Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25686 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25686 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Shit. He’s right. That would end everything.
I can’t control that, though. Still, he’s right that private play in his room is better. I prefer that anyway. I don’t like other women looking at him.
I entwine my fingers in his and nod. “Maybe they did. Maybe they didn’t.”
“We’ll handle whatever happens,” he says, our newly found intimacy reassuring in the darkness.
I say the only thing I need to. “Yes, daddy.”
Chapter Seven
Geoff
“In your notes, be sure you take down the details of the character arcs we just discussed,” I say, leveling a stern look at the one girl in class who’s sitting there pretty as a picture, but hasn’t taken one damn note. I clear my throat and she gives me a saucy grin.
“Do you have those notes down, Ms. Romano?” I ask, crossing my arms and leaning back on my desk. I’m stifling a smirk because she’s still wearing the same outfit she wore to Verge last night. After I made her come more times than I could count, we both fell into a deep sleep, and didn’t wake until we were well past the time we needed to be up. A mad scramble ensued, where she cursed me out for having a change of clothes in my room, and she had to wear the same clothes. I’m pretty sure Giada has never worn day-after clothes to class in her life. She knows she’s getting a spanking when we’re done here for cussing me out, and doesn’t even look sorry.
“I’ve got my notes,” she says sweetly, tapping her temple. “Right here, sir.”
A few of her classmates snicker.
“Oh?”
And then the little brat parrots off everything I said.
Show off.
I’ll give her few more smacks for that.
“Very good,” I say. “Now let’s see how well you apply the knowledge you know.” I fix her with a stern but teasing look. I fully intend on applying my palm to her pretty ass, and she knows it. I watch as her cheeks flush adorably pink.
Gorgeous.
When class is over, I lock the door, then turn back to face her. Though her eyes are wide, there’s a glint in them as she twirls a strand of her hair.
I’ll never tame this little girl, and hell if that doesn’t make me hard as fuck. She might learn to do what I tell her, and I’ll be damn sure to keep her safe. But hell, if she isn’t the feistiest little girl I’ve ever laid eyes on.
Holding her gaze, I begin to roll up my shirtsleeves.
“Seems to me we need to have a little chat,” I tell her.
I watch her mouth form a perfect “o.”
I roll up the second sleeve, my gaze trained on the way she watches me. She swallows.
“Over my desk,” I continue.
When I reach for the clasp of my belt, she blinks, her pupils widening. I’d bet my fucking left nut that if I pulled up her skirt, I’d find her soaking. She wants this, and hell do I want to redden that sweet ass of hers.
I crook a finger at her and point to my desk.
“Bend over the edge of my desk.”
My dick hardens at the sight of her beautiful form lying prostrate over the edge of my desk. Breasts brushing my calendar. Belly flat against the polished surface. Slim hips cradling the edge. Hands bracing for her spanking.
I’ve jerked off more times than I can count at the thought of what it would be like to take my belt to her pert little ass.
I walk over to her and lean over her, letting my hard cock nestle between her ass cheeks straight through my pants. I want to hump her ass like a horny teen. Christ what this girl does to me.
Bending down, I gather her thick, fragrant hair in my hand and tug, bringing my mouth to her ear. “You were a naughty girl this morning,” I tell her. “Tell me why daddy has to take his belt to your ass.”
Though her eyes are closed, her lips tip up. She’s fucking loving this.
“I swore at you for having the nerve to have clean clothes this morning when I had to slum around in my clothes from the night before.”
I tighten my grip in her air.
“And that’s my fault?” I say sharply.
“Yes,” she says with a little pout, eyes still closed. “If you weren’t so fucking sexy, I would’ve gone home instead of spending the night in your room letting you seduce me.”
God, what this girl does to me.
“Yeah?” I ask, tugging her hair. “Well how about this. Today, we’ll go to your place and get a change of clothes. Several. Toothbrush. And whatever other girly shit you need. We’ll make sure our room at Verge is well stocked.”
“Girly shit,” she says with a giggle. She nods, then whimpers when the nod makes my pull on her hair tighter.