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‘I don’t get stoned out of my face!’ she claims, her bottom lip trembling slightly.
‘Really?’
That feeling of power simmers through me. She tries to sidestep away from me, but I stop her with a hand on the wall. It feels good to dominate her, overpower her with my physical presence without touching a hair on her body.
Yet.
‘I only have a little bit. Scott smokes the rest,’ Cara stutters.
‘And then you let him fuck you,’ I snarl.
‘W-what?’
A deep, uneven intake of air threatens to spill her tits from her top. I quell the urge to rip the top open. Pulsing hot blood is gathering in my groin, and the anger feels real when I bark, ‘You let him fuck you while he’s stoned out of his face.’
‘That’s none of your business!’ Splotches of pink appear on her chest.
‘None of my business? What did I tell you the other day? I don’t appreciate scruffy work in my house.’
‘Scruffy work? What are you talking about?’
‘If I have to do the job myself for it to be done properly, then so be it.’
The brat all but screams. ‘You don’t make any sense!’
I lower my voice to a rumbling growl. ‘I told you that to have something done properly, you ask yourdaddy.’
Cara’s breath hitches and her body freezes in place; it finally dawns on her what I’m talking about.
‘W-what do you mean?’ she asks, nervously licking her lips.
‘Does Scott treat you well?’ I can feel her hot breath against my face as I lean into her.
‘Yes?’ Her violet-blue eyes flick from mine, down to my mouth and back up.
‘Does he make you come?’
‘I…’ The pink that blooms on her cheeks darkens.
I punctuate every word. ‘Does. He. Make. You. Come?’
‘I guess so.’
I slam the flat of my hand against the wall, boxing her in. She jumps. ‘Don’t lie to me, Cara,’ I snap.
She swallows audibly. ‘Daddy…’
Goosebumps spread down my back at that one word. There’s a rumbling sound in my chest.
‘Does he make you come like Daddy made you come in the shower?’
She shudders and her face softens while her eyes darken. ‘No,’ she breathes.
Her confession makes me growl. ‘I’ve been forced to listen to that loser’s grunting too many times. Never did I hear you scream like you did for me.’
‘I-I… He’s never made me come,’ she admits. ‘He doesn’t know how to make it nice for me, doesn’t really try…’
‘And still you invite that amateur over to do his shoddy work on your cunt,’ I snarl.
