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Chapter 10
Keri
I hated myself for even coming here. What did I think I could accomplish with him? Why did I keep winding up at his front door again and again when he made me this mad every single fucking time?
I tore out that door and didn’t look back as I headed straight to my car. I unlocked the door and slid into the driver’s seat, practically snarling with rage. I grabbed the wheel firmly with my fingers and squeezed it tight, hoping it would release some tension even though it did absolutely nothing at all. I screamed with frustration at myself and pounded the dashboard with the heels of my palms. None of it did anything to make me feel better.
This was all his fault.
Fuck.
I wasn’t really mad at him and no matter how much I tried to be, I couldn’t. The truth was that I was furious at myself and I knew why.
Beneath my skirt, my panties were soaked. My body adored his firm control even when everything in my head fought against him. Even now, my nipples were firmly pebbled beneath my bra and my core was swirling with arousal that refused to be tamed even though I wasn’t in the same room with him anymore. When I closed my eyes, I still saw him. When I breathed the chilly night air, I could still sense his decadently seductive cologne. I could still hear his voice surrounding me, gentle but firm. His touch on my skin. The memory of the taste of him on my tongue.
I hated that he could see right through me. I hated that he knew that I didn’t really need his help. I hated that he’d probably figured out just how much I’d thought about him since that first time I’d shown up on his doorstep. I hated that it made my pussy wet when I thought about him spanking me over his knee, and then with his belt, and then fucking me hard with his massive cock. I hated that I wanted all that and more.
I hated that he’d called me little girl.
Hislittle girl.
I hated that I wanted to call him Daddy too.
I screamed and slapped my hands against the steering wheel. Once then twice and still that didn’t seem to settle my raging emotions.
I couldn’t focus and my anger imploded when I realized what I needed the most.
I needed to come.
Fuck me. My thighs were shaking and as my fingers gripped the wheel, my hips rolled forward, and I couldn’t make them stop. I screamed. I almost wanted to cry.
I couldn’t stay in his driveway. I had to get out of there.
I shoved the key in the ignition, pressing my foot on the pedal before the engine even had time to rumble to life. In my hasty retreat, my tires squealed loudly in the surrounding silence. When I left his driveway, I hiked my skirt up high enough so that I could reach beneath it. Swiftly, I pushed my panties to the side and slid a finger against my clit. I was so wet that I instantly cried out with unexpected pleasure.
I tried to think about anything other than him as I touched myself, but my thoughts always came back to Daddy, of everything he’d promised and more.
Daddy’s little girl.
My moans grew louder.
Daddy’s belt.
My movements turned more frantic. I was getting so close.
Daddy’s cock.
My fingers swirled in the rampant wetness between my thighs. I cried out through my aroused fury, feeling my legs start to tingle with the promise of bliss.
That’s it, little girl. Come hard for Daddy.
I edged myself again and again, not wanting to think about him but thinking about him anyway and my arousal only seemed to grow even more intense because of it. I keened loudly and just when my orgasm was imminent, my leg tensed, and my foot pressed too hard on the gas. My car sped off down the street and before I had the forethought to correct its path, it swerved to the right and hit a parked car on the side of the street.
I hit it hard.
My front bumper squealed loudly and the sound of metal crashing into steel screamed all around me. Time seemed to slow as the back of my car lurched to the left and when my vehicle finally came to stop, my head felt like it was spinning. In the silence of the night, the crash was deafening and then lights started turning on in the houses not far away.
Fuck.
