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“Tell me,” he grunts, rubbing his hands up my back and gripping my shoulders, drawing me back into him with every thrust, each one becoming harder, more intense than the last. “Tell me you want me to break you, little girl.”
“Please, Daddy, please break me.” I have no idea what I’m asking for, but he doesn’t take long to show me as his thrusting becomes bruising. Painful in its own way.
The orgasm grows inside of me. From his dirty words to his dirty fucking, I’m about to come apart, and I recognize, somewhere deep inside me, that it’s going to be an agonizing form of pleasure that I’ll never grow used to but crave in a way that only my Daddy Nick will understand.
“Fuck, little girl…baby…your ass is so fucking tight. I’m going to come. Fill this dirty little slut hole full of my cum and watch as it drips down to your plump pussy lips.” Closing my eyes, I allow my body to feel him fully. I allow every other sense to take over.
“Fuck, baby, fuck, I need to fuck harder. Tell me I can hurt you.” His nails rake down my shoulder blades and back until he grips an ass cheek in both hands, raising me up and down on his dick.
“Please, Daddy, please hurt me how you want to.” I would give anything for him to do exactly as he desires with me.
Pressing his face to the middle of my back, he bites hard enough that I release a cry as his hips tunnel faster, harder. In and out. The agony is overwhelming until…
There…
Right there.
My body explodes with delight. My heart stops, my ears ring. I’m overheated, over-touched, every hair on my flesh hurts like I’ve been singed, but the pleasure…oh god, the pleasure. My vision flashes in and out until I’m a mindless, boneless shell of lust and Nick.
CHAPTER 14
Nick
Utter perfection. I never could have dreamed up a more perfect or beautiful creature like my precious little girl, Rue. She took everything I gave her and then begged me for more.
Leaving her in bed with snacks and drinks, watching a movie, and Minnie at her side, I promised her I’d be back in one hour. That’s how long I have to teach those assholes who thought they could touch her a lesson.
It’s not nearly long enough.
“Boss.” Marco steps out of my office, a glint in his eyes as he motions his head backwards. Stepping out of my way, I enter the room to find the man I’ve been trying to get in touch with.
“Theias.” I don’t offer a hand as I stand opposite him. The scars on his face and neck don’t work to intimidate me, not like they do his enemies. “You’re a hard man to track down.”
“So my baby brother says.” Adonis has been working overtime to get me a meeting with the man.
“Rue is mine.” I get right to the point.
“So I heard.” His eyes roll up towards the ceiling. I’m not surprised he or anyone else heard us. I didn’t do anything to quiet my girl down. “What I’d like to know is how I’m going to get my money back because I have it on good authority that the Riccis went ahead and spent the down payment I gave them.”
“I’m offering you double what they took already.” My stance shifts so my bare feet widen to shoulder-width apart. While I don’t intend to fight for my girl, I wouldn’t leave anything past the monster of Nevada.
Scouring a hand down his face, he ponders my offer. “I was looking forward to having that girl.” I grind my molars and wait. “She really call you Daddy?”
I jut my chin out in challenge. “Yes.”
He gives a sharp nod. “I’ll accept your offer”—it’s the pause that piques my curiosity—“If she’ll help me find another girl.”
“She won’t help you hurt some innocent soul,” I respond.
“Relax, Gambino, I want the same as you. That innocence calls to men like us.” He gets a faraway look in his eyes, a hint of vulnerability. If I were any other man, I’d expose that with a filet knife and gut him. But I know how he feels.
“Marco,” I bark. “Transfer the money.” He concurs, grabbing a laptop and leaving the room, closing the doors behind him. “Have a seat, Theias.” Rounding my desk, I sit in my hand-crafted leather chair and steeple my fingers on the top of the hard oak. “Tell me what you want. I’ll approach Rue with the challenge, but we will not hand a girl over to you without the assurance that you have no desire to hurt her.”
He agrees and describes what he longs for in a partner. I’m surprised to learn how perfect Rue would have been for him. The anger bubbling up inside me is quelled when he tells me he only agreed to Ricci’s proposal because he was tired of searching on his own.
“This information stays between us.” He fixes me with a stern glare.
“Of course.” I rise. “Can I offer you a chance to work out some aggression?” He quirks an eyebrow at this. After explaining what happened this morning, a twisted smile spreads across his face.
