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“Jesus Christ. Fuck.”

She screams, locks her legs around my waist, and nearly convulses underneath me as she fucking shatters. In all my thirty-eight years, I’ve never seen anything like it. But I want to see it again and again.

“Good girl. You’re so beautiful when you come for me.”

Picking up my pace, I slam into her three more times before I come so hard white spots dot my vision. After I fill her and calm my racing heart, I pull out of her.

“I’ll be right back, Princess. Don’t move.”

I walk into the bathroom and get a warm wet washcloth and go back to her, “Spread your legs.”

Her eyes widen in response, “No. Nash. Oh my God.”

“Spread your legs, Ivy. Let me take care of you.”

A beautiful red color tints her cheeks, but she does as I ask. Gently, I clean the blood and cum dripping from her. I take the washcloth to the bathroom and rinse it out and clean myself off before returning to Ivy.

When I climb in beside her, she rolls her eyes at me, “I can wash myself.”

I turn her toward me and tuck her sweaty hair behind her ear, “You’re mine, Princess. I’ll take care of you. Every need you have will be met by me. But I’ll also punish you. You will not roll your eyes at me. You will not refuse my care. Do you understand?”

She nods, “Yes.”

I growl, “Yes, what?”

Ivy swallows hard, “Yes, sir.”

“Good girl.”

Ivy gazes at me, and I can see the questions in her eyes.

“What is it?”

She sighs, “What if I don’t want to be punished?”

Running my knuckles down the side of her neck, “If you tell me to stop, I will. Do not think for one second that will get you what you want, Ivy. It won’t. I need you to obey me. Baby girl, you may not realize it, but this is exactly what you need too.”

“If you use drugs again Ivy, we can’t do this. I won’t watch you destroy your life. I won’t punish you for it. As much as it would hurt, I'd have to walk away.”

She shakes her head and presses her lips against my neck, “I promise you, I won’t. I don’t want to lose you, but also watching my mom die changed things for me. I don’t want to die like that.”

“You were very lucky to get out early. One or two more times and you wouldn’t have cared about me or how she died.”

Ivy lays in my arms, running her fingers down my chest. She melts into me like she was made to be in my arms. If we’re ever caught, and I suspect we will be my father will tell me how wrong this is but I don’t think I can ever let her go. He’ll be disgusted. Fuck it. He’ll either get over it, or he won’t. This tiny woman is everything I want. Everything I need.I don’t want to lose what little family I have left. If I’m forced to choose between them and her it’ll be her. I will always choose her.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

IVY

Lying in Nash’s arms is like nothing I’ve ever known. It’s overwhelming. He’s safe and warm. I have trouble pinpointing what it is I feel right now. With his arms around me, I feel protected and like I matter to someone. Right here, in this hotel room, I feel peace until he speaks.

“Princess,” he kisses me on the head, “we need to talk.”

All of my defenses go up. Tell me he did not just take my virginity to tell me he’s done with me.

“Relax, baby. I just want to talk.”

Glancing at him, I roll my eyes, “Wouldn’t you rather fuck?”

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