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CHAPTER EIGHT

Rafael

As soon as the words left my mouth, I immediately wished that I could have taken it all back and made it so I never said anything in the first place. I hated the fact that, despite the fact that I had been as cool and composed as ever, she was driving me crazy with how close she was. I wanted nothing more than to hold her in my arms until she was no longer trembling from the fear she had felt thanks to seeing Jake and Vincent.

It wasn’t my fault that they had shown up in the first place. Even though I had given them the okay the night before, they had already taken care of Will and were reporting back to me. Not only had they made sure to clean up the scene and get rid of the body, but they had also gone through and made sure he hadn’t called the police on us. Thanks to their work, if anyone came around asking about Will, all we had to do was have Sandra report that he had run off on her and never came back.

I knew Chase wouldn’t be happy about the fact that Will was dead, but, so long as he got his money, I knew that everything would be okay. Will was a scumbag who owed a lot of money to the bar that Eric now ran, and that money was helping support the compound. The last thing we wanted was to lose the compound because of some idiot like Will.

With the words hanging in the air between us, my heart thudded so loudly in my chest that I was certain that it was trying to escape my chest and burst. The whole time I struggled with my new set of nerves, Sandra stared at me in shock and disbelief, seeming to be lost in thought as she processed the words that had just left my mouth. The last thing I wanted was for her to leave as soon as we got to the compound and tell everyone that she never wanted to see me again, but I was more worried about if she went to Chase. Finally, she stared straight out the front window, seeming to come to a decision on what she wanted to do about my confession.

“I see,” she finally agreed, her voice distant and a bit hesitant as she spoke. “So, you’ve been trying to win me over?” Relieved and amused that she was focusing more on the fact that I had just admitted that I wanted to win her over rather than focusing on what had been implied, I smiled a little and turned my attention back to the road as the compound came into view.

“Of course,” I reassured her. “I’d be crazy not to try to win you over before it’s too late. I’m not the only one who’s expressed interest in you, and I wanted to try to win you over before anyone else got to you, and the last thing I wanted is for Will to get in the way and ruin it.” Processing this, she nodded her head in response and looked back at me.

“Is there something I should know about all this?” she asked, and I frowned as we parked outside the house where she and I were both staying.

“What do you mean?” I asked, and she crossed her arms as she stared at me intently.

“Am I going to have to cover for you or anyone else?” she asked, and I finally realized what she meant. Amazed at how insightful she was, I shrugged.

“Not at the moment,” I reassured her as I turned to look her in the eye. “However, if you do, I promise to make it worth your while and let you know in advance.” Her eyes lit up as she started to smile at me.

“How so?” she asked, sounding genuinely curious, and I couldn’t help but smile as I stared at her a moment.

Her entire body trembled as I looked her up and down, and I wanted to satiate the hunger that seemed to be growing in her as she sat there. I could show her what it was like to feel properly pleasured and cared for if she would let me, and, judging by the curious expression on her face, she truly would have let me. All I had to do was take the lead like a proper Daddy.

“Well, Little One,” I began as I decided to take the risk, “why don’t we go upstairs and let Daddy show you exactly how I plan to make it worth your while?” Her smile widened as she licked her lips, her eyes raking up and down my body, taking in every inch of my massive frame.

“Are you sure, Daddy?” she asked, her voice hitching a little as she spoke. “You don’t think it’s improper of me?” Immediately, I shook my head in response as I unlocked the door.

“I’ll tell you when it’s improper,” I reassured her, my instincts starting to take over as I struggled to compose myself. “Now, unless you’ve changed your mind, I suggest you get your butt in the house and in your room before I decide that you need to be punished for teasing me the way you are right now.” As soon as the words left my mouth, she giggled and threw open the door, racing straight for the house as soon as her feet touched the ground.

As I watched her hurry into the house, I groaned in delight, feeling the way my arousal had grown and was throbbing in my pants as I got out of the car and made my way towards the house, eager to be alone with her. Every muscle in my body was tense from the excitement, and I longed to feel her tiny body pressed against mine as I held her to me. All I had to do was get upstairs and find her in her room, and she would be mine.

No one paid any attention to me as I prowled through the house, and I was grateful for this. The last thing I wanted was to be called away to do something else before I could reach Sandra in her room. Instead, it felt as though everyone sensed my urgency to get to Sandra, and they left me to my primal task of hunting her down.

Making my way up the stairs, I found myself enveloped in the dim lighting of the late afternoon, and I couldn’t help but smile as I continued down the dim hallway towards her room, which was at the end of the hall. Finally coming up to the door, I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

“Come in,” called out Sandra’s sweet, innocent voice, and I groaned internally as I struggled with the tension of my excitement while I opened the door.

She was alone in her room, and she was bare naked and vulnerable under my intense gaze as I closed the door behind me. My entire body trembled from the restraint I was exercising as I closed and locked the door behind me, doing everything I could not to leap at her and take her right there on the bed. Taking a deep breath, I raised an eyebrow at her as I stared at her.

“This is a surprise,” I commented as I took her appearance in. “What if it had been anyone else?” Immediately, she giggled as she swayed towards me.

“Why would it be anyone else?” she asked, still teasing me as she spoke. “I already know you wouldn’t let them anywhere near me, Daddy.” Unable to control myself any longer, I lunged across the room at her, wrapping my arms around her as I pulled her towards the bed with more ease than if she were a tiny child.

CHAPTER NINE

Sandra

The way Rafael lifted me into the air and carried me to the bed both excited and scared me, but I didn’t mind. I wanted him to dominate me and make me his, and I didn’t care if it hurt in the process. As he dropped me onto the bed, I bounced back, gaining a bit of air before landing on my back amongst the covers on the bed. As soon as I was situated, Rafael peeled his shirt off his back and climbed onto the bed after me.

“Be good for Daddy, Little One,” he purred, his voice low and primal as he spread my legs out on the bed. “Daddy’s going to try something on you first, and, if you are good for Daddy, he’ll never leave you.” My heart raced as I watched his head dip between my legs and nuzzle the soft lips of my sex.

His stubble tickled a little, but I was completely helpless as soon as he planted both hands on either side of my hips, pinning me down in place and holding me captive. His soft, warm lips kissed my sex, teasing me a little as I bucked against him, my body demanding more, and I felt him smile before his warm tongue reached out and swirled around the outside of my sex before delving inside me.

A gasp of surprise escaped me as I bucked my hips upwards against his grip, trying to allow him more access to the rest of my under region. I wanted more, yet he held me down, limiting my movements as his thumb reached over and started to rub my clit, causing me to thrash against him. It felt as though I was being tortured to death, and I didn’t want it to stop, either. This was one death I would gladly accept with both arms wide open.