Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 18426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
“Oh God. Too deep, Daddy. It hurts.” I know he won’t pull out and I don't want him to but what I have learned in this little amount of time is how much he loves it when I tell him how much it hurts.
“You damn right little bunny. It's supposed to hurt when your man is using you for his cum dumpster.” he moves out for a brief second before slamming in again. “Did you feel that, bunny? I can feel your abdomen spasming from my invasion. He does it again and curses in my ear but just like last night I am slowly rising to another place. “Tell me you like it, wife. Tell your husband you want to be my dirty bitch.” My pussy contracts, his words affecting me in a visceral way. I do want that. I want to be everything to this man who has rescued me and made me belong. This good, sexy lumberjack who has given me something to hold on to long after I am gone. I was wanted, coveted and taken for a moment. So, I answer him.
“I want to be everything for you, daddy.” He stills. His breathing stops and for a second I think I said something wrong but then his hand wraps around my neck and squeezes and then everything in me begins to darken. I think I hear him shout in the distance, but I can't be sure because I am floating. I am finally at peace, for however brief the moment is.
“Fuck, wake up bunny. Come on sweet girl, look at me.” I hear a familiar voice saying to me, but I don’t want to move towards it because right now I am in a park with Lili watching her laugh and sing. “Baby please open your eyes, you're killing me. Show me you are okay.” The voice sounds panicked. Pained even and I feel this compulsion to reassure him, but in order to do that I have to open my eyes.
Then suddenly, Lili vanishes and I am left weeping in the dark, my arms outstretched reaching for her. “No. Come back.” I hear myself beg before everything comes back to me. I begin opening my eyes, and my husband's face comes into view.
“Thank fuck, baby. You took ten years off my life.” he says, kissing my lips carefully. Trying to ease his mind I try to make a joke.
“Well that’s no good. You’re already old.” He snorts before wiping my face with a wet cloth.
“Are you alright?” I nod my head and stare into his kind eyes. How can this man who just met me already be so concerned about my wellbeing when people I have known half my life like my social worker couldn’t care less?
“I’m fine. Thirsty.” I say pointing to the glass of water. Carefully he helps me sit up and puts the glass to my face. I drink slowly and then sit back. “I don’t know if I said this but thank you, Harlan.” His eyes soften and he puts the glass down. He lifts me like I am no more than a real bunny and sits me on his naked lap.
“For what, baby?”
“This.” I say spreading my arms.
“You never have to thank me for that, Julep. I have waited my whole life for you.” I should be skeptical right? But I believe him. There is so much sincerity in his voice and actions and in truth, I have been waiting for him too.
But now, I need to find my sister, leave this place I have come to love in a few short days and get my sister.
Chapter Ten
Harlan
Four Days Later
She’s not happy and I don’t know what to do. I mean yeah she smiles, laughs and cooks. At night she lets me fuck her anyway I want and often times I take her like she my forbidden little morsel, on my lap stuffed full of my cock, bouncing up and down with her hair and tits moving, crying and calling me daddy. I am a depraved asshole, but this girl, this girl is my drug and quickly becoming my entire world.
So when she goes off for four hours into the library at the back of the house and starts doing god knows what on her computer or sits in the kitchen doing the same thing on her tablet, it grates. Something is bothering her, keeping her from opening up the rest of the way and I can’t stand it. Something is worrying her but every time I ask her about it she gives me some bullshit answer.
I have been at work since this morning and I am anxious to get back home to her. It's like now that I've had her, I can’t function if I am away from her for too long. Pulling into the driveway, I notice a few other cars and I recognize them immediately. “Shit.”