Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“She’s gone,” I say, feeling like I should tell him. “Dead.” I turn my head to look at him.
“I’m so sorry, Little one.”
My lip trembles again. “I don’t think she ever wanted me. I was a burden. She hated that she got pregnant, and she didn’t want the same thing to happen to me, so she told me to never ever let a man near me.”
He strokes my cheeks with his thumbs. His hands are so huge that he can hold my legs open, pin my arms, and touch my face at the same time. I’m still reeling from this thought when he kisses me.
It takes me by surprise. His lips are gentle and soft, and he moves them around mine, leaving me even more lightheaded from the dozens of tiny sweet kisses.
His torso presses against my sex, making the room spin. I can’t help but buck against him because I like the feel of his warm skin against my private parts.
No man has ever kissed me, and they certainly haven’t touched me between my legs. I’ve never even considered such a notion.
“I’m sorry your mother died,” he whispers against my lips. “I’m sorry she was so sad while she was alive, too. I promise to make you the happiest Little girl who ever lived.”
I finally meet his gaze. “What if you’re lying?”
He smiles. “I will prove to you every day that I’m telling the truth until you believe me.”
“There are bumble bees in my tummy. You put them there.”
He chuckles. “I’ve heard human females sometimes get a fluttering sensation in their tummies when they meet their perfect mate. It’s normal.”
“You twisted one of my nipples, and now they feel uneven,” I blurt out because it’s true. The one nipple still feels the slight throb from him tweaking it. The other feels…jealous.
His laughter causes his chest to vibrate against my sex, making me moan. “Tekfan…”
“Papi. Call me Papi, Little one.”
“Papi…” It’s odd but I try it out, and I like how his smile grows.
“Good girl. Now, do you think your nipple will be happy if I bite it?”
I gasp, my eyes going wide.
He doesn’t wait for me to respond. He lowers his face to my chest and captures my nipple between his teeth. I’m surprised he remembers the correct one that got left out. He nips it and then releases it. “Are they equal now, Little one?”
I shake my head. I can’t believe the silly sound that escapes my lips. He didn’t bite it hard enough, and he’s teasing me. I like the way his eyes dance.
He bites it again, but still not with enough pressure. “Now?”
“Papi…” My heart feels fuller than it’s ever felt before. There’s a lightness in the room I’ve never experienced. Happiness. Laughter. Teasing. These aren’t sensations I’m used to.
Papi finally sucks my nipple into his mouth so hard that I arch my chest off the mattress. He holds it for long seconds while the pain grows. And then he pierces it deeply with his quill.
I cry out at the pain, panting as he releases it to lap at the offended bud.
When he looks at me again, there’s even more laughter in his eyes. “That was too hard now, wasn’t it? I bet I need to even them out? This could go on all night.”
I shake my head and do something I don’t remember doing before tonight. I giggle.
His mouth comes to mine again, and he kisses me deeper, trailing his tongue along the seam of my lips.
I open for him, letting him inside. I’ve seen people kiss passionately like this, but I’ve never experienced it, nor did I ever expect it to happen to me.
When he finally breaks the connection, I think he’s breathing heavier than I am. “You are perfection, Janelle. I’m going to worship you for the rest of our days.”
“Okay.” I can’t help but agree. I’m certain he releases something into me when he pokes me with that needle thingy. It’s not always the same thing. I know that last one has made me crave more of him.
His expression grows serious—his brows drawing together as his lips level out. “I’m still going to spank your naughty bottom, Janelle. Are you going to be a good girl and cooperate with me?”
“Yes, Papi.” I will. I don’t want to be naughty. I want him to smile at me again.
He releases me. “Turn over, Little one. Hands and knees.”
I shudder as I get onto all fours. I can’t believe I’m naked with a man I just met, and I’m about to let him spank me. When I glance down at my body, I’m embarrassed. I’m not pretty like other girls. My boobs are tiny. I’m too skinny. My hair is thin and stringy. I haven’t washed it in a few days—the last time I stayed at a shelter.