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WDupont
I want to put a ring on your finger. I want to fuck you bareback and ride your pussy until you’re pregnant, and when you’re round and knocked up with my baby, I’m gonna fuck you again, and I won’t stop dumping my cum inside you until we have a house full of our babies. And every night, after they’ve been sung to, kissed, and tucked in, you’re going to get on your knees and crawl to your daddy and thank him for the beautiful family he’s given you. You’re going to be my beautiful, brilliant, filthy wife. My babygirl. Mine. Mine, mine, mine. Forever.
I’m quite literally panting when I get done typing, and though it’s heavy and promises so much—maybe too much for the three month mark in a relationship—I don’t care. I don’t reread and reword, I do not edit and I sure as fuck don’t hesitate.
I hit send, and lean back, eager for her response. When a few silent minutes creep by, insecurity wiggles up my spine, and I send a second message.
WDupont
I don’t want to push you but in this case, I think you should trust me.
The second message, however, never sends. Because I receive a message, in italics, the color of the tilted font slightly gray.
CCaine is offline.
Did I come on too strong, too fast? She’s fully aware that I’m a man who seizes control, and who craves her with everyfiber of my being. I’m consumed, obsessed, burning with need and I can’t keep playing penpals online like some lovesick teen—I’m done waiting, desperate to claim what’s mine.
My stomach plummets at the idea that maybe I pushed her too far. Maybe she really wasn’t ready, and my control was smothering.
I wait for her to come back online, but she doesn’t, and I fall asleep on the couch, worried and waiting.
CHAPTER
FOURTEEN
We agreedwe wouldn’t acknowledge each other in person.Keep things as they are,don’t ruffle feathers or whatever the expression is.
We also agreed to take it slow, and I violated that agreement hard last night by spilling my ever-loving breeding-happy guts.
Now, as I stand in the doorway of the break room at lunch time, staring at Cadence who waits in front of the microwave, I’m torn.
It’s my nature to take control, grab the reinsand get what I want. It’s why I’ve been in sports my whole life—athletesneeda leader.
In any other situation, I’d likely walk up to Cadence, kiss her on the lips and announce to the world that she is fuckingmine.
I’m falling in love with her, which is damn crazy to say, and because of that, I’m hesitant. Being in love, according to every married person I’ve ever met, is about compromise.
I want to storm over there and demand she stop playing these games, stop logging off and not giving me her phone number, and quit keepingusinside of a computer.
I tap my boot along the faded linoleum as the doors open at the end of the hall. Sunlight pours in, and two girls enter, arms linked, soft laughter hanging in a cloud around them. If students are in the hall, headed back toward classrooms, I don’t have much time.
Discreetly inhaling through my nose, I exhale a bit wobbly and enter the breakroom. Dean and Riley went off-campus today to Goode’s, and while they invited me, I declined. It’s better with them gone, anyway. They won’t witness whatever this ends up being.
I tip my hat at a female teacher whose name escapes me at the moment, and squeeze between two chair backs as I head toward the sink. My heart is beating so goddamn hard that it actually makes me angry that I’ve allowed myself to get this worked up.
I usually have more control of my emotions. The daddy in me is always controlled, too. It’s just—she just turns me into someone I don’t recognize, and steals my impulse control.
I turn the water on at the sink, feeling Cadence in my periphery, still in front of the microwave. I wash my hands, and she reaches out, tapping, adding 30 seconds to her meal.
She’s adding time, which meansshe wants to stand here longer, too.
Shewantsme to make a move.
She’saskingfor me to do something…anything.
It’s why she added time to the microwave. Without a doubt.
I could fucking bend her over and fuck her raw right now, I’m so thrilled.
