Haunting-Adeline

“Your father is an a orney, is he not? A rule follower. I imagine you got
your desire to follow the rules from him, no?”
She scoffs, “No. I didn’t learn that from him.”
I pause to look over my shoulder, giving her a wicked smile.
“You got daddy issues then?”
“I don’t have daddy issues,” she snaps. “I mean, I don’t really. My father
has always kind of just… been there. My mother was such a force that he
usually faded in the background.” She finishes with another sniff, looking
every bit uncomfortable.
“Well, if you didn’t before, you do now,” I drawl, my smile growing as I
watch a pre y blush stain her cheeks.
Her eyes round and her mouth drops in shock. I want to s ck my cock in
it again just to give it a be er use. Her skills are very refined in that area.
And thinking of how she refined those skills makes me murderous for a
brief moment.
“Are you saying you’re my daddy?” she spu ers out incredulously,
bringing my a en on back to her.
“That’s right, baby. And you’re my good li le girl,” I croon, sliding my
tongue across my lower lip and looking at her like… fuck. The things I want
to do to this woman. Things that would show her just how insane I can be.
“I am not,” she hisses, though the protest is weak.
Leaving the movie for now, I stalk towards her, enjoying the sight of her
stumbling away from me and into a wall. If she had the power, she’d burn
me to a crisp from the heat in her glare. Good thing she doesn’t realize
what power she truly holds yet.
I don’t stop pursuing her un l my body is pressed into hers, relishing
over the feel of her nipples cu ng through her thin dress.
Watching her on her knees for me earlier, sucking my cock like her life
depended on it, but yet angry as hell about it—was the most magnificent
sight I’ve ever seen.
She wanted her power back in that moment, and I was more than happy
to show her that she never lost it. This beau ful woman holds my life in
the palm of her hand, she’s just incapable of seeing it that way.
The only one who’s truly in danger is me.
“No?” I whisper. I p her chin up, brushing my lips so ly against hers.
The sharp intake of breath has my cock straining against my slacks.