“Rosy,” I said more firmly. Rosy stopped and turned to face me.
“Yes?”
“Come here. Now.” Rosy hesitated before walking back over to me.
“What?” She asked, looking down at her feet.
I lifted her face up by her chin, and gently kissed her. Her body felt stiff at first, but as I reached down to her crotch, she loosened up.
“Will you let me make it up?” I asked as my hand slipped around her throat.
“Yes.”
“Take your shirt off.”
Rosy quickly lifted her shirt off, letting it fall to the ground.
“Is that it?” She asked.
“Your pants are next.” Rosy smiled and slid her pants off. She stood in front of me completely naked.
I looked her up head to toe and licked my lips. The light from the outside deck shined into the cabin, illuminating Rosy in yellow light.
Her curves were perfect, and her curls fell around her face gorgeously.
“You’re beautiful,” I said in a low growl.
Rosy took a deep breath and her tits heaved.
“Mr. Steele?”
“Yes?”
“Please make love to me,” Rosy begged.
I looked Rosy up and down hungrily. She shivered in anticipation as my eyes took her in slowly.
“Are you going to obey me?”
Rosy nodded quickly, her curls slapping her face.
“Yes sir.”
I stepped closer to her and grabbed her by her throat. She gasped from the sudden movement.
“You’ve been so bad today. I need to discipline you.”
Rosy swallowed hard and clasped her hands around my wrist.
“I have. Please fuck…fuck me hard, sir!”
Her eyes were wide and full of desperation. I instantly let go of her neck and instead sat on the couch, yanking her onto my lap.
I flipped her on her stomach, and lifted her ass up.
“Bad girls get punishments,” I grunted as I slapped the cheeks of her ass. The sound of my hand against her bare skin echoed throughout the entire cabin, and Rosy squeaked and yelped. She thrashed in my arms but I held her firm.
I slapped her other cheek, this time even harder. It left a deep red imprint of my hand on her ass. Rosy dug her nails into my arm as my fiery touch ignited all over her ass.
My cock grew hard at the sight of her plump ass jiggling underneath my powerful slaps.
Rosy twitched on my lap, kicking her legs out with each slap.
“Oh, fuck!” Rosy cried. Sweat had started to bead on her back, but I wasn’t finished with her.
I wanted her to know there were consequences for going against my word.
From the look of her ruby-red ass though, I figured she had gotten the point.
I pushed her off my lap, letting her fall to the floor. She looked up at me with her curls falling in her eyes. Her arms wobbled and her legs were shaking, yet she had a sneaky smile on her face.
I took her chin in my hand, tilting her head back.
“Thank you for disciplining me.”
I knelt down and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. I rubbed her ass and pushed my fingers into her pussy.
She exhaled sharply and grabbed onto my hand. Pushing her onto her back, I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and let my fingers slide even further into her warm, wet, hole.
Her soft moans pierced the thick air, making me want her even more. She spread her legs, letting me admire her perfect pussy.
I eased my fingers out and sucked her pussy juice off them. Lowering myself, I placed myself on her swollen clit, then started flicking it with my tongue.
She cried out and grabbed a handful of my hair in her trembling hands.
“I want you inside me,” she whispered. I kissed her pussy then crawled up to her mouth.
“Open your mouth,” I ordered as I pulled out my rock hard cock.
Rosy complied and opened her gracious mouth. I shoved my cock down her throat, letting my balls lightly bounce against her face.
She held onto my ass, pushing me even further down her throat. I moaned as she picked up speed, choking on my cock.
I pulled out of her mouth slightly, allowing her to breathe, before shoving my thick manhood right back in.
“You’re being such a good girl now.”
Rosy moaned and closed her eyes. Tears spurted down her face as my cock hit the back of her throat. Before I could come, I ripped my cock out of her mouth and stood up.
I grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to bedroom, anxious to fuck her.
I ripped my shirt off as soon as we reached the bedroom. Laying Rosy on the bed, I slowly kissed her from her neck, to her pussy.
