Chapter 27
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
MASSIO
As soon as we got back to the mansion, I instructed her to go into the family room.
There’s a huge couch in there, blankets, and a fake fire that, to be fair, looks pretty appealing. Then there’s an enormous television mounted on the wall, and to top it all off, the room barely looks used.
“Here, I got us some snacks.” I place the cut-up fruit down on the coffee table and sit in the corner and grab her legs, dragging her over to me. She lets out a cute little yelp that has me chuckling. She rearranges the blanket over us and stares down at her nails.
“Thea, baby. Look at me.” She lifts her head, and my cock throbs at her compliance. “Just tell me what upset you.”
She clears her throat and pulls her shoulders back. “Posy just said I needed to discuss birth control with you.”
I jolt. What the fuck?
Anger rushes through me, and my vision temporarily blurs.
It’s not something we’ve discussed, and purposely on my part. I’ve already checked her medical records, her bedroom, and her drawers, and the fact that she was a virgin was all the confirmation I needed. My girl isn’t on birth control, and that’s the way I intend it to be.
“What did you say?” My mouth goes dry as I wait for her reply.
Her bottom lip wobbles, and while I want to reassure her, I also want to hear her out.
“I lied to her. I told her I’d talk to you about it.”
“You didn’t intend on doing it?”
“No,” she breathes out. “I’m sorry.” She’s quick to reassure me. “We can arrange it. I’ll take it.”
Arrange it? My muscles pull taut with anger, but the need to comfort her wins. “Come here.” I hold my hand out for her.
The second her hand slips into mine, I tug her onto my lap, and she straddles me.
I push her hair from her eyes and follow the line of her jaw with my finger, down the column of her throat.
When I’m halfway down her neck, I wrap my hand around her, collaring her enough to control her but not enough to raise concern.
“I told you I wanted you pregnant, didn’t I?”
She needs reassurance, and there’s only one way to do that.
She swallows hard against my palm, and my cock perks up. “Yes, Daddy,” she pants.
An irresistible urge to edge her takes over me. “Have you looked at the photo I took of you?”
Her cheeks flame, and I tuck a lock of her hair behind her ear. “Tell Daddy.”
“Yes.”
My cock thickens, and she rocks against me.
“Do you like seeing yourself covered in my cum?” I stroke her cheek, down her jawline, and over her lips, then I slide a finger in and out of her mouth.
“Yes.” She shuffles from side to side.
“All my hot white cum splashed all over your pretty little face.”
“Yes.”
I glide my finger farther down her throat before curling my hand around it.
“Would you like Daddy to spill over you when you’re pregnant with my baby?”
Her legs clench against me. “Yes.”
“Good girl. Now, slide your dress down and scoop your tits out. Let Daddy see you while he fucks his baby inside you.”
Her lips part, and she pushes down on me, attempting to rub her little cunt against the fabric of my jeans, and for the first time since leaving the store, I’m pleased I had the foresight to take her panties from her.
I wanted her to walk through the mall covered in her pleasure, a perfect punishment for a perfect brat.
“Take out my cock, Little Brat. I want you to ride me.”
Her nipples peak, and I relish it. Unable to help myself, I lean forward and wrap my mouth over the tender buds. Hmm, fucking delicious.
Placing kisses over the plump flesh of her skin, I suck hard, marking her as she pulls me from my jeans.
“I’m not sure what to do,” she says breathlessly.
“Lift yourself up and guide me into your wet hole. Show me where you want me to put our baby.” I hold my cock up, and she slowly maneuvers over me.
“Oh god …” She throws her head back as she sinks down on my cock, and I groan. Fuck me, the sensation is incredible as she stretches around my thick girth.
I grip her hips. “Let Daddy teach you,” I growl.
I lift her up slightly, then guide her back down. “Like that, baby. Up and down on Daddy’s thick cock.”
“Feels so full.” She stares down at where we’re joined, and I’ve never seen anything so stunning. “You’re stretching me so good,” she moans, and my balls pull up.
Her cheeks are flushed, a sheen of sweat coats her skin, and her full tits bounce as she slowly becomes confident in her movements. “That’s it. Such a good girl. Show Daddy how you want it.”
As her speed picks up, I grit my teeth. My grip on her hips is bruising as I hold back the need to thrust up into her and show her who’s in charge.
“Faster, baby,” I rasp, and her pussy clenches around me.
“Oh god!” she cries, and I slap her ass.
“Faster. Let Daddy watch those tits bounce while you ride me,” I growl.
Her pace picks up, and her tits slap my face. “Oh, fuck, just like that.” I grab the back of her hair and yank her head back, then lick up the column of her throat before sinking my teeth into her neck to mark her.
“Yes. Yes. Daddy!” Her mouth falls open, her body tightens, and my cock expands, flooding her pussy as I stare up at the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.
This beautiful pink-haired Little Brat is quickly becoming my everything.