“You’re going to have your face fucked now, Little Lulu,” he continued in a husky whisper that somehow felt more threatening than if he’d shouted. “And you’re going to take it like a good girl until Daddy comes all over his little girl’s face and marks her as Daddy’s naughty girl. Do you understand?”
I nodded mutely, unable to find my voice.
“Words, little one,” he prompted, his fingers tightening in my hair.
“Yes… Daddy,” I whispered, the childish title burning my tongue.
His expression softened momentarily, and he stroked my cheek with his free hand. “Good girl. But first, I think you should get properly acquainted with Daddy’s cock.” He guided my face closer. “Start by giving the head a nice, respectful kiss.”
I leaned forward and pressed my lips gently against the smooth purple crown. It pulsed against my mouth, a drop of clear fluid beading at the tip.
“Now lick it,” he instructed. “Up and down the shaft, nice and slow. Show me how much you appreciate being allowed to pleasure me.”
I extended my tongue and dragged it from the base to the tip, tasting the salt of his skin. The intimacy of the act made my cheeks burn, but I couldn’t deny the even greater surge of heat between my thighs.
“That’s right,” he encouraged. “Now pay proper attention to my balls. Kiss them. Lick them. Show them the reverence they deserve.”
I lowered my head, taking one of his heavy testicles into my mouth, rolling it gently with my tongue as I’d once read about in a magazine. His sharp intake of breath told me I’d done something right.
“You’ve done a decent job training her, Charlie,” Jax commented as I continued my ministrations. “She seems to know her way around a cock.”
From the corner of my eye, I could see Charlie shift uncomfortably. “Yeah, well,” he mumbled, clearly trying to save face, “I made sure she knew how to please a man.”
I couldn’t help the indignant noise that escaped my throat, a muffled sound of protest around Jax’s flesh. Charlie was lying through his teeth. The two fumbling blowjobs I’d given him hadn’t been anything like this.
Jax yanked my head back by my hair, his eyes suddenly sharp with curiosity. “What was that, little one? You seem to disagree with your former boyfriend’s assessment.” He glanced at Charlie, then back to me. “Is he telling the truth about training you?”
I felt a strange rush of vindication wash over me, gratitude blooming in my chest at the opportunity to expose Charlie’s lie. The feelings confused me—I should have been focused on my humiliation, on escaping this nightmare—but instead, I found myself eager to tell Jax the truth, to somehow prove my worth to this terrifying man who had claimed me as his own.
“No, Daddy,” I heard myself say, startled by how my voice had transformed into something childlike and plaintive. “Charlie’s fibbing. He only made me do it twice, and he was mean about it. He said I was terrible and just finished himself.” The words tumbled out in a tattling cadence that made me sound like a little girl reporting a playground injustice.
Jax’s eyes darkened with something that looked disturbingly like paternal pride. “Thank you for your honesty, Little Lulu. Daddy appreciates when his girl tells the truth.” He shot Charlie a withering look. “Pathetic. You had this treasure in your possession and couldn’t even be bothered to teach her properly.”
His fingers tightened in my hair, tilting my face up toward his. “Don’t worry, baby girl. Tonight, Daddy’s going to show you exactly how to please a man. You’re going to learn what that mouth of yours was made for.”
Without warning, he thrust forward, pushing his cock past my lips and deep into my mouth. I gagged as he hit the back of my throat, tears springing to my eyes.
“Relax your throat,” he instructed, his voice calm despite the brutality of his actions. “Breathe through your nose. That’s it.”
His hips began to move in a steady rhythm, pushing deeper with each thrust. My hands instinctively flew up to his thighs, trying to control the depth, but he caught my wrists in one large hand.
“No, no. Hands behind your back like a good girl. Daddy decides how deep he goes.”
I obeyed, crossing my wrists at the small of my back as tears streamed down my face. The position made me feel utterly vulnerable, kneeling naked before him with nothing to brace against as he used my mouth.
“Look at me,” he commanded.
I raised my teary eyes to meet his, and something in his expression shifted. His thrusts became more measured, allowing me brief moments to catch my breath before he pushed deep again.
“That’s my good girl,” he murmured. “Taking Daddy’s cock so beautifully. You were made for this, weren’t you?”
A moan escaped me, vibrating around his shaft. I looked up into his face searching for my daddy’s approval. I saw that Jax was looking over at Walker and Charlie. He spoke casually,as if discussing a business transaction. “I’ll give you each five thousand dollars for her. Cash. Tonight.”
My eyes widened around his cock, the shock making me forget to breathe through my nose for a moment. They were selling me? Like property? The logical part of my brain screamed in outrage, but my body betrayed me with a surge of arousal so intense I couldn’t stand it.
Without conscious thought, my right hand slipped from behind my back and between my thighs. I found my clit instantly, already swollen and slick with need. My fingers circled it desperately as Jax continued to use my mouth, the dual sensations making me dizzy with forbidden pleasure.
“Ten grand is generous,” Walker replied, his voice sounding far away through the haze of my arousal. “But considering her potential value?—”