Rosy laid on her back with her legs open. Her wet pussy slowly spread open, showing all of her cunt.
Her pink clit was swollen and anxious to be sucked again. Locking eyes with Rosy, I pulled my pants off, then my shirt. She didn’t look away as I stared at her sumptuous, naked body and licked my lips.
She squeezed her erect nipples and moaned in pleasure as I went down on her.
I could see sweat dripping on her body as she grew wetter by the second.
“Mr. Steele!” She cried out, wreathing in pleasure.
I kept going, this time sticking my fingers inside her. She felt so warm and wet, and smelled like honey.
She tasted so sweet, almost like pineapple, and it made me crazy. I teased her by rubbing my cock on her gaping hole.
“Fuck me!” Rosy cried out. I held her thighs as I stuck my fingers inside her, every thrust more intense than the last.
“You’re so tight!” I grunted. I bit my lip as my fingers dug even deeper inside her.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to fuck her.
Climbing on top of the bed, I slid my cock inside her. Her warm pussy invited my hard cock inside.
I could feel her tender walls clenching around my huge cock, making my member feel snug. I jolted my hips forward, slamming my cock even further into her. She cried out and squeezed her nipples.
Placing my hand on her neck, I started to pump even harder into her, my balls slapping her ass cheeks. I could see tears forming in her eyes as I fucked her hard and good.
“You like this cock in you, don’t you?” I grunted as I rammed my cock in and out of her tight cunt.
“Y-yes!” Rosy stammered. She had sweat dripping in between her big tits, which drove me crazy.
How was she so delicious?
I had to keep fucking her.
She had disobeyed me, and scared me.
That meant I couldn’t spare her one ounce of mercy.
For a brief moment, I pulled out of her and laid on the bed, my cock flopping wildly.
“Ride me. Now.”
Rosy quickly got on top of me, easing my hard cock into her wet cunt. Her eyes rolled back as she took my cock deep inside her.
I held her hips as she hopped up and down on my cock, with her perky tits bouncing all over the place.
“Fuck!” Rosy whimpered as she fucked me harder. I slapped her plump ass, making her bounce faster on my cock.
“Faster, baby. Bounce on this cock faster!” I ordered. Rosy placed her hands on my pecs and bounced furiously. Her cries were practically shrill screams as my cock stretched her pussy.
I could sense a load of cum was about to spurt out, so I flipped her over and quickly took my cock out.
“Open your mouth!” I barked as cum sprayed out of my cock. Rosy laid with her pouty lips wide open, accepting every droplet of my load.
She swallowed graciously, licking any excess off her fingers.
I smirked as she stared up at me, tits heaving up and down, and face covered in my cum.
“Thank you, Mr. Steele.”
I leaned in and kissed Rosy’s parted lips, slipping my tongue in her warm mouth.
“I’m glad you learned your lesson.”
I walked into the bathroom and grabbed a towel, then threw it
at her.
“Clean yourself,” I ordered. “Then get some rest.”
Rosy smiled and happily wiped her face and chest off as she laid back on the bed.
“That was amazing!” Rosy exclaimed.
I looked over at Rosy and walked over to her, , bringing her hand to my lips. As I kissed it gently, my heart pounded in my chest.
“Yes, it was.”
I vowed I wouldn’t get sucked into feeling vulnerable again, but there was no going back.
Being distant was no use. That wouldn’t work now – Rosy had figured out a way to cut me to my core. I couldn’t go back to ignoring her, now.
But I had to somehow stop this flood of emotions. If I couldn’t keep myself in check, I knew terrible things would happen.
I had to choose my actions wisely. I couldn’t hurt Rosy again.
Rosy fell asleep after we fucked. I pulled a blanket over her ripe ass and listened to her soft snores for a moment before leaving the bedroom. I went into the kitchen and took a bottle of beer from the fridge, turning it in my hands as I thought.
Today had changed everything. I had to protect Rosy from all the things in the world that could harm her. I had to make sure Rosy was okay.
