There had been many a night in the last year when I’d had to lock myself in my own bedroom to keep from going down the hall and taking her. Or how about the nights I’d purposely stayed away because the hunger and the need for her were too strong? And the closer it got to her eighteenth birthday the harder it became to resist the lure.
“Answer me Isabella, what were you doing with Paulo Amici after I told you to stay away from him?”
“You can’t tell me who to talk to Zared, I’m a grown up remember, eighteen.”
“You think so do you? In a little while I’m going to fuck you, hard, we’ll see how grown up you are then, but that’s beside the point. I told you to stay the fuck away from that whole family and why.”
Her eyes had gone light then dark when I told her I was going to fuck her, and she looked at me with the same hunger I’d seen there so much lately. It was all I could do not to drag her off to bed right this minute, but she needed to hear some truths first so there was no mistake as to where this new relationship of ours was headed.
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“Well?”
“Well what? I liked Paulo he was fun, and besides I can’t tell you who to fuck so…”
I had her up off the couch in a second. “Hey.”
“Did he touch you?” Her eyes had gone wide as she realized I wasn’t fucking around. The thought of him or anyone else taking what was mine made my head spin and the blood sing in my veins. I had visions of tearing his fucking head from his shoulders as I awaited her answer. I shook her until she opened her mouth.
“No he didn’t, what’s wrong with you?”
“Has anyone?”
“That’s none of your business, you were fucking Sonja and your bevy of bimbos before her.”
“Answer the fucking question.”
She finally backed down and her shoulders fell as she looked down at the floor between us. “No, no one.”
“And no one else ever will.” I pulled her to me then and kissed her the way I’d wanted to for far too long. She was soft and sweet, just as I’d imagined; her mouth might give me hell but her body knew its master. She clung to me and purred into my mouth as I took her tongue.
Her innocence shone through loud and clear in the shy way she used her tongue in my mouth until I showed her how.
It felt like hours later when I finally lifted my mouth from hers. Her lips were swollen and red from my assault on them and her nipples pushed against the fabric of her dress. The dress she’d worn to marry another man in.
“Take that off.”
She looked down at herself. “What here?”
“No the bedroom’s through there.” I pointed her in the direction and went to pour myself a stiff drink. I wasn’t quite sure how to progress from here. I’ve never had to explain my likes to a woman before they usually came to me knowing what I liked.
But this was my babygirl. I’m pretty sure even with all the shit she’s gotten up to in the last couple of years that she’s innocent of such things. Not sex itself, but the kind of sex I craved. It’s a sure bet that she’s the least likely candidate for what I have in mind.
She’s opinionated, strong willed and feisty. I didn’t want to break her in anyway, but I neither could I give her up. After tonight, I guess we’d both see if she was strong enough.
Chapter 6
She came out of the room wearing one of my shirts and I assume nothing underneath. She wouldn’t have found the clothes I’d ordered for her that were now tucked away in the walk-in closet.
As soon as I’d heard of her plans I’d set mine in motion knowing that there was no way in hell I would let this day end any different. I cleared my calendar for the next two weeks. I planned on spending everyday of that buried deep inside her sweet body until this infernal lust was assuaged.
“Come sit over here.”
She walked towards me as I held my hand out to her, pulling her down on my lap. “Now there’s a few things we have to get straight now that you’re my wife. Listen very carefully babygirl because any infraction can be cause for punishment and trust me, what you’ve tasted so far today was child’s play compared to what I can and will do to you if you disobey me in the future. Shut it.”
She’d started to open her mouth, no doubt to argue, that was number one on my list. As my ward, she’d been allowed to get away with a lot. One: because she was so young, and also because she was free then, free to do as she pleased within certain boundaries. That no longer held true.
“Look at me babygirl.” I turned her face towards me so she could see into my eyes and judge the seriousness of what I was about to say.