Page 40 of The Right Woman

“Look at me.”

My eyes crawl up his broad body to greet his hungry eyes.

“How does it feel to suck your daddy’s big dick, little girl?”

I moan something around his granite length, and he shoves in deep and holds himself there as I choke around him.

“What was that? Hum it. It makes my balls want to explode.”

With as much as he can fit in my little mouth, he throbs against my tongue while I mutter all the nasty things I want to say to him. His head kicks back again as his chest is pulled forward. “Fuck, Rosy! Here it comes. You gonna swallow me down?”

Nodding, tears weep from my eyes as he releases with a strangled roar, filling my mouth, the taste of him an aphrodisiac on its own. “Let me see. Open wide and stick out your tongue.”

I do just as he says until he seems high and satisfied at the sight of his thick cum painting the inside of me. “Good. Now close and swallow it all.”

While I obey, he strokes my face with his thumb and gazes at me with a look of reverence and follows it with a husky, “Good girl.”

My ass wiggles at the compliment.

“Sit in your seat and put on your seatbelt.”

I manage to slide out from under him and climb over the center console, but the alcohol has really taken effect, so it’s more like falling over onto the cushiony interior. “Where are we going?”

“First to your place to feed Freckles and get you a bag. Then you’re coming home with me.” He starts the truck, and I think I would feel more uneasy about his proposal if I weren’t so dizzy, but I nod as he pulls out from the street. “Tomorrow, when you’re sober, I’m fucking you until you come three times. Once on my fingers, once on my face, and once on my cock.”

My eyebrows raise as I settle back with a small smile coating my lips. But he’s not finished. His hand slides across the space to grab mine, and he squeezes it until I drift into a swirly slumber of contentment.

“Then, I’m taking you on our first date.”

Chapter

Seventeen

ADON

Pink hair cloaksthe pillow next to me in a twisted pile of rubble, and my fingers delicately straighten each lock back into place. Not because I don’t enjoy her mess. In fact, I’m wondering if some part of me likes that the most about her, the fact she needs someone to care for her. Not that I’d ever admit it.

I do it so she doesn’t have to be in pain later when she brushes it out.

Piper doesn’t consider the consequences, and that’s all I think about, usually. With her, though, it seems I can be somewhat of a mess, too. Give in to my baser instincts. It’s acceptable to bend the rules while still using some to discipline her with.

She’s so young, though. Sleeping soundly next to me with a slight snore from her alcohol induced haze. Probably won’t even have a hangover.

Unlike my brother.

I pull the warm blanket up higher over her shoulders, then slip out of the bed as carefully as I can to not disturb her. Despite wanting to be inside her last night, I refrained and slept with hernuzzled against my bare chest instead. It’s something I hadn’t realized I missed, having someonethereand present with me.

Grabbing some shorts, I slip them on, then pick up my phone.

Rhodes

Eli’s in trouble

there’s empty bottles under his bed

My jaw clenches, thinking about this pattern he’s developed. I just knew something would go wrong. And now I gotta fix it. Except, once again, I feel powerless.

Me

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