I tiptoed back to the bedroom and stood over the bed, watching Rosy sleep. She was still naked and sleeping on her side. Her hair was sprawled all around her, and she had a faint smile on her lips.
She was beautiful, and she was perfect. I wanted to own her. I wanted her to be all mine. I didn’t want anyone or anything coming near her.
But being with Rosy after the month was up could be risky. I could still get hurt.
I slowly got on the bed and crawled next to her, laying on my side. I traced her face with my fingers, admiring how soft and young she was.
The day had been a long and dark day, and while it brought me to my senses, it also had me conflicted.
Rosy was my baby girl, and besides me fucking her, and her taking care of my every need, I wanted her in my life. I was scared though.
I wasn’t sure what the month was going to bring, but I knew I needed to be smart about it.
I placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and ran my fingers through her hair. Rosy stirred in her sleep and moaned softly. My heart feel heavy just watching her.
“What have I gotten myself into,” I whispered.
Chapter 13
Rosy
I was bummed that my plan to run into the woods fell through, but after Steele and I made up, he became extremely possessive.
Everywhere I went, he followed. When I woke up, he was already awake.
When I’d shower, he’d be waiting with a towel.
I couldn’t even make breakfast without Steele standing behind me and kissing the back of my neck. I was thrown off.
I needed affection all the time. It was hurtful when he was so cold and short with me. I tried so hard not to get connected to Steele, but that was inevitable.
When he’d fuck me it was amazing. Just from the first time he touched me I could feel myself falling deep for him. His touch was mesmerizing.
That’s why I was so confused. Our conversations started to get more involved and I could tell he was trying to get to know me. It was a strange pattern – we’d dance around each other, becoming closer and closer.
And then he would push me away. It usually happened whenever I started asking him questions. Even though I was getting used to the pattern, it was no less frustrating.
I had a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. I was worried about what would happen at the end of the month.
One day, after I had fixed Steele lunch, I came to the conclusion that I needed to know the truth.
The month was coming to an end, and I was tired of being in the dark.
I finished washing the dishes and put them up. It was time to talk to him. I grabbed the fresh pot of coffee from off the counter and went to the front porch.
I took a deep breath and eased open the screen door to peek out. Steele was sitting in a rocking chair with an empty coffee mug. He had on a black t shirt, blue jeans, and his hiking boots.
His dark hair was slicked back, and his eyes were fixed straight ahead. I wondered what he had on his mind. Maybe yesterday?
I had to make my move. I cleared my throat and stepped outside.
“Coffee?” I asked as I held up the coffee pot. Without turning to face me, Steele held out his coffee mug.
My heart dropped. He was back to being distant, I could tell.
I reluctantly poured the coffee with a sigh.
“Steele?”
“Yes?”
His voice was flat and had no emotion.
I inhaled sharply. “What’s going to happen after these last two weeks?” My heart pounded in my chest. I was afraid of his answer.
“We go back to reality. What did you think?”
The air rushed out of my lungs and my heart sank. I blinked back tears.
“I know I wasn’t supposed to ask that question,” I said quietly. “I just couldn’t help but think there was something more.”
“Something more?” Steele turned to face me.
“Yes.”
“This was just a transition, Rosy. You knew that. I knew that. When your dad came to me, he was trying to make quick cash. And he did. So now it’s coming to end.”
My chin started to quiver. My world felt like it was crashing down all around me. I knew this would happen, but I didn’t want it to.
“Of course I knew that. But all those moments we had...you can’t tell me there was nothing there!” I blubbered.
Steele stood up swiftly. “It was just sex. You’re a hot piece of ass, and I just wanted to fuck. I can’t help if you developed emotions. It’s probably because you’re so young and inexperienced. The older you get, the less emotional you’ll be.”
My chest felt heavy with pain, like I was buried under concrete. I wanted to run away and cry my eyes out, but I pushed myself to keep talking.
“Are you ashamed to be seen with me? Is that what it is?” I pushed out. A tear slipped down my cheek.
Steele fell quiet and clenched his jaw.
“No, not at all, Rosy.”
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