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I’m no longer in control of myself. I’m on the field in a flash, yanking his arm from around her shoulders. “Don't fucking touch her!”
He blinks and steps back with a hand up in the air. “Whoa, dude! Chill out!”
My chest heaves as I contemplate all the ways I can murder this kid.
Layla calms me with a gentle hand on my chest. Her touch captures my attention, and I look into her big blue eyes.
“It's okay, Jay,” she tells me gently. “Take me home.” When my eyes cut back up to look at the young prick, she adds, “Please.”
Fuck. I can't deny her when she says “please” in that sweet voice. So instead of throttling this fucker to within an inch of his life, I grab Layla’s hand and yank her off the football field. She trails along beside me willingly. She’s silent as I buckle her into my vehicle before getting in and slamming the door. I'm seething with rage at the memory of that boy's arm around her.
Layla must sense my volatile temperament because, for once, she keeps her mouth shut.
Neither of us speaks until we’re in my house.
“Jay,” she says my name softly, hesitantly.
I'm still strung too tight.I shake my head at her firmly. “Go to your room, Layla.”
Her mouth drops open in shock, and her eyes flash with anger. She crosses her arms over her chest and glares at me. “You can't tell me what to do,” she smarts off like a little brat.
A warning growl tears up my throat. “Watch me.”
She purses her lips and continues to glare at me. I shove my fingers through my hair before I point to her room and say sternly, “If you don't go to your room right fucking now, Layla, I swear to God, I'm going to throw you over my knee and spank that beautiful little bottom.”
Her mouth goes slack for a moment, and her cheeks flush. All my senses are on high alert as I see the look that passes over her eyes. Something about that idea doesn't completely repulse her. No, if I'm not mistaken, a part of her likes the idea of me spanking her. Fuuuck. My already hard cock swells even harder.
She uncrosses her arms and turns on her heel, angrily flipping her hair behind her shoulder. She glances back at me and hisses, “Fine, Daddy.”
I go completely still.
Layla’s eyes widen, and her mouth parts slightly as her breathing speeds up.
Hearing her call me Daddy unleashes something inside me. It’s like a match on kerosene. I burn all over.
I'm on her in an instant, snarling and growling at her like a rabid beast as I hump her pussy through her cheerleading skirt. “You've been a very bad girl.” I grab handfuls of her ass and pull her tighter against me as I continue to ride her through our clothes. “Walking around in this cheerleading outfit all day, driving Daddy crazy like a nasty little cock tease.”
Layla gasps, but I don't know if it's from revulsion at my filthy words or because she likes it. I’m too gone to care. “I bet your virgin pussy is sopping wet, isn't it?”
She whimpers and presses herself closer to me, rubbing her chest against me, drawing my attention to her breasts.
I yank her top up like a savage and moan at the sight of her perfect breasts, the nipples hardened into peaks. “You want Daddy to suck these?”
I don’t wait for her answer before I fall on her breasts, worshipping them with kisses and licks and nips and then more licks to chase away the sting of my teeth.
And Christ, if she isn’t arching her sweet body and offering herself to me.
I can't take it anymore and reach under her skirt, pushing the liner to the side to feel the moisture between her legs. She's fucking soaked.
The evidence of her arousal causes a rope of precum to shoot from my tip. “Fuck, Layla,” I groan as I drop to my knees and pull the cheerleading skirt down her legs. “Gotta taste this sweet thing. Look at it dripping wet for Daddy. You want Daddy to lick it for you, princess?”
I look up at her, and her eyes are glazed. She fists her hands in my hair, and then I'm devouring her, licking and sucking and slurping on her pussy like I'm a man on death row and she’s my last meal. “I’ve never tasted anything this sweet in all my life, princess. Swear to God.”
I’ve been eating her for less than a minute when her legs tense. “Jay!” She screams my name and floods my face with her sweet release.
“Fuck yes,” I groan as I unzip my pants. My cock falls into my hand, hot and heavy. I stroke it viciously. My balls are so full they feel like they're going to bubble over at any moment. “Princess,” I growl and pant, “this pretty little pussy is gonna make Daddy come.”
Layla lets out another whimper. It’s the sexiest sound I've ever heard.
