Page 15 of Be a Good Girl and Choke on this D*ck
Anger replaces the fear because now I can give him a piece of my mind. “You ass!” I shout, unable to see where he is. “I’m not some chess piece to be played. I don’t want anything to do with whatever revenge you want to take out on my father. Let me go!”
His chuckle conveys menace and intimidation, while a light clicks on from the corner of the room. It glows softly, nothing too harsh, but allows me to see him standing with his arms crossed, leaning against the dresser. My gaze moves along his body, the only thing covering him is a pair of boxers, until I reach his face, and he’s wearing another creepy black skull mask.
Dammit,even now I can’t identify him.
“You’re safe.” His words are too smooth, too rehearsed, too alluring.
“Let me go.” I hiss out the words, wishing he were close enough to bite.
Pushing off the dresser, he steps forward, placing one knee on the bed and reaching forward with a hand to snatch my leg before I can react. “Never, sweet pea.” He aims for my other leg, and I kick at him, but he’s too fast and grabs me before I can connect.
Whimpering when he spreads my legs, my eyesgraze his body, admiring the flexing muscles as he moves, but I try to hide it.
He leans down and runs his masked face up the inside of my thighs, nuzzling at my sex and groaning deep in his throat before lying across my body. He covers me from head to toe, leaving me helpless, and for some reason, my body enjoys it.
“Please let me go.” My breathy words make him chuckle again.
“I’ve been dreaming of this for so long.” His voice in my ear sends shivers down my spine. “Having you under me is a dream come true, sweet pea. You have no idea how hard it’s been to hold off from sinking my cock nice and deep inside your tasty little cunt.”
Oh god.Why does this turn me on so much?
“You’re using me,” I accuse.
His hand slides along my body, the calloused palms rubbing across my pebbled nipples, before gliding up to circle my throat. “I’m going to use you in so many ways. Your mouth, your pussy, your ass….Fuck,I can’t wait. But I’mnottreating you like a fucking pawn with your father. Fuck him. Fuck anyone who thinks they can come between us.”
My eyes close without permission as his fingers tighten. I glide a leg up his side to hold him closer,and my mind screams that this is all wrong. My body, however, screams that this is oh so right.
Grinding his hardness into my core, a whimper instinctively escapes, and when he groans, I swear I feel it all the way down my frame. Encasing me in the delectable delights he wants to bestow upon me.
“Daddy, please.” Sobbing into his throat as he manipulates my senses is thrilling and terrifying because I shouldn’t feel these things for a man whose name I don’t know and whose face I wouldn’t recognize in a crowd.
“You trying to make me come with that whimpering, little girl?” He sounds pained.
“I don’t know your name. Not even your face.” When he bumps my bundle of nerves and sends pleasure zinging through my veins, I cry out. I wish I could touch him, feel him under my fingertips.
Nuzzling into my neck, he inhales sharply as his hands roam my flesh, touching me in ways I can’t touch him, and the restlessness growing inside me becomes intense.
“Soon enough, my sweet little treat, you will. For now, it’s Daddy’s turn to play.”
It’s exhilarating how he speaks to me, like I’m his own toy. I’ve never been treated this way in my life.
“Please tell me something, anything. I can’t just be okay with no idea of who you are.” I’ll keep begging.
“Hmmm.” It’s easy to imagine him licking his lips at my request. “Alright, you can ask as much as you want. However, for every question I don’t wish to answer…” He pulls back and flips me over, leaving me cold after the warmth of his body against mine. Popping my bare ass in the air, he finishes with, “I get to spank you.”
My sex floods with desire at the threat, or is it a promise?
“Deal.” The word barely passes my lips before he takes the opportunity to give me a taste of what’s about to happen. The burn of his palm across my flesh makes me hold my breath as I anticipate the next. “What’s your first question?”
“Will you tell me your name?” The sound of his palm hitting my ass reaches my ears after the sting of the action.
“Asked and answered, sweet pea.” He sounds pleased.
“When will you show me your face?” Flinching when his hand rests on my burning cheek, a relieved sigh rushes out as he gently rubs the sting away.
“As soon as I get inside this virgin pussy.”
“Have we met?” I brace again, but nothing happens.
