Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 52957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
I couldn’t help but smile at her devious little grin. “Be careful. I’m not going to put up with your shit like your brother does. You can’t charm me out of punishing you. That means no sneaking off to parties or skipping class.”
Her eyes positively twinkled at what was pretty much a dare. There was an event tonight called “Underage Bar Hop” where all the women got “fake” ids and went to a pretend bar. Then later tonight there was a “Friend’s Parents are out of Town” party in one of the conference rooms the staff at Rawhide had modified into a giant basement. There were couches, bean bags, pool tables, air hockey tables, old-school arcade games and a huge snack and drink bar.
“And,” I said in my best menacing voice, made all the more real by the jealousy clenching my gut, “if you go to the Submissive Sleepover tomorrow there better not be any funny business with boys. Understood?”
Her little chin lifted as she said, “You can’t tell me what to do, you’re not my dad.”
“No, I’m not.” I leaned forward so my lips brushed her ear as I whispered, “I’m worse.”
She gave me an exquisite pout as she said in a low voice, “That’s not fair. Everyone will be having fun except for me. It’s not like there’s going to be any boys there. The boy subbies are having their own sleepover on the other side of campus. It’ll be just us subbie girls playing together. You know, practicing how to kiss and stuff like that.”
I studied her, then asked, “Practicing how to kiss on each other?”
“Yep.” She slowly licked her lower lip as she gave me big eyes.
The urge to shove my hand between her legs and see how wet she was tormented me as her green eyes darkened with desire. It didn’t matter that we were literally in a gymnasium full of people, I wanted to feel how turned on she was. Electricity danced along my skin as I laid my hand lightly on her fishnet clad thigh.
“Would you like that?” I asked softly as I trailed my fingertips back and forth on her supple leg, noting the way her breathing hitched as I rose slightly into my Dom space. “Might be nice to have your first kiss be with another soft, sweet, hot girl. Someone to break you in gently… because, Ivy?”
She stared at me as my fingers went an inch higher, now playing with her inner thigh as she obediently spread her legs.
Beautiful.
“Yes, Caleb?” she asked as she trembled beneath my hand.
“If I was to be your first kiss, I’d ruin you. I’d own that pretty, shiny mouth. I’d fill it with my tongue first, and then my cock. I wouldn’t be able to stop myself with a kiss, so it’s probably a good idea for you to practice first with girls.”
“B-ut… but,” she stammered as my fingertips dipped beneath her short skirt, dangerously high on her thigh now. “My brother would kill you.”
“Maybe, but he’s not here, is he?” Her thighs parted and she scooted forward slightly, pressing her wet panties against the side of my hand. “Oh, Ivy, you’re just begging me to get us both expelled on the first day of school.”
I gave her clit a gentle fifteen-second massage before I pulled my hand away, then smelled my fingers.
She flushed a hot pink as I held her gaze and took another inhale. “I’m going to eat the fuck out of that little pussy of yours, Ivy.”
“Who says I’m going to let you?” she asked in a breathy voice as she rearranged her skirt and glanced around to see if anyone was watching. “You act like I’m yours already.”
I gently slid my hand around the nape of her neck, giving her plenty of time to pull away. When she didn’t, I tightened my grip and leaned forward, brushing my lips over her forehead, then down her cheek to the corner of her mouth. There I placed a soft kiss, enjoying how she reacted to me. Her body leaned into mine, her pulse slamming against my fingers resting against the side of her throat. And when she pressed her thighs together, a soft moan escaped her.
“Eyes on me,” I growled, waiting until she met my gaze. “Don’t make any mistakes, I’ll let you play and have fun, but you are mine, Ivy.”
A spark of mischief flared to life in her gaze as she gently pulled out of my hold and said, “Maybe. Class is about to start. I better get going since I really don’t want to be kicked out of school on the first day.”
“Let me see your schedule.”
She handed it over without complaint, her nipples still rock hard against her thin layered tank tops. People moved in a steady flow around us, while Captain Preppie made his way down the stairs with a kitten on each arm. I couldn’t help but smile at the way he was beaming like he’d won the lottery. Maybe for him, he had. For me, the real prize was handing over her schedule as ordered like a good little girl.