Chapter 13
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
MASSIO
The next few days, she avoids me whenever possible, and though I’m grateful for her compliance, I have to admit, I feel a smidgen of disappointment at how easily she gave up her fight against me.
My alarm goes off beside me, but I’m already awake. How the fuck can I sleep when my cock is perpetually rock hard? A heavy groan leaves me, and I drag my feet over the side of the bed. There’s no way I’m going to be able to piss with my rock-hard cock. Nope, first and foremost, I need to come.
A deep exhale leaves me, and I scrub a hand over my face.
I should make her choke me down, punish her for my lack of sleep, but as I glance at my clock, I know I’d struggle to stick to my routine.
Instead, I head downstairs with only one thought in mind—I need an alternative way to tame my little brat.
I head straight for the refrigerator and pull out the fresh fruit and place them on the counter. My cock is throbbing at the thought of relieving myself in this way, and excitement rushes through me at the prospect of her being completely unaware of my plan.
Jesus, I’m fucked up.
But something tells me she is too.
I pull my knife from my pocket and dice the strawberries, followed by the blueberries, then finally the apples.
Each slice through the fruit has my cock leaking a little more with the anticipation of what’s to come.
Delight rips up my spine when I imagine her drinking the smoothie down and licking those pouty lips clean while my cum settles inside her.
She’ll be walking round school all day unaware of my existence within her, and soon enough, I’ll invade every hole to mark her as mine.
As soon as I’m finished with the last piece of fruit, I fumble with my shorts, then I slide my hand inside and release my thick cock. It slaps against my abs and leaves a sticky trail of pre-cum. I have the urge to demand Thea to come down and clean up the mess her petulance has created.
Wrapping my fist around my length, I pump it to ease the ache that’s been there since the moment I laid my head on my pillow last night.
Fuck, that feels good.
It’d feel even better if her tongue was dipping into my slit and licking the tip clean for me … Hell yes.
Each pump of my cock has me groaning. “That’s it, Little Brat. Lick me clean,” I grit out, closing my eyes.
The thought of her on her knees and playing with her tits has me grunting with the speed of my fist pumping, so slickness slides down my length and over my fingers as I imagine it being her spittle.
“You’re a messy girl,” I grunt, remembering my hot, white cum splashed on her innocent face, covering her chest.
My balls draw up, and I snap my eyes open, grab the blender cup, and aim the tip of my cock inside. “Swallow it down, Little Brat.” Cum shoots from my tip. “Take your vitamins like a good girl,” I pant into the room. “Take it all.”
The moment I come down from my orgasm, I tuck my spent cock away like I didn’t just jerk off, then scoop the fruit into the blender cup.
Pure satisfaction takes over me as I place the lid on the cup, fix it on the machine, and switch it on.
My lips curve into a smile, and I practically bounce on the balls of my feet as I head upstairs for a quick shower.
I have no time for a run before I take her to school today, but I can go on one after while I spend every step reliving the memory of her tasting me.
When I step into my bedroom, something feels off. I glance from side to side, but nothing looks out of place. Everything is just how I left it: the sheets are still pulled back, and every strategically placed item is in its place. Strange.
I shake my head and stride toward the bathroom, switching on the light. Leaning over the tub, I turn on the shower, then I drop my shorts and take a piss. After stepping into the warm spray, I let out a heavy sigh.
Today is going to be a good day. I’m already anticipating Thea’s next move; she’s going to come home from school and do exactly as I say.
I grab my shower gel and close my eyes, then I rub it into my body to create a lather while imagining the way I would dominate her and spank her cute little ass into submission.
I crack my neck and open my eyes, but as I watch the suds slide into the drain, I realize the color of them is all wrong. Very fucking wrong.
They’re pink.
My eyes widen as I stare down at my pink-stained skin.
The little brat put her hair dye in my shower gel. Anger rushes through me; she’s going to pay for this.
“Thea!” I grab a towel and wrap it around my waist, then throw open my bedroom door. “Thea!” I slam her door open, but she’s not there.
Hell no, she better not have left without me again.
“Thea!” I rush down the stairs and come to a stop in the kitchen. The smoothie is gone, and so is she.
She’s going to pay for her little stunt. She won’t be able to sit down for a fucking month. Thea might think she’s in control here, but I’m about to remind her who the hell her daddy is.