Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 147967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 740(@200wpm)___ 592(@250wpm)___ 493(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 740(@200wpm)___ 592(@250wpm)___ 493(@300wpm)
“Poor Maya,” he commiserated before he grasped hold of her hips and drew her up off his dick.
She let out a whimper of protest.
“Put your hands on the table,” he ordered. “Legs spread wide.” He drew her dress up over her bottom so she was exposed.
Maya expected him to take her then and there. But all he did was clear the table.
The bastard.
“Such a beautiful girl,” he said, walking over to her and running his hand over her bottom. Then he drove his fingers deep inside her.
She gasped. “Please. Please!”
“Please what?” he asked.
“Please fuck me. Please make me come.”
“Hmm. I thought I might watch some television with you sitting on my lap. Nice and still.”
“Noo!” she cried.
Slap!
“Are you in charge?” he asked.
“No.” If she was, she’d get orgasms whenever she wanted, but not too many. There would be no spankings, no eating when she didn’t feel like it, and no writing lines or corner time.
Ahh, Mayaworld would be a happy, happy place.
“That’s right. Papa’s in charge. And all you have to do is obey me. Can you listen to me?” He slid in behind her and reached an arm around to cup her pussy.
“Yes, I will! I will!”
His finger started playing with her clit. “That’s right, you will. You’re going to be a good girl and listen.” He moved back. “And until you give in and obey me without question, you’re not going to get what you want. Take a step away.”
She moved immediately. She wasn’t an idiot, she understood the assignment. It was just that sometimes, a girl had to push a bit.
“Bend right over. That’s it. Good job. Such a beautiful girl. Spread those legs wider.” He squeezed her ass. “Such a pretty bottom. I bet it’s still a bit tender, isn’t it?”
She whimpered. It really was.
“Stand up and move to the couch. Stand in front of it.”
Without thought, she moved. She didn’t know how he did it, how he got her body to obey like it did. But a feeling of relief engulfed her.
This felt so right.
So freeing.
She was facing the sofa when he walked over. He’d stripped off all his clothes and she watched him hungrily. She thought she would always look at him like this.
In awe. In wonder.
But, thankfully, she didn’t seem to be tongue tied around him anymore.
Well, unless he had his dick in her mouth, then her tongue was tangled up for other reasons.
“Kneel down on the cushion,” he commanded after he sat facing her.
She glanced down at the cushion between his feet. Shoot. She hadn’t even seen him put that there.
She kneeled on it.
“Now, suck on me until I’m nice and hard. I’ll tell you when to stop.”
Gladly. When she was sucking on him, she could totally lose herself and just be.
Which was likely the point. Because Matthieu was a smart guy. He’d likely seen her struggling with everything she’d learned. With everything going on back home.
And he was giving her a way to relax.
So she sucked and she let her mind grow blessedly blank.
Fuck.
Was he trying to torture himself?
His balls were aching, begging for relief.
Just a bit longer. Then you can come.
He could see how relaxed her body was. She was drifting and that’s what he’d hoped to achieve. He had no idea what was on the television, he was too busy just trying to stop himself from coming in her mouth.
Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. Reaching down, he lifted her off the floor, ignoring her noise of protest.
Then he drew her over his lap so she was facing him, her legs on either side of his.
And he drove himself inside her. He took a deep breath, just holding her there while he searched for his control.
And then he fucked her. He guided her movements with his hands on her hips.
Up and down.
Don’t come. Don’t come.
He thrust his hips up, his hand coming round so his thumb could play with her clit. He heard her breath hitch and moved his thumb faster.
He needed to get her there.
Now.
Don’t come. Don’t come.
“Get ready, Bébé. You need to come when I tell you.”
Fuck. He loved the way her breasts jiggled slightly as she moved.
“Please! Please!” she cried as he felt her tighten around him.
“Come, Bébé!” he commanded.
As she let go, pulsing around his dick, he let himself fall over the edge into ecstasy.
53
“Papa, I don’t need a nap,” Maya complained as he wrapped her up in a blanket.
“Yes, you do.”
“No, I don’t.” She scowled up at him. “I’m a big girl and I don’t needs a nap!”
She was adorable when she was all grouchy. Too bad for her that she wasn’t going to win this fight.
“Well, Papa says that even big girls need naps and you haven’t been sleeping that well.”
It had been two days since the call with Ink and while he’d done his best to keep her mind off things, he still caught her worrying. And it was affecting her sleep.