Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 134073 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 670(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 447(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 134073 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 670(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 447(@300wpm)
I’m not only going to lose my family when this is all said and done, but Dutch too. His mission to deliver me will be completed, and it stings to think of myself as nothing more than a job. He hasn’t given me a reason to think it’s more than that, and I can’t be mad about that either. He made it clear what we are and that I’m his until this is over. Then he’ll be off saving some other girl.
“What’s that face for, little bit? You look like an angry kitten.” He licks his lips, and his eyes eat me up.
The simple action has my body waking up. He has this control over me that I don’t understand. That should scare the crap out of me, but really I want more. I love his dominance because I’m safe there. I don’t have to think about anything other than the pleasure.
“Nothing,” I lie, trying to mask my jealousy at the thought of him taking care of someone else. Do other girls call him Daddy too?
He narrows his eyes on me, and his whole demeanor changes like a switch has been flipped. He stalks towards me, and I try to push back, but there’s nowhere for me to go. I'm on a long sofa Dutch put me on in case I felt like sleeping during the flight. He didn’t take me in the bedroom because he wanted to keep his eyes on me. Does he think I have a parachute hidden somewhere and that I’m trying to escape? I’m starting to realize Dutch is over the top in all aspects of his life, but I can’t say I hate it.
“Do you want to try that again?” I have to lean my head all that way back to meet his eyes. He towers over me, and my breathing starts to grow heavy.
“I’m fine.” I realize my mistake the second the word fine comes out of my mouth.
Dutch is on me in a second, draping me over his lap. He yanks my shorts and panties down my legs before I know what’s happening. I try and wiggle away, but it’s pointless as he slaps my bare ass.
“Stop moving,” he orders. It’s followed by another slap to my bare ass, and I gasp in surprise.
“You hit me.” His hand is now caressing the spot where his hand came down, and a strange tingle lights up through my body. I’m off kilter but not in a bad way. “Are you fucking crazy?”
His hand comes down on me again, and this time it’s harder. The pain shoots straight from my ass to my clit, and my shout turns into a moan of unexpected pleasure.
“Watch your fucking mouth, little bit,” he growls, slipping his hand down the crack of my ass and to my sex.
“That’s not fair,” I huff. How come he gets to curse all he wants and I don’t? I try and wiggle away again, but his fingers press into my clit and rub small circles.
“Your cunt is enjoying your spanking.”
“Yes.” I’m not sure if I’m agreeing with him or the pleasure he’s giving me right now. I try to lift my backside, but he pulls his hand away. It comes down on my ass again, and I cry out.
“I said to stop moving.”
I go completely still in his lap and obey his order. What the hell is happening to me?
“I think you need someone to take care of you, and you’re fucking pushing me to see if I’m up to the challenge.”
“That’s ridiculous.” My heart is pounding so hard I’m almost positive he can hear it.
“Is that so?” he says before he lands another smack to my ass.
“Daddy!” I shout, my nails digging into his calf so that I’m hanging on. I don’t know why that word keeps popping out of my mouth when I get all worked up.
His hand comes down again and again without a break, and instead of hating it, my entire body is aching.
“Please, Daddy, please.” I don’t beg him to stop, but to make me cum.
He sits me up and pulls my shirt and bra off, leaving me naked in his lap. I can see where my sex had been resting on his thigh because of the giant wet spot on his jeans. He grips my chin.
“You don’t keep things from me.”
I nod in agreement. “I’m sorry,” I say, hating the disappointment in his eyes.
“Prove it,” he orders, releasing my chin. “Get on your knees.” I slip off his lap and kneel in front of him. “You’re going to suck my cock until I come down your pretty throat. I don’t care if you’re choking on it or that flight attendant comes back in here. You keep sucking because all that matters to you now is pleasing me.”
I love everything he said except the part about the flight attendant.