I stormed through the house looking for her and found her in her usual spot, reading in the den. She was such a bookworm and I’d come to realize that reading was her favorite way to unwind. But, it most definitely wasn’t mine.
She looked up from her book as I walked into the room – all huge brown eyes and innocence.
Did she really have no idea what a monster her father was? Or was she covering for him. Did she know all about poor Bethany Cooper and the fact that her father had raped and murdered her?
I shook my head. I couldn’t believe it of her. She was too good. Too good for her cunt of a father, and too good for me. Pity I was too much of a monster myself to let her go though.
I walked over to her and held out my hand. She put her book down on the sofa beside her and took my hand without questioning why, or where I was taking her.
I pulled her up and led her out of the room and up to the master bedroom. As soon as we were inside, I closed the doors behind us and she stood by the bed, staring at me and trembling slightly. I crossed the room to her and brushed my knuckles across her cheek.
‘I’ve had a fucking awful day,’ was all I could think of to say. All I could offer as justification for what I was about to do to her.
She nodded in understanding. ‘Okay,’ she breathed.
‘Take off your clothes and lie on the bed,’ I growled.
She obeyed immediately and started to slide her yoga pants over her hips and down her legs before kicking them off. She wasn’t wearing panties and her compliance with my rule almost made me smile.
I watched as she silently removed her tank top and bra and tossed them onto the floor too. Then she lay back on the bed.
‘Spread your legs so I can see what belongs to me,’ I snapped as I started to undress, and she opened them wide until I had a glorious view of her waxed pussy.
I heard her breathing becoming heavier and faster as she waited for whatever I was about to do to her. I pulled my belt off and walked to the head of the bed.
‘Give me your hands,’ I said, and she lifted them up to me. I looped the leather around her wrists, pulling it tight against her skin until she winced slightly. I fed the belt through the metal bed-frame and then back through the loop on her wrist before fastening it and securing her wrists in place.
She looked up at me the whole time I was doing it, her eyes wide and her mouth open in expectation. I bent down and kissed her quickly, nipping at her lower lip as I pulled away.
I picked up a pillow. ‘Ass up,’ I ordered, and she raised her hips, allowing me to slide the pillow beneath her so that her pussy was at the perfect angle for the hammering I was about to give her.
When I’d finished undressing, I crawled over her, running my hands over her body and squeezing each of her breasts in turn, making her groan out loud. I was already hard, and I couldn’t wait to bury my cock in her. But if I wanted to fuck her as hard as I intended, I needed her wet and loose.
‘Alex,’ she moaned, and I sucked one of her nipples into my mouth as my hand slid down her body until I reached her slick folds.
‘I need to fuck you real hard, princess,’ I growled against her skin as I slipped two fingers inside her.
‘I know,’ she moaned as I added a third finger, stretching her wide as she writhed beneath me, pulling at her wrist restraint.
‘The more you pull against that, the tighter it will get,’ I said as I grazed my teeth along the soft skin of her neck.
‘I can’t help it,’ she panted.
I sank my teeth into her neck and sucked hard.
‘Alex,’ she whimpered.
‘What, princess?’ I growled as I thrust my fingers in and out of her.
‘I need you inside me,’ she breathed.
‘I’ve got half of my hand inside you, Alana. How much more of me do you want?”
She dragged in a breath as I pumped her faster.
‘You want my cock in you, don’t you?’
‘Yes,’ she gasped as her hips bucked against me. I slipped my fingers out of her wet channel and positioned myself at the perfect angle between her thighs, until I was nudging at her opening. My cock was screaming to be inside her.