Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 66099 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66099 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
He still had that look of interest in his eyes I saw, that was good. So even though I wasn’t at my best, it was okay. Even at my worst I’m still ten times better than dear old mom. I just have to get through the next hour and I’d have it made.
If I can get him to fuck me, wouldn’t that take care of all my issues? It might not win me Jace back, but at least it’ll help me get back on my feet financially until I can figure out what’s going on with my offshore accounts.
There was a nasty feeling in my gut that this had been deliberate. But how? And who? That Track person again? How could he have found out? Now wasn’t the time to think on that though. Not when I had my stepdad’s eyes on me.
I needed to be on my game now more than ever. So I swallowed my angst and pushed aside my fear as best I could as I made my way around his desk.
I made sure my already short skirt rode up my thighs until there was nothing left to the imagination when I hopped up on the cool surface, moving the stuff he’d been working on aside.
As long as his eyes stayed glued to my pussy I knew things were going my way, so it didn’t matter if I was too afraid to actually enjoy my conquest. I just needed to get through this and all will go back to the way it was a few days ago.
Why did I go to the hospital? Better yet, how did he know I was there? And where did he get that information? What was it Kelly had said? Liz knew about me screwing her dad?
So what? There’s no way that sniveling idiot knew anything about my blackmail list, I never shared those things with her, I’m not that stupid. And she’s not smart enough to have figured it out.
His hand on my thigh drew my attention and brought my mind back to the here and now. “Was there something you wanted?”
I felt just a little spark of interest. This was the most taboo thing I’ve ever done after all, so how could I not? But the day was tainted and not as fun as I’d always dreamed it would be.
Still, I spread my legs a little wider and plastered a fake smile on my face as he played his fingers along my thigh.
“Well?” I hated the leering smile on his face. Only because I didn’t feel like I was in control. It felt more, like I was being led by someone else’s machinations and I hated it.
As much as I’d been looking forward to this moment. To stealing my mother’s happiness, it was lacking something because I was feeling too unsettled.
So that is why when he indicated with just the movement of his eyes that I should give him head, I slid down off his desk grudgingly. For the first time since I learned to use sex as a weapon, I hated it.
Not the act itself, but the fact that in this one instance, I wasn’t entirely in control. Though I’ll have him in the palm of my hand after we cross the line, it wasn’t the victory I’d expected it to be.
I got to my knees between his spread thighs and put my hand on his zipper. I’d barely got it halfway down when the door opened behind me and mom stepped in.
I was so out of my element, that instead of the smile I’d anticipated sending her way in case just such a thing should happen, I jumped to my feet with a ready explanation.
“It was him.” I pointed at her husband accusingly as tears welled up in my eyes. It’s good to know I can still summon them at will. She was already crying, but instead of looking at him she was looking at me as she shook her head in disbelief.
“How could you? After everything I’ve done for you, everything we’ve done for you.”
Wait what? What does she mean ‘we?’ “Didn’t you hear me? Your husband forced me to suck his dick and it wasn’t the first time….”
“Stop it Mandy, just stop the lies. I saw the whole thing. I’m sorry I didn’t believe you love, sorry it took me this long.” She was looking at him, apologizing to him.
“What, what are you talking about? He molested your daughter and that’s all you can say you weak bitch?” She slapped my face hard enough for me to taste blood and I raised my hand to return the favor, but he was there, grabbing my arm and pushing me back and away from her.
“Leave my home. You’re not welcome here. You’re also not allowed to take anything off the premises other than what you’re wearing.” I’ve never hated anyone as much as I hated him in that moment. Him and that knowing look in his eyes.