Page 8 of Daddy's Addiction

Then his eyes roam over the room, and his lip curls up in disapproval. “What the actual fuck?”

I sit up on my elbows. “I know, right?”

His dark eyes latch on to me, and my heart thuds louder with each second ticking by, and when he takes in my open bare legs, I lick my lips in anticipation.

Tommy’s hands move lightning fast, gripping my ankles, and he tugs me toward the edge of the bed before lowering himself. He grips my throat, pulling me off the mattress toward him as he looms over my small body, dark eyes drilling into me, danger lurking beneath them.

He’s so close I can smell the alcohol on his breath, see a scar on his lip and almost touch them with mine.

My clit throbs with the awareness, and my body becomes putty in his hands, waiting with expectation and need. “I don’t need some little girl in my life flirting with me.” His eyes roam over me in distaste, making my lip tremble in hurt.

He applies pressure to my throat, my eyes widen and my pulse races in panic. “Don’t test me, little girl. Stay the hell away from me. You don’t know what I’m capable of,” he spits out with spite. In a move I couldn’t anticipate, he pushes me back by my throat until my body collides with the soft sheets. “I like to break things, little girl.” His pupils have dilated, and the threat behind his words lies heavy in the air. “Break them and destroy them. Don’t push me. You won’t be repairable if you do.” With that threat, he finally releases me and leaves me gasping for air and my clit begging for a release I swear only he can give.

My body droops in defeat as Tommy Marino turns and walks briskly out of my room.

He might think he scared me into submission, but my panties are proof otherwise.

No, dangerous Tommy turns me on.

He will be a challenge, but I like nothing more than a challenge, and judging by that solid cock of his, he likes one too.

Tommy

I leave Jade’s room and storm downstairs and guzzle the remainder of the scotch from the bottle. When nails begin to graze my neckline, I grimace at the prickly sensation they leave in their wake. I’d forgotten I ordered company for tonight.

I snap and tell her to leave and then follow it up with a text to my security, who escorts her off the property. My cock is so hard it throbs against the band of my boxers, aching with a desperate need to punish her little pussy. My little girl’s pussy. Fuck me, that’s wrong. But feels so fucking right.

Now I’m lying in bed with a raging hard-on I can’t neglect any longer.

Taking a deep breath, I tug down my boxers and pull out my rock-hard cock. It’s angry and aches, all thanks to the little cocktease across the hall. I have a good mind to go into her room, pull the sheet from her perfect little body, and force my cock into her mouth until she chokes on it for so long her throat becomes raw.

Fisting my cock in a steel grip, I slowly swipe the dripping head with my thumb and coat myself in the excessive precum leaking from the tip and work my hand up and down my cock in a tight fist.

Tormenting myself, I imagine it’s her small mouth that I’m feeding, and the pulsating vein on my cock encourages my thoughts deeper. I close my eyes and imagine the scenario taking place. How her eyes would bulge with shock at the size of me in comparison to her small frame. How I’d hold her throat roughly and not stop fucking it until it’s ragged and raw, forcing her to take all of me. Tears would spill from her eyes, dribble would flow down her chin, and she’d choke on my cum as I spilled into her mouth. Then I’d pull out while she gasped for air, and I’d wipe my cock clean on her innocent cheeks and make her suck the excess cum from me.

Thrusting my hips up, I lower my free hand to my balls and tug on them. Pleasure rushes through my body as I imagine painting her lips with my cum while she begs me for more. My body tightens as I fuck my palm harder, and my breathing becomes ragged as the blood pumps furiously through my veins. She’s being a desperate, needy little whore for me to use as I please. My cock leaks over my hand. “Fuck yes, you little slut.” My muscles tense when cum shoots from my cock as I continue to fist it in a firm grip. “Fuck, little girl. Fuck,” I pant out as my breath quickens.

It lands on my stomach and coats my thighs. “Fuck, little girl. All for you. Daddy came all for you.”

My chest heaves as I stare down at my abs coated in my thick cum and use the tip of my finger to write her name on my stomach. Then I rub my cock with the palm of my hand as I stiffen once again.

I should make the little whore clean it up.

And I will.

One day, I’ll make her pay for making me feel this way.

ChapterFive

Jade

Iblow into my hot chocolate while Ellie grins over at Darryl. “So, are you working Friday?” he asks me, unaware my best friend is majorly crushing on him right now.

Sure, he’s a good-looking guy, but I’m not looking for a boy. He does nothing for me, not like Tommy. Even his name makes me want to drop to my knees and beg him to take me.Tommy Marino, mmm.

“Jade. I said, are you working Friday?” He snaps me out of my daydream.

“No. Just the weekend.”

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