Her confidence has grown exponentially over the past couple of weeks, which is a marvel to watch, but I can see she’s getting close to seizing the reins of her own life, and that comes with consequences. I want her to feel secure about any choices she wants to make, and I need to check she’s thought though everything she needs tobeforeshe dons the eye-bulging, cock-swelling,fantasmiclittle dress she plans to wear to this weekend’s barn dance.
She’s no dummy, so I’m sure she understands the gravity of a power move like that, but I’m not sure she knows what to expect when it comes to the aftermath. And while I don’t want to scare her into reconsidering the idea she’s worked so bravely toward, I don’t want her walking into the inevitable shitstorm blind.
She issues her last book for the day, and shoos Cameron Douglas out the door, locking it loudly behind him, before she marches straight for me and the back room.
“I’m ready,” she says, already stripped half-naked when she gets in the door.
I grin at her bare, jiggling tits as she shimmies her skirt to the floor. “I can see that.”
She shakes her head and tugs my T-shirt upward, shoving at it until I pull it over my head for her. “I didn’t mean—” She tilts her head from side to side. “Well, obviously, I’m ready for cock.” She hooks her fingers over the waistband of my jeans and pulls me closer, so she can unbutton them. “I’m wearing the next size up, and it’s got me feeling a certain way, so pull your jeans down, sit your ass on that chair and let me ride you.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” Unable to resist such beautiful commands, I do as I’m told, and she climbs aboard.
We both moan when she slides her hot, soaking hole down my cock. The plug has her tight and firm around my shaft, and she feels so good, I want to come within seconds. I strain my lower abs and try to stave it off, but holding back is only made more difficult when she starts fucking me like an absolute fiend. She bumps and grinds against me, hitting all the good spots for herself, and I love it. She pumps her hips, taking my cock, rubs her clit at me, and every so often she scoots herself forward to stimulate the bulb in her ass.
“Fuck, Cady. What’s gotten into you today?”
“Besides you?” She giggles and rides me faster. Her tits are bouncing like crazy, she’s flipping her hair like a wild woman, and her arousal is soaking my lap. “I’m excited.”
“No shit.” I grit my teeth and grip the chair beneath me. “Me too. You’re gonna make me come.”
“Good,” she says, thrusting at me hard. “Paint my walls and leave me dripping. Seed me, cowboy.”
“Cady.” My head falls back, as I roar my release. I buck beneath her, filling her cunt with hot jets of cum until it’s squirts out of her with every move she makes. She flings her arms around my neck and clings to me as she sends herself into a series of strong, electric spasms, until she’s limp and breathing hard.
Still trying to catch a breath myself, I push my fingers into her hair and curl them possessively around her silky tresses. “What the fuck was that?” I gasp, sensitive to her quivering aftershocks. I blink several times to help clear my blurred vision. “I can hardly see, I came so hard.”
She moans and slowly rocks her hips. “Mmm. I needed that.”
“So it seemed. Are you okay?”
“More than,” she says in a lazy drawl, as she pushes herself back to meet my gaze. “I’ve decided to leave town.”
I search her eyes and nod. “Okay. Which follow-up question do I ask first? When? Where? With whom? I can already understand thewhy.”
“As soon as I build up the courage to tell Dad,” she says proudly. “Well, not straight away. I can give him a week or two to arrange replacement care for Mom. I’m not a monster.” She gazes into the distance and smiles. “I’m hoping to do it the night of the barn dance, if I don’t chicken out. As for where…? Anywhere but here. There are countless places I want to go and see. I’ll pack light, drive to the nearest airport, buy the cheapest flight out, and start there. My savings aren’t huge, so I’ll get a job first thing, and then reassess. And as for with whom…”
She lowers her head and looks at me all shy, as she flutters her lashes. “You want to come with me?”
My cock strains inside her. “Fuck yes. But only if youdon’ttry to get a job straight away, and instead, you let me pay for everything while you rest this sexy, fuckable ass.” I slap her rear, and she clenches her pussy around my cock with a moan. “You need a holiday. In fact, you can be on holiday for the rest of your life if you want. I can afford it. Easily. But if you find something you really want to do, I’m not going to stop you from going for it,” I assure her, when I realize I’m getting too excited. “If you want to go to college or train for something, I’ll pay for that too. You do remember that I grant scholarships to promising young students of life, right?”
Cady inhales deeply and holds it. “I don’t know. I don’t want it to look like I’m using you for your money. I don’t need you to be my sugar daddy. I can earn my keep.”
“I didn’t say you couldn’t. I just want you to be comfortable, but I’ll happily throw all the money away if having it makes youuncomfortable. As for what anyone else thinks? As long asthings are good between you and me, everyone else can fuck themselves. Agreed?”
She nods.
I give her a sideways look. “Are you sure about this? Leaving town? You’ve thought it all through?”
She nods again. Hesitantly. “I think so. I mean, Dad can probably afford care for Mom if he stops splurging on hookers, right?” She groans and drags her hand down her face. “I shouldn’t have to say shit like that.” She sucks in a breath and nods. “Yes, I’m sure. I know Dad won’t be happy about it, but his happiness doesn’t get to be more important than mine, right? And what can he really do? I’m allowed to leave home. I’m twenty-six.” She rolls her eyes and groans. “God, why have I waited this long already?”
“Because you’ve been financially, psychologically, and emotionally abused by a master of manipulation, and it takes time to build the strength and courage you need to leave a situation like this. It takes time to realize your worth and choose better for yourself when someone who was meant to love you, spent a lot of time making sure you felt exhausted and worthless.” I cup her face in my hands and kiss her pout. “My dad was similar to yours in many ways, and if you’re open to it, I was hoping to share some things I learned from my experience, so you can feel more prepared for what will happen when you tell him your exciting news. Is that okay?”
She looks deep into my eyes and then shifts her gaze between the old scar along my hairline, and the state of my busted-ass nose. Her eyes begin filling with tears. “How similar?”
I shake my head. “I’m not trying to scare you, Babe. Vander’s not going to lash out at you physically — and even if he did, I’d be right there to prevent it by putting him on the floor. He’s not the violent type, but whether he means to do it or not, he’s still an abusive asshole. He and his demons created the current systemto cope with the tragedy that befell your family, and that system comes under threat the moment you tell him you’re going to leave. You understand?”
She furrows her brow. “I think so? I mean, I know he’s not going to like the idea.”
