Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 46130 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46130 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
“They’re going to know I’ve fucked you deep and hard.”
“Faust!” she whispered, her expression horrified and so turned on.
“And that you enjoyed every minute of it,” he growled into her ear.
Her fingers tightened on his shoulders. Faust had already figured out that was her first tell. Changing his angle slightly, he cupped one small breast and tweaked her nipple between his thumb and finger.
Molly threw a hand over her mouth as she screamed. Her climax shook her body and Faust struggled to maintain his control. To distract himself, Faust whispered, “You’re never going to look at this door without feeling me this deep inside you, Molly.”
“Never,” she mumbled through her hand as she bounced on his shaft.
“When you’re in my space, no muffling your sweet sounds, Molly. Everyone at the clubhouse will know that your Daddy takes good care of you. Don’t worry, your screams of pleasure will mix with the other Littles’.”
Her eyes widened. Faust allowed her to imagine that before shifting the arm that supported her to allow him to scoop up a bit of her slick juices and glide a finger to that hidden entrance between her buns. He tapped the tight ring of muscles, feeling it contract. Instantly, her body clamped around his shaft at the arousing, forbidden touch.
“No,” she whispered.
“Yes,” he corrected her. “Daddy’s in charge. I’ll take you everywhere, Little girl.”
Her breathing quickened again. “Daddy…”
“And you know what?”
“What?” she whispered.
“You’re going to love feeling my cock glide in and out of your bottom, stretching you and stroking past all these nerve endings.” He pushed the tip of his finger into her tight opening. That was all she needed.
“Daddy!” she yelled, beyond caring about her neighbors.
This time, Faust allowed himself to come, emptying himself into the condom within her. She dropped her cheek onto his shoulder as she relaxed completely against him. Her trust that he would support and take care of her unlocked something inside him. She was his forever.
Chapter
Ten
Molly felt her face heat the next morning as she left for work. She’d already lost several minutes recreating last night in flashes each time she passed the wooden door. Faust was right. She’d never look at that door again without feeling him inside her. Simply touching it boosted the memories even more. Swallowing hard to control her desire, she walked through the door and locked it. Molly tried to act normal as she walked down the stairs and to her car. Thank goodness for the cool morning air!
There was something under her windshield wiper. Molly stopped and plucked the sucker out. It was blue and looked homemade. She knew Faust hadn’t made lollipops, but she didn’t doubt that Bear or Gabriel would make them for the Littles. Faust must have left one for her.
Not willing to lose the minty clean feeling of her freshly brushed teeth, Molly decided to save the treat for later. She tucked it in her purse and slid into the driver’s seat. There wasn’t a lot of traffic in her apartment complex at that time, so she was surprised when a car appeared behind her.
Alerted by something that made her keep track of him, Molly noticed he turned where she did. On a whim, she stopped and ran through a drive-thru for fancy coffee. When she came out of the shop’s parking lot, the same car pulled in behind her.
Molly drove slowly to the church, willing the man to join the cars whipping around her. He didn’t. When she turned into the church’s driveway, the car hesitated then continued straight.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Molly grabbed her things and dashed into the church. She instantly felt protected. Who would invade a church to do bad things?
The two ministers were already in their offices when she walked in. Lester hollered for coffee while Steve called, “Good morning.”
“Good morning, gentlemen. I’ll get coffee on right now,” she promised.
As the coffee brewed, she checked the messages on the phone. Several she could take care of herself. Others required personal attention by the ministers. Molly grabbed a cup of coffee for each man and delivered them.
“I’m noting your late arrivals on my calendar,” Lester informed her before taking a sip of the hot beverage she’d just handed him. He picked up a red marker and drew a large star on the day’s date on his desk calendar.
“Actually my work day is supposed to start at nine. It’s eight forty-five now. I arrived almost thirty minutes before I was supposed to be here,” Molly answered, forcing herself to be assertive.
“Arguing with your boss is not a good idea, Molly.”
She watched him draw an X over the star with a black pen. “I’m not arguing, Lester. I’m simply pointing out that I’m still early for my job requirements.”
“I’m going to consider this level two of arguing.” He circled the symbol on his calendar. “Don’t reach the third.”