Chapter 21

Haley

When we make it back to my place, it’s past midnight, but I’m not tired. I’m drained.

We didn’t talk much on the way here. I can’t shut my brain off. I’ve ruined Cole’s holiday with my past hangups once again haunting me. Guilt eats me even as he laces our hands together and leads the way up to my apartment like nothing’s wrong. My head and heart brace themselves for a fallout. I’m scared that I’ve taken two steps forward and three steps back with myself… and with him.

“I’m so sorry,” I say while unlocking my door.

“You don’t have anything to apologize for, Angel.”

Opening things up, I kick off my shoes and drop my purse on the floor like it’s a sack of trash. “I feel like I’ve ruined your night.”

“You didn’t.” He toes his shoes off and lines them up by the door. When he walks towards me, he’s predatory. Confident. Sexy as hell. “I want you to do something for me.”

“Anything.” I mean it. I’ll do anything for this man. Besides, he still has a few days of free-use playtime with me, and he barely took advantage of it today. The prospect of picking up where we left off with that almost chases my blues away.

I think our love language is physical affection, only Cole gets cuddly and clingy while I just want him to rail me until I can reset my factory settings.

“Stand over by your bookshelf, facing it.”

Umm. Okay. That’s not what I thought he was going to say. So much for hoping we’re going to screw each other’s brains out so I can factory reset myself.

When I reach the bookshelf, I swear my pussy dries right up. It’s nothing but a glorious display of how fucked in the head I’ve always been. How much effort I’ve had to put into carving a new life for myself that doesn’t involve my toxic parents. I want to curl into a ball and cry about it. It’s embarrassing to have grown up the way I did. And it’s double awful that Cole knows so much about my past.

Does he look down on me for it?

Does he pity me?

“Stay just like you are,” Cole growls from the couch. My back is to him, so I have no idea what he’s doing. But when I feel him approach, my stomach flutters. “Daddy’s so fucking proud of you, Angel.” His hands glide down my arms and he grabs my wrists, placing my hands on the bookshelf. “Look at what a good job you’ve done.”

I don’t understand. “I haven’t done anything.”

Cole lifts my dress up to my hips. Then his hand lands hard on my bare ass. Smack! “Wanna try that again?”

Holy shit. What’s happening here? “I…”

I’m so confused.

“Look at what a good job you’ve done,” he growls against my ear. Smack! “Who’s been such a good girl?” Smack! “Who knows her motherfucking worth now?” Smack!

My ass is on fire.

“I…” I can’t breathe.

He spanks my ass again. “Say it.” His breaths grow heavier. “Who’s a good girl and knows her worth?”

“M-m-me?”

He spanks me again. “Is that a question or an answer, Angel?” He spanks me again before I can answer.

There’s no relenting with him. The delicious pain makes my head spin. “Cole.”

“Look at your hard work, Angel.” He spanks me again. “Who’s been a good girl?” Smack! “Working on herself so she doesn’t ever let someone disrespect her again?” Smack!

Each strike burns hotter than the last.

And it all goes straight to my pussy.

“Me,” I groan, tears pricking my eyes.

“That’s right, Angel.” He spanks me again. My ass jiggles and stings with each hit. I fucking love it. “Read your notes out loud for Daddy.” Smack! My grip tightens on the bookcase because holy shit, this is going to make me come. “Do it.”

Smack!

My gaze lands on the first bright note. “You’re not a hindrance just being in someone’s life.”

“Keep going.” Smack!

“You’re a human, not baggage.”

“That’s my good girl.” He spanks me again, then rubs my ass cheeks to soothe the burn. “More. Read more to me, Angel.”

I glance at a green note, my vision a little blurry. “No one can make you feel worthless without your consent.”

“That’s right.” He spanks me again. “That’s my good fucking girl. Give me more.”

My chest tightens. “Love yourself how you want others to love you.”

Smack! “That’s it.” His breath skates down my neck, making my nipples harden even more. “Do you know how proud I am of you?” My heart flutters in my throat when he kicks my legs wide and presses his hot cock against my entrance. “You’re gonna come so fucking hard for me tonight, Angel.” He shoves his way inside me, stretching me, filling me. “Tell me what a good girl you are.”

“I’m a good girl.”

“That’s right.” His hips slam against me with each thrust. “Say it again.”

“I’m…” Fuck, he’s deep. “I’m a good girl.”

“Yeah, you are.” He winds my hair around his hand and tugs it. “Tell me more.”

I’m not sure what he wants to hear.

Cole lets go of my hair and gives me a hand necklace instead. His thrusts are slow and deep, making me feel so full. “Tell me no one gets to disrespect you.”

