Stalk Me Gently: Daddy's Obsession Book 1 of 2 by Shanna Handel

Author:Shanna Handel [Handel, Shanna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-03-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Fourteen

Reece

His hand pulls away from my thigh.

I already miss the warmth of his touch. Icy tendrils of doubt twist ropes around my spine. Should I tell him? Will things change between us when he finds out the truth about my past? His hand comes back to my thigh. His gaze holds mine, firm and steady and solid. He’s the only solid thing in my life right now.

That final text he sent on the first night comes to the front of my mind.

Daddy is always here.

At the time, I couldn’t picture what that would feel like, to have a man by my side, caring for me. Now I can. It’s dangerous, and it’s making me vulnerable. You can’t miss something you never had, but now, everything is different.

I can’t afford to lose him.

I’m not going to tell him.

“He was just a friend. That’s all. A man who was helping me out during a tough time," I say quickly. I tip back my champagne.

A dark brow rises to the sky. “Reece.” He’s using that daddy tone that makes my belly flip-flop and my toes curls.

“I…don’t want to tell you.”

His hand slides up the side of my face, fingers tangling in my hair. He pulls my ear to his mouth.

His words rush hot against my skin. “Tell me. Or so help me god, I will put you over my lap and spank you until tears are running down your face, and every single staff member on this plane will hear you begging me to stop.”

The white heat of shame flashes over my face. I try to pull away. He pulls me in tighter.

He grabs my gaze, his eyes baring down on mine. “The truth, little girl. Now.”

He releases me.

“Fine.” I do my best to gather myself, smoothing my hair and straightening my dress, trying to scratch up some shred of dignity. But when I see the look in his eyes, there’s none left. I’m utterly lost to his control. I submit. “I’ll tell you.”

Leaning back in his seat, he folds his arms over his chest, waiting. The heaviness of his stare never leaves my face.

Icy prickles dance over my skin. I’ve never told anyone about this part of my life. For the past few years, I thought I’d outrun my past. Steady boyfriend, nice apartment, respectable job.

But my employment wasn’t always so respectable, teaching kids their letters and numbers and silly songs to occupy their time.

The music that filled my world was the very furthest from a nursery rhyme. The thump of the bass, the four-to-the-floor beat on repeat. No matter the song, they all ended up sounding the same.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

I can still feel the music thrumming through me.

Hands on the pole, arms raised above my head, my bare breasts held high, fully on display. Peaked nipples on show, hungry stares lashing out over them, wanting a taste. Thighs spread, knees bent, I lower myself to the ground, giving them a full view of what they want.

But will never have.

Underage. No home.

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