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She pouts and I reach over and tug her lip with my teeth. “Put that damn pouty lip away before I bite it.
She jumps and then I swear I can feel the wet heat of her pussy under me.
“Do you have any idea what it did to me to look up on that stage and see your body on display? My body. Mine,” I growl.
“You don’t want it. I’m too young, remember?” She huffs and looks away from me and I grasp her chin, hard.
“So you thought you’d prove that you’re a woman? Well, fucking yay, little girl! You proved it. And in the process you showed every guy in that place what you look like naked.”
“Wasn’t naked,” she protests. “I had on a bra and panties.”
“And somehow that was worse.”
I glare into her eyes and make sure she’s looking at me. “Do you know what you deserve for that spectacle?”
She shakes her head and her red curls dance and glow in the dim light. I want to run my fingers into the soft curls and wrap them around my hands, jerk her to me and make sure that she knows who owns her.
Because I do. I own her. She gave me permission when she pulled this stunt.
“Leaving you hurt, baby girl. But I’m not sure even that broke me as much as seeing you up there, letting those guys see what’s mine. You called me.” I hold up a hand to stop her when she opens her mouth. “You know as well as I do that was one of your friends. You wanted my attention, you got it. You wanted me, you got me. And you’re not getting away so buckle up, baby girl. You’re about to see what happens to little girls that play with fire.”
Then I yank my shirt off over her head, smirking when she tries to cover up her tits.
“Are you kidding? The whole town saw your tits! I’m your man and you want to hide them from me.”
Her head cocks. “You’re my man?”
“Oh fucking yeah. I tried to let you go but you just wouldn’t let me so now you got me. For better or worse, you got me.”
“Now. Since you did something like a little spoiled brat, I’m gonna treat you like one.”
I flip her over and she squawks when her ass is pointing up, her hair hanging down to the floor. Then I pull her skirt up over her ass, revealing the lacy red thong she’s wearing.
“Shit!” I breathe and my palm runs across those dimpled cheeks, feeling her soft skin quiver under my hand.
Then I lift my hand and slap her ass hard. Her ass bounces and jiggles and I’m so tempted to stop there. She’s whimpering over my knee and she’s trembling.
“You alright?” I don’t want to hurt her. I don’t. But I don’t want her to think it’s alright to play with me and those other men like that. I don’t share. I don’t like knowing that she put herself at risk just to prove a point.
But she proved it. She’s definitely a woman. A woman that I intend to make mine, claim and fuck my baby into her belly.
She whispers yes but I hear tears in her voice and I lift her up, holding her in my arms.
“Why the hell did you do that? That was dangerous. You don’t know those men there.”
“I know,” she sobs quietly, her arms wrapping around me. “But it hurt too much when you told me I was basically a baby and you didn’t want anything to do with me. I’m not a baby.”
I kiss her hair and her soft cheek, sighing. “No. You’re not. But compared to me you are. I shouldn’t want you and I know it’s wrong. I’m a sick man and I should walk away.”
“But it hurts me.”
“For a little bit. And then I’m sure you’ll find someone who’s your own age that you want.”
She shakes her head and her hair flares out around her in springy curls. “No. I want you.”
I smile because she sounds like a spoiled child. But I understand. Because as soon as I saw her, I knew that she was mine and no other woman would ever do.
Is it so wrong? We want each other. She’s an adult. She understands.
