“And three…your fate was sealed. You were to be mine forever.”
Alexander may be a calculated guy and ‘teach’ a language, but he doesn’t strike me as a smooth talker, telling women what they want to hear. As a matter of fact no woman has been able to get to him this entire year, and many have tried. I believe his words, and take him to be a straight-shooter, no pun intended.
“This teacher act is running thin anyway. Not to mention you’re no longer a student so I have no desire to be there anymore. I need to be where you are, watching over you, keeping you safe.”
“It seems like you’d be better off watching over yourself considering your past,” I counter, not making this any easier on him but wanting to see just how far he’ll really go when tested.
“I’m possessive as hell of you, and the thought of some college punks looking at you makes me jealous as fuck. Being around you makes me feel alive, but the thought of you surrounded by a bunch of horny young boys all day with me not around, kills me.” His big body moves forward and his lips find mine. “And that’s why I’m keeping you right by my side.”
“I’m happy to get out of this one horse town if you are.”
“It’s going to be an adventure for the rest of our lives, I can promise you that. And I can also promise you one day, as soon as I can, I’m going to get you a cabin in the mountains.”
“Me?”
“Us.”
I smile wide, and he grabs me out of my seat and pulls me onto his lap, his desire poking me in the back. “Is it playtime again, Daddy?” I tease into his ear.
“As far as I’m concerned playtime never ends.”
He grabs my ass hard and spins me around so I’m riding him, my hands grabbing a hold of his firm chest muscles as they flex under my grip. “What game should we play this time, Daddy?” I go along.
“Let’s play V.I.P.’S Enter Through The Back Door.”
“Uh oh?” I say, bringing the tips of my fingers to my lips. “The V.I.P. Entrance?”
“Yes, little girl. And there’s only one V.I.P. in your life.”
“Who’s that, Daddy?”
“Who do you think, little one?” he asks, his hand sliding into the back of my panties and the pad of his thumb finding the opening to my backside.
“I think Daddy wants to enter through the back door, so no one can see him.”
“You’re right, precious,” he says, spinning me around so I’m reverse cowgirl, still in my underwear, on his lap. Then his legs pull back and I slide from his lap, my feet finding the floor as he yanks down my panties. I hear a spitting sound and then a warm stickiness being spread on my poopy hole. “Feels like that backdoor is even smaller and more narrow than the front.”
“That’s by design, Daddy. I learned it in school.”
“Well for Daddy’s sake you better learn to keep your voice down when Daddy sneaks in the back. We don’t want him getting caught and getting thrown out do we?”
I shake my head from side to side. “No, we don’t want that at all.”
“Breathe in, sweetheart, and turn your head forward so you’re not watching.”
I do as I’m told and slowly I feel his thickness invade my backside and I feel all the air in my lungs disappear, my shoulder pulling up tight.
“Breathe out, darling. Daddy’s in.”
I exhale and hear him spit, a warm glob landing right on the top of my opening and dripping down onto Daddy’s rod as he slowly works his hips back.
“Do you remember what to say if Daddy gets caught sneaking in the back door?”
“Uh huh,” I nod. “That this all belongs to Daddy and he can enter whatever door he wishes when we’re playing.”
“That’s right and why can Daddy do that?”
“Because I like it.”