Cassie's New Plan(15)
“I’d be more lenient? No, but I do appreciate your honesty. I will take that into consideration. I’m just glad you’re alright. You could have been seriously hurt, even raped. Especially under the influence. Cass, you’re smarter than this. I’m so disappointed in you. I thought we were moving beyond your defiance issues.” He sounded sad.
Another sob caught in Cassie’s throat as she profusely apologized over and over. Rob listened carefully. So, the little brat was finally learning to accept responsibility for her actions. But then, she was a very convincing little actress and a consummate liar. He knew better than to let his guard down with her.
“Sweetheart, please calm down. You’re going to make yourself sick. I want you to go take a hot shower, drink a lot of water and then get to bed. We’ll talk more in the morning. I’ll call you first thing.”His voice was soothing and gentle. He surprised himself with his own acting abilities; he wanted, more than anything, to give her a piece of his mind as well as a good, solid dose of his belt across her little backside. If she had ever deserved a good bun warming, it was now, and by God she was going to get one!
“Promise you’ll call?”the girl asked in a tiny voice. Rob tried not to sound as surprised as he felt. She actually wanted to talk with him! Maybe he wasmaking progress, although with the little manipulator he couldn’t decide exactly how much.
“I promise. Now mind me. I love you, baby girl.”
“I love you too, Robby. I miss you.”
Rob stared at the phone in his hand and shifted uncomfortably. Somewhere during the brief conversation, he had started to feel his manhood swell. He tried to return to sleep, but images haunted him: her soft honey blonde hair sifting silkily through his fingers, her sweet pink mouth touching his, the taste of her sweet lips, and her small creamy white bottom as it lay bare across his thighs, trembling before he soundly spanked it to a crimson red.
Groaning, he got up, and started pacing the room. What was he going to do with her? How could he control her impulses if he couldn’t get his own in check? The thought of plunging his long, thick rod into her virgin pussy refused to depart from his mind; that thought mixed with thoughts about all of the wonderful things he could do with her beautiful little ass…He loved her ass. It was made to be spanked thoroughly and then made love to. His mind drifted to the image of his cock sliding deep into that tight, forbidden place and the sounds of her moans as he spilled his seed into her bowels. Desperate for the willpower to rein in his own lust, Rob quickly changed into his bathing suit and went down to swim laps in the cold hotel pool.
Cassie followed Rob’s instructions and climbed into bed, wishing he wasn’t so far away. None of it made sense to her. This was the man who got his rocks off by making her life at home a living hell with his constant need to control and command! She stared at the ceiling, wondering what had possessed her to call him, anyway. Comfort? Reassurance?
No, she needed to hear him take charge and set her feet on solid ground; to hold her without letting go and assure her he would make everything alright once again. Rob, although unyielding, was at least consistent. He could fix anything, and Cassie reluctantly realized she relied upon his strength to keep her from falling apart at the seams.
She thought of the events from the time just after her mother had died. While the others whispered quietly around her, Rob grabbed her firmly by the hand and walked her to the coffin, standing next to her while they said goodbye. He never left her side at the gravesite, either. She had pretended to be angry with him for those actions, calling him heartless and insensitive, but the truth was that she hadn’t had the courage to say goodbye alone. He had given her courage and been a solid fortress of strength and protection; she knew he would never break if she needed to lean against him again.
On the other hand, he was also unbending and often frightened her terribly. While she longed for his presence, she knew he had a hidden darkness that both compelled and repelled her. She had a begrudging respect for the irritating man. He never avoided her tantrums or pretended that things were okay when they obviously were not. Until very recently, he was also the only one in the family who would call her on the carpet and honestly express his sentiments about her attitude. He would say what needed to be said, whether she wanted to hear it or not. Most times, she did not.
Cassie sighed. She dreaded Monday but, at the same time, she felt a yearning she could not ignore. She wanted to be with Rob. No, not wanted…Hungered.
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Glenn tapped on her door the next morning, hopping on her bed and tousling her hair.