Fuck. That’s going to take hours. I was going to wait until my little one was tucked into her bed, her dad sound asleep, and then I was going to sneak into her room and shatter that little body to pieces. Make her come so hard she passes out.
“Yeah, I’ll work on it.”
My body resists that answer as I try to pry those words through my teeth. This shit is going to take me all night.
“Thanks, brother. By the way, thanks for puttin’ up the cameras. Pritchard would never survive if anything happened to his little girl.”
Fuck. It’s another reminder that I need to back the fuck off. He’s right. And so is Dozer. If Pritchard catches me sniffing around that little girl’s pussy, he’ll put a bullet in my head. Point blank through the center. And then I won’t be here to protect her. To keep her from Vicious and his venomous crew or any other fucker who wants to do her harm. I need to let that fucking fact sink in.
“Let me know what you find in the morning,” he states.
“Will do.”
As soon as I’m behind my locked door, I draw in a heavy breath, feeling the weight of the truth expanding as it seeps into my lungs and tightens every muscle in my shoulders. I shouldkeep my distance, feed my sickness from the confines of my room, but hell if I can find the restraint to keep me away from the girl.
I walk straight to my computer, powering it on. And while it’s booting up, I shrug off the tight jeans, which have been constricting my cock all day. Before I toss them in my hamper, I retrieve my contraband from the pocket, bringing the pink panties up to my nose. Inhaling her forbidden scent. Breathing her sweetness deep into my lungs. Groaning on the exhale.
These little pink things were dropped right outside her shower along with what looked to be her night shirt. That means she took them off this morning. Which means she slept in them all night. The thin cotton was pressed up against her warm little pussy, rubbing against her folds as she tossed and turned. Freshly worn, and damn, does she smell so fucking good.
I take a seat in front of my computer and shove the sexy little things into my boxers for safe keeping while I type in my password to open up my secret channel— the one that only I have access to. I need to see her. I can’t stand being so far away. I need to know she’s safe.
There she is, laying on top of her bed with her schoolbooks splayed out all around her. She’s a studious one. I could tell that from her grades and her school ranking. The girl has never even gotten into trouble. No detention. No marks on her perfect record. She’s a good little girl with the cutest little backside.
Just look at that little ass sticking up in the air, hugged tight by those boy short looking things. Fuck, I could take a bite out of that juicy little fruit. Round and plump and will fit so perfectly in the palms of my hands.
I reach into my boxers and grab those little panties, rubbing the silky-smooth material all over my shaft. My seed is already making a mess of them. The ball of fire is burning at the base of my spine. It always comes on so quick with her. My balls growingtight with that throbbing ache, threatening to siege the line and come with a violent attack.
She’s chewing on the end of a pen as she reads from her textbook, and my dick froths in envy, wanting to be between those sweet lips. Wanting to feel that tongue swirling around the end. Tasting me. Teasing the cum right from the slit of my dick. I’d push forward and make her open up that throat. Thrust in until she couldn’t handle anymore.
Oh fuck, it’s so close.
She takes the pen away from her pretty lips and starts to write. And as she jots down notes in her notebook, that cute little rump starts to wiggle. Fuck. I need my tongue between those two round cheeks, making her squirm as I push past her forbidden little barrier. Giving her her first rim job.
The cum breaks through the dam of my need, pumping into her silky panties. I’m almost sad I sullied them. But…the idea of me marking her in some way makes me feel sickly gleeful. I’ve dirtied up her little pussy. Taken a piece of her. And the next time she wears them, I’ll know she’s mine.
I’ll sneak in tomorrow and place them right on top in her underwear drawer. Freshly cleaned. Nothing amiss. But I’ll know the truth. My DNA will be embedded in the strands of the silk. My seed will be so close to heaven. Rubbing against her little cunt every time she takes a step. Pressed against her little mound as she sits in a chair, listening to her teacher. I wish my seed would survive the wash and swim north to implant a baby inside her womb. Then she’d be tied to me.
Fuck, I need to quit before my dick makes its demands again. I’ve got shit I need to take care of. King wants something we can use, so it’s time to rifle through the files I stole from Vicious’s computer and see what I can find. I need to give the Prez something by morning, so I can get him off my back. If anyone finds out about my secret obsession, I’ll be in deep shit.
Code of the brotherhood is not to fuck with family, and Pritchard is a brother in every sense of the word. He’s saved our asses more times than we can count, and we owe him our honor and our lives. If King finds out I’m sniffing around Zoey, he’ll have my ass. If he knew the level of my depravity and the hidden cameras I’ve installed, he’d rip me of my patch and then gladly hand me over to the governor, so the man could get the justice he deserves for his little girl’s honor.
But is that going to stop me? Not a fucking chance. I just need to make sure I handle my matters discreetly, so no one ever finds out.
8
Zoey
“Zoey? Are you feeling okay?”
I look up from the page I’ve been staring at, not really sure how long I’d blanked out. Cooper looks concerned. He must’ve been trying to get my attention for some time now.
No, I’m not feeling okay. It feels like I’ve been running a fever for two days. I’m out of sorts and my thoughts are becoming obsessive. It’s like I’ve been sucked into a vortex. The dark and dangerous man has taken complete control of my mind…and my body. To make matters worse, I’ve been wondering why he never came back last night. Even I’m aware of how ridiculous I am for being disappointed that he didn’t make good on his promise.
And Cooper is still sitting here staring at me.
“Sorry, I’m just a little tired from staying up late to study last night. What were you saying?”
“I really want you to come tomorrow night. I’m going to win the game for you, and then I want to go back to my house and be alone with you.”
