Her eyes slowly climb up my frame until locking on mine. She swallows hard. Her innocence is going to be the death of me. I want to corrupt her. Just for me. I want to make her my own personal plaything.

Gently, I stroke her face. “I’m going to do bad things to you, Billie Rose.”

“Tell me,” she whispers, her lips parting.

A small thrill runs up my spine. Her hungry gaze drops to my chest, eyes curious as she notices that my body responds much in the same way hers does. She’s getting under my skin, and she’s finally realizing it.

I grab her cheeks in one hand and slowly tip her head back. For a long minute I stare into her eyes, wondering how long she’s waited for this. There’s a look of longing on her face. One of desperation. She’s a woman who wants to be touched, kissed, chased… caught.

“Open.”

She does without hesitation, and I lean forward and spit into her mouth.

The look on her face, doesn’t change. Billie Rose slowly sticks her tongue out, showing me my own spit.

“Swallow it.”

She does.

“Good girl. Now, you know what to do next.”

Without taking her eyes from mine, she allows her hand to slide down the front of my sweatpants. Her eyes widen in awe, fear, and fascination. A combination of emotions plays over her face as her fingers wrap around me.

“I’m going to use that cock to fuck every one of your pretty, little holes,” I tell her.

I’m not sure if she believes me but she wanted to know what’s going to happen and I’m not about to lie to her. Her eyes fall away from mine, and she uses both of her hands to slide my joggers down my hips. When my dick springs out in her face, she starts to slide away from me but stops herself.

“It’s okay, you two are going to be best friends soon, don’t be afraid of him.” I run my hand through her hair.

Gently, she wraps her hand around the base of my cock, making my eyes roll back in my head. This was probably a terrible idea. I want to throw her on her back and sink my dick in her so deep she forgets her name.

A hiss escapes me as I feel a hesitant lick of her tongue around my tip. I open my eyes and stare down at her. Eyes as blue as the deepest part of the ocean peek up at me, seeking approval. “Such a good girl,” I gather her hair and wrap it around my fist, encouraging her.

It’s clear she has no idea what she’s doing and fuck if that doesn’t turn me on. Mine. All fucking mine.

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