Daddy's Sweetheart (Part 1) (Daddy's Sweetheart (Part1)) by Burns Rachel

Author:Burns, Rachel [Burns, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-09-16T00:00:00+00:00

Strong hands picked me up. My head fell against his chest. He carried me back to his bed. Great, after the effort it had taken just to get to the bathroom. He laid me down in bed again, only this time he laid me on my side and worked on undressing me.

Please, dear God, don't let him hurt me again. Please God, help me. I have nothing to offer you but please help me. I sobbed into the pillow in a silent prayer. He had me naked quickly. I was shaking in fear again. It was already getting dark outside. The temperature drop was noticeable. I shivered. My heart hurt almost as much as my bottom. I was so afraid of him. He was so much stronger than I was. I didn't have a breath of a chance. If he wanted to hit me, he could. If he wanted to rape me, he could. Was that why he had insisted on a virgin? That way he could be certain that I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

Had this all been my fault or was it his? I was so unsure.

He rolled me on my stomach. I knew it. He wasn't finished.

He was making noises that I couldn't place.

I felt him sit down on the bed next to me. I felt him against my leg. What did he plan on doing with me now?

He laid both of his hands on my bottom.

I made a high pitched noise of protest that he ignored. He was applying some sort of cream to my bottom. It was cooling the only part of me that was warm at the moment. I buried my face into the pillow and cried.

“Shh, Amelia. My love, don't cry it's over. I'm here, sweetheart. Daddy's here. I'm not mad anymore.” He got up and went to my room. He came right back with my blankets. He covered me up and then he went into his bathroom. When he came back out he had his pajamas on. He pulled back his covers and got into bed.

“Here.” He handed me a handkerchief.

I slowly reached for it. When my hand got closer to his I snatched it and drew it under the blankets to me. I turned my head away from him and wiped my eyes and nose. I tried really hard to stop crying. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of hearing me blubber anymore.

“Amelia.”

I couldn't respond. My heart hurt too much even if my backside was smarting as much as ever.

“Amelia,” he said louder this time.

I was shaking again. Please, don't let him beat me again, I prayed. I felt so lost and alone. It had been a mistake to marry him. It had taken me less than a week to realize that. I had sold my soul to the devil without knowing it. I felt so sorry for myself.

I remembered reaching out to him and he just walked away. My sobs came even louder than.

I felt his weight shifting on the bed.

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