Total pages in book: 7
Estimated words: 5647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 28(@200wpm)___ 23(@250wpm)___ 19(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 5647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 28(@200wpm)___ 23(@250wpm)___ 19(@300wpm)
“No.” She shakes her head, but I just smile.
“Don’t worry. It’s not the first time you’ve cum on my cock.” I circle her clit just the way she likes it, and I feel her pussy clench around me. She’s still so tight, but the pills I give her make her so fucking wet it’s easy for me to go as deep and hard as I want.
“Don’t make me like it.” She squeezes her eyes shut, but I don’t stop.
“There it is, you feel that? That’s us, sweet girl. That’s you and me fucking that’s making all that mess.”
“Oh god.” She inhales, and her body tightens. Then she screams as her orgasm hits her, and I fuck her so hard the headboard slaps against the wall.
Deeper and deeper my cock goes while she cums and I sink in all the way to my balls. They draw up tight until my sack can’t take anymore, and I nut right in her teenage cunt. It’s so pretty and pink as the cum pours out from around my cock, and she keeps pulsing with her own orgasm.
Looking down at her soft body stuffed full of my dick and her nipples leaking milk, all I can think about is fucking her all over again.
“Merry Christmas,” I tell her as I bend down and latch on to her once more.
CHAPTER 4
MILLY
“Do you like it?” Uncle Logan asks me after I open up the present.
“It’s beautiful. Like all the rest,” I say honestly.
It’s Christmas, and I’ve spent hours opening one present after another. Each is more beautiful and perfect than the one before.
“That’s the one you wanted, isn’t it?”
“I don’t remember saying I wanted this necklace,” I tell him a little sharply, but then he gives me a confused look.
“Yes, you did. Last April when we were at the museum. I commented on the necklace in the painting and you said you wished you had a necklace like that. No one knew if the necklace existed or was just in the painting, so I had the jeweler make you a replica.”
“Oh” is all I can say as I look down at the necklace that is filled with all kinds of jewels. I didn’t think it was real, but clearly I was wrong.
Today has been confusing, to say the least.
Last night was like a blur, and when I woke up, I thought maybe I dreamed it. That was until Uncle Logan went down on me and made me orgasm on his face. Then he had sex with me three times before he would let me get out of bed. The last time I was on all fours like a dog while he did it from behind. I tried not to like it and kept telling myself that it was awful even as I pushed back to take more. Even as I got wetter and came around his cock. Even as I silently begged for him to keep going.
Since the house staff is off today, he cooked for me. I didn’t realize how hungry I was, but I ate until I couldn’t hold another bite. Once he was satisfied I’d had my fill, he brought me into the lounge and showed me the mountain of presents. I didn’t know how to act because this was so unlike Uncle Logan. Our relationship before last night was distant and somewhat cold. But to have him smiling at me while he made me food and then spoil me with gifts was like waking up in a new world. Maybe that’s what this is.
“Uncle Logan—” I start to say, but he cuts me off.
“I’ve got one more present for you,” he tells me, and I look around the room.
“How can there possibly be anything more?”
To my complete shock, he reaches into his pocket and takes out a small velvet box. He places it on his knees and crooks his finger at me. “Come here, sweet girl.”
I’m hesitant because when he gets his hands on me, my body betrays my mind. I know it’s wrong for him to touch me, but when he does it, all I can do is hope he never stops. Does that make me as bad as him?
When his smile drops, I know that I don’t have a choice, so I get up from where I’m sitting on the floor and go sit on the couch next to him.
“When you first came here, I was angry,” he tells me as he takes my hands in his. “I didn’t want the responsibility of caring for someone; anything really.” He bends down and kisses my hand. “Then you looked at me with those big, beautiful eyes like I was your savior, and it made me feel like a god.”
He’s not wrong. I remember thinking of him in that way too. He opens the little velvet box to reveal a gigantic diamond surrounded by dark red rubies. I can’t help the little gasp that leaves me at the sight of it.