Page 124 of Cartel Rose (Jorge)

“What the fuck are these,chiquita?”

“Panties, Daddy.”

“Do you think you should be wearing them?”

“Um—no?”

“You may wear a bra because I know it would embarrass you not to. But you willnotwear panties again. When I want to see, touch, taste, or smell your cunt, you willnothave anything in my way. I may not be so demanding as to insist you only wear skirts and dresses, but you won’t put any more layers between your cunt and me ever again. Am I clear,chiquita?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

Fuck this is hot.

“You will throw all your panties away in the morning. If I find any, I will burn them.”

“Will you go commando for me?”

I wrap my hand in her hair and tug until she’s looking up at me. I reach around her and unfasten her bra, stripping her of it as I speak.

“Do you want every person within ten feet of me to know you keep me hard morning, noon, and night? That just the thought of you makes me want to drive my cock into your mouth, pussy, or ass. That when you’re near me, I’m like a wild beast barely kept in his cage. If you want anyone and everyone to see my hard-on, then sure, I’ll go commando.”

“No. It’ll make people stare. Then I’ll assume they want what’s mine. I’ll scratch their motherfucking eyes out and cut out their tongues.”

Her eyes widen at her declaration. It’s a good thing I can read lips, even when they’re barely moving because I understand what she says more to herself than me.

Where the hell did that come from?

I stare at her for a moment before I slap her other breast. I trail the tip of my tongue from her shoulder to just behind her ear. When I nip at her earlobe, it must sting. I tug until her head tilts toward my lips.

“Promise,chiquita?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl. I like you feisty and possessive. On your knees.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

I unfasten my pants and push them, along with my boxer briefs, low enough for my cock to spring free.

“Lick it all.”

My hand’s still in her hair, so I control her head. I push down but not hard enough to hurt her neck. She obeys my command, flicking her tongue along the ridge on the underside. I groan, adding more pressure to her head.

“Do you know how good you look licking my cock?”

“No, Daddy. I don’t.”

“It’s about the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen,chica. Suck.”

She slides her mouth down my length, taking as much as she can. She sucks harder when I groan again.

“Fuck, baby girl. I love to listen to you speak because you’re brilliant. I love watching you suck me off because you’re sexy as fuck.”

She works my cock for a couple minutes, but she squeals in surprise when I lift her off the floor. I place her on her belly on the bed, facing me, before I guide my cock back into her mouth. She’s called my body svelte before. Whatever it is, I take advantage of my height to spank her ass. I’m not gentle. I crisscross it until it must prickle and feel like a torch’s been lit next to it. She keeps sucking my dick the whole time.

“Let go and stand in front of the mirror.”

I have a full length one beside the dresser, closer to the door than the window. I turn her, so she has to look over her shoulder to see her ass. She sees the faint outline of my hand in a few places. She knows I’m walking to and from the bathroom, but she appears too mesmerized to watch me, even as I get naked too.