Page 69 of Wanting What’s Wrong

He swirls his fingers around my clit and there’s a tiger inside me that is determined to claw its way out. I hold the jewelry in my hands, resting my head on the back of the sofa, moaning and opening my legs, wanting more.

“But, it’s more than just a pretty collar for my little girl. It’s got sensors, when it’s against your skin, it’s sending me all sorts of data. Your temperature, your pulse rate, if you’re moving or being still and…if your wet or dry.”

“Wet,” I mumble.

“Yes, baby. A different kind of wet than this.”

I flutter my eyes open to see him licking the slick sheen off his fingers, then taking the necklace and locking it with the key around my neck.

“I’m the only one that can take this off.” A low rumble vibrates from his chest as his fingers return to my willing, waiting and wet pussy. “You want more?”

“Yes. More,” I manage on a desperate croak. “ More .”

“You earned it earlier. I’ll reward you when you are good.

Sometimes with good feelings down here…” His voice glides into me like honey into warm tea.

“Special feelings for my baby from Daddy to only you. Now, another rule…you always tell me how good it feels. I want to hear you tell me, lil’ mint. Always, I’ll want to know.”

“It does feel good. Like nothing ever before.”

“Have you ever touched yourself? Can you remember?”

My face flushes with his question and I’m so distracted but I try to think. “I think so. Maybe? But, I don’t remember this feeling. I remember trying, I think, but that’s all.”

I want to turn and mount his lap, needing the friction. My nipples are in painful, taut peaks and my body is making demands that are impossible to ignore.

His eyes look like he’s on fire. Burning up like me. “Be a good girl, and I’ll make the good feeling even better.”

There’s music in my head. Something I don’t recognize. But it swells and surges with the feelings in my core.

“Kiss me,” he says, the words harsh and commanding as Jack leans forward, his fingers exploring my opening, and I need more of everything he’s offering.

I obey, reaching up and pulling his face to me as his lips consume mine. His tongue swipes between my lips, warm and full as I melt into the sofa. He tastes like the cinnamon coffee he drank earlier and I love the warmth of his tongue against mine.

He kisses me slowly. With a softness as though we have all the time in the world while he’s driving me crazy with his hand inside my panties.

The warmth between my legs gushes as the wet noises drift upward as his fingers move faster between my legs.

The kiss ignites something deeper as Jack moans and makes his own painful sounds, his big body turning toward me as a finger breaches my opening, sliding until the tightness down low stabs me with a pinprick of pain.

I gasp and Jack pulls back, that fire in his eyes turning dark. “That’s what you’ve saved for me.” He eases his finger in and out, not pushing any deeper, and the tension in my belly is ready to explode. “Spread your legs for Daddy.”

“I want…” Is all I can manage as he withdraws his hand, his brow tight as the need he’s created becomes a monster inside of me, demanding release.

I tug the neckline of the dress down, popping the weight of my breasts from the bra and spinning in one movement to straddle him, the aching between my legs turning me feral.

The huge bulge under his fly is my salvation, giving me the friction I need as Jack’s hand flies to the back of my head, tangling in my hair and jerking my head back.

“You want to come?” He growls. “You trying to drive me crazy?”

“Yes,” I mutter, not knowing which question I’m answering. I gasp, my breathing labored as though there’s no oxygen. “I want to be a good girl.”

“You are. Show Daddy how you’ll fuck him when the time comes. Show me how you’re going to ride my cock like your life depends on it.”

His mouth captures a sensitive spot on my neck and I yelp as he lands a hard slap on the side of my ass, raking his teeth upward until he bites at my earlobe, hissing in a desperate tone. “Show me how you fuck, little girl. Show Daddy what feels good.”

Somehow, my body knows what to do. My hips go wild, bucking and sliding up and down the hard length under his trousers as Jack attacks my neck, then another smack on my ass lights up my brain like the fourth of July.

“Come on .” His voice turns harsh. “You can do better than that. Try harder. Come on, show me how you’re going to fuck your Daddy.”

His cologne and my arousal swirl in the air as I gasp and grab his shoulders, grinding down, churning and desperate as his filthy words draw me deeper and deeper into whatever this is we are together.

“You’ve teased me for a long time. But no more. No more teasing. From now on, you’ll do as you’re told. Naked and spread wide for me, whenever I say. ”

Another spank releases something inside of me. Maybe inside us both from the sounds he’s making. There’s a magnetic pull between us, like we’ve been holding back for too long and the forces of the universe have aligned to make it impossible for us to fight it any longer.

Jack’s mouth clasps onto my nipple with a simultaneous smack on the other side of my ass as pleasure roils in my belly and I try to make sense of why his spanking and dirty words only make me more excited.

“Dirty girl. Spreading that wet cunt on Daddy’s lap.

Grind it down on me, baby. Later you’ll be rubbing that little pussy all over my face right before I fuck you like the filthy little tease you are.

You’ll be dripping with me. Bred with me.

You’ll have no choice. I’ll hold you down and paint your womb with my seed.

If you even think the word condom, I’ll know.

I’ll buy every red rose within a hundred miles then spank your ass with all of them, thorns and all until you forget you ever heard of birth control. ”

His grip on my hair is overwhelming. He hisses filth into my ears, then takes my mouth again with his as my womanhood clenches and I convulse against him.

“I’ve touched myself for too long waiting for you, little girl. Thinking of all the wrong things I wanted to do with you. To you. The things I’ll make you do to me. Sometimes, you won’t want to, but you’ll do it anyway.”

It’s not a question and I don’t need to answer. I feel the truth in it as exhilaration races through me, darting from my head to my toes as sensory overload takes over.

“That’s it. Give me that first orgasm, baby. Give. It. To. Me .”

His fingers dig into the flesh of my ass, painful and sharp as the flicker behind my lids explodes and the world starts to spin.

I scream into his kiss. His tongue opening my lips, demanding, deeper, deeper as he shifts my hips against him, the stiffness under his pants throbbing against me as he groans into my mouth.

The euphoria reaches a peak as tears prick my eyes and his grip on my ass turns to more stinging swats.

He’s growling, an angry vibration between us as I think of the way he teased me with just the tip of his cock earlier.

Making me earn my request. The flavor of that little drop and how I want it all.

Jack breaks our kiss as I collapse into his shoulder.

“You make me do this. You tempt me until I lose control.” His voice cracks and this doesn’t feel like a game anymore.

There’s some truth in his words and I wonder if it’s more than just waiting for me to turn eighteen, but I don’t remember anything I’ve done to make him so angry.

“You soaked the front of my pants. Now everyone will know what a naughty girl you are.”

“I’m sorry,” I whisper, wanting him to feel as good as he makes me feel. “I’m sorry, Daddy. ”

“You’re a dirty girl. Making me do these things…it’s wrong. But, I can’t stop. Even if you tell me to, I can’t. I won’t.”

“I know.” I half sob into his neck, the scruff of his jaw scratching my skin. His scent comforts me, making me feel like he’s been my safe place for a very long time and no matter how bad I am, I’m never letting go.