“No one gets…” He slams into me harder, and I pitch forward. “No one gets to disrespect me.”

“You’re worth waiting for.”

My lungs are robbed of air with his next thrust. I’m on my tippy toes to accommodate his size, and the little purchase I have on the bookcase is slipping. Thankfully, it’s bolted to the wall.

He pulls me flush against him and rocks his hips while holding my neck with one hand, the other has found my clit. “Say it and I’ll let you come, Angel.”

“I’m worth waiting for.”

“Say it like you fucking mean it.” He shoves me forward and slams into me harder.

“I’m worth waiting for.”

“Louder.” Slam, slam, slam. His hips turn into pistons as he rails me.

“I’m… worth…. waiting for.”

“Fuck right, you are.” He pulls out and spins me around. “Who is Daddy’s Angel?” Cole lifts me up and impales me on his cock again. I feel dizzy as he slams me against the wall next to the shelf. “Look at me and say it. Who’s my Angel?”

“Me. It’s me. It’s always been me.” Tears sail down my cheeks and I’m not even sure if they’re from sadness, elation, or sheer confusion from the pleasure/pain combo he’s delivering.

We turn into a frenzy of kisses, thrusts, and grunts.

“God dayem, Angel. You make me crave you all fucking day and night.” We’ve made it to my bed. With my legs hooked over his shoulders, Cole scrambles my insides. “I love making you this desperate to come for me.”

Desperate is an understatement. I think I’ll go insane if I don’t get a release soon. Every time I get close, he switches things up on me and I lose the traction we’ve made.

“Beg your Daddy.”

“Please,” I whimper. “Please let me come now.”

“Only if I can taste it.” He slows his thrusts and kisses the side of my calf. “Ask me to eat that perfect pussy for you.” Cole rolls his hips, driving my lust higher.

“Will you please…” Mmmm, that feels so good. What’s he hitting in there? “Can you please taste me? I want you to eat my pussy.”

He pulls out and drops to his knees.

“Oh fuck.” My back arches when Cole stuffs two fingers in my pussy and latches his mouth to my clit. He plays with me, edges me. It’s not long before I’m so swollen and needy from him driving me to the edge of pleasure over and over again, that the slightest brush of his tongue makes me implode.

The force of my orgasm is unreal. My thighs shake as they clamp around his head. My voice breaks as I scream his name. My heart slams against my bones, breaking me apart.

Cole glides up my body and shoves his big dick into me again. I dig my nails into his shoulders, holding on for dear life.

“So wet and tight,” he says against my mouth. “I want to fill this pretty pussy up with my cum.”

“Please.” I groan when he rotates his hips. “Please, Cole. I want to feel you come inside me.”

He hovers over me, our gazes locked. “Beg again.”

“I need your cum,” I whimper. “Fill me. Stuff me with it. Please.”

He crushes his mouth to mine and kisses me like I’m the only thing that gives him life. When he breaks the kiss, his speed and force become brutal. Cole fucks me clean across the bed and lifts my hips to get as deep as possible. “Take everything I give you.”

Sweat drips down his temples as he thrusts into me harder.

I nearly black out with how good the pain is. Stars burst in my vision. I feel so alive and powerful. So used and needed. Wanted.

Holding the back of his neck, I roll my hips to meet his with each thrust. “That’s it, Daddy. Fill your Angel up. Make me take it all.”

“Fffffuuuuck.”

His cock jerks inside me. Cole grunts and groans, completely losing his rhythm. I feel like I’m floating as he comes hard and long inside me. When he pulls out, Cole curses under his breath and shoves two fingers into my pussy, plugging me up. “Hold me inside you.”

My body obeys, muscles contracting around his fingers. When he finally pulls out, Cole shoves them into my mouth so I can suck them clean. My lower belly cramps, making me wince.

Cole doesn’t miss it. “I was too rough.”

“No.” My voice is raspy. “Not at all.”

“You’d tell me if I was, right?”

Probably not. “I like it rough.”

“And I’ll give it to you how you like it, but I also need to make sure I don’t go too far.”

“There’s no such thing as too far with me, Cole.”

His expression softens because he knows we’re no longer talking about my sexual limits. “Didn’t used to be that way.”

“I know.” Before I had boundaries and barriers and a lot of red tape around my heart. “I’m not the same person anymore.”

A smile slowly spreads across his face. “I love you more now than I did then.”

His confession rolls off his tongue so easily, it makes my heart trip. “You… love me?”

Cole slides his arms under me and lifts me up. Carrying me to my bathroom, he cocks his brow. “Is that going to be a problem, Angel?”

“Only if you plan on stopping.”

“Haley, I haven’t stopped loving you since the day you walked into my life.”