Page 99 of Kneeling for Them
I don’t think anything good is going to come of this.
“Oh, there’s Garth,” she says.
“Stay on the phone with me.”
“Okay.”
There are muffled sounds as she gets into the car.
“Raise the privacy glass,” I say.
“What?”
“You heard me, little girl.”
“Shit,” she says.“Okay…”
“And watch your naughty mouth.”
My cock hardens more, the more I boss her around.I want to tell Garth to bring her here, to my office, instead of back to her house.But I wouldn’t be able to give her more than a quickie, and then she’d have to go all the way back to Bellefleur.
“Is the privacy glass up?”I ask.
“Yes,” she says.
“Yes,Daddy.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
I groan.She sounds too fucking sweet.
“Put your hand down the front of your pants and touch yourself,” I say.I wait a moment and then say, “Did you do it?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Are you wet?”
“So fucking wet.”
“Are you trying to be naughty on purpose, using those very adult words?”
“Maybe,” she says, a smile in her voice.
“Little brat,” I say.
Her voice is teasing.“Are you going to do something about it, old man?”
I can’t handle it.“Tell Garth to bring you to my place.I’m calling a ride and I’ll meet you there.”
Fuck work.I can come in at four in the morning if I have to.Right now, though, I’ve got a filthy little girl to punish.
Twenty-Three
Ella
Kingston’s waiting in the parking garage by the elevator when I get to his place.He opens my car door as soon as Garth pulls to a stop.
The way his jaw tightens at the sight of me, and his clenched fists, that stern, disapproving glare…fuck.If I thought my panties were wet a second ago, it’s nothing compared to the situation I’m feeling now.
