wanted from a man. Can you tell me what you thought about?”
She shifted in my lap, the highly specialized truth serum I’d given her earlier in her whisky still coursing through her, encouraging her to be honest in a way she’d never be while fully conscious. “I want someone to love me, really love me. I want someone to think I’m amazing, I want to make them happy, I want them to take care of me and I want to take care of them.”
God she was sweet, pure in a way I’d never encountered. I almost felt bad for what I was going to do to her. “That’s good, tell me more. What do you want your life to be like ten years from now? What would make you happy?”
She licked her full lips and sighed. “I want a family. I want to be a mother, to have a husband who loves me, a nice home, a dog…I want a house filled with kids who are happy and cherished. I want to go to school plays, and complain about driving to their sporting events when secretly I wouldn’t miss one second of them. I want a husband who will help me go crazy decorating the house for Halloween and hold me at Christmas while we watch our children tearing into their presents. We’ll spend the rest of our lives together, loving each other, sharing the joys of growing old together. I want to never be alone again, because loneliness is like cancer, it kills you a little at a time until nothing is left.”
The heart some thought I didn’t have ached even as my cock pressed into the nicely rounded curves of her ass. The sudden image of her pregnant, with my child, sent a visceral shock of yearning through me. Her body would change after she had children, soften with the curves of motherhood, and I already looked forward to licking drops of milk from her swollen breasts. Nothing would be off limits between us; we’d do anything that brought us mutual pleasure. Our life would be good, so good together, but only if I could guarantee her loyalty. If I couldn’t, it didn’t matter how perfect we were together. I’d have to leave the cartel that I considered my family if I wanted to have Hannah as my wife.
Then again, I don’t think Judith would let me leave. I knew too many secrets.
Trying to focus past the worries that plagued me, I stroked her cheek as I asked, “What is it you want out of a relationship? What could your man do for you that would please you and make you happy?”
“I want him to take care of me. To love me. To praise me. I want to be his good girl. I’ll be so good, I promise. If you love me, I’ll be the best.”
It didn’t take my genius-level IQ to figure out Hannah’s childhood had scarred her deeply, but witnessing the evidence of it made me more determined than ever to heal her.
Then she said something that had me wishing I could break her parents’ necks. “I have so much love to give, but nobody wants it.”
“I want it.”
“You do?”
“More than anything.”
“You seem like a nice guy, and you smell really good. You can have it.” She patted my chest before loosely curling up in my lap. “I’m sleepy, Leo.”
“One more question, then you can go to sleep.”
She yawned then stretched. “Okay.”
“If you needed punishment, correction for your actions, how should you be punished? What would make you really sorry?”
“If you ignored me. I hate that. Makes me feel so cold inside.”
“What about a spanking?”
Barely looking at me, she gave me a smile so seductive I would have done anything she wanted just to keep the warmth filling my chest, chasing back the empty cold. “Spanking turns me on. At least I think it does. I’ve never tried it.”
My throbbing dick ached beneath her slight weight and begged me to fuck her, to give the greedy bastard just a taste of the no doubt sweet little pussy between her slender thighs. “What else turns you on?”
Her eyes closed all the way. “You. So big, strong. Reminds me of a Viking warrior. Commanding. Even when you’re mean I find you sexy. Is it
She shifted in my lap, the highly specialized truth serum I’d given her earlier in her whisky still coursing through her, encouraging her to be honest in a way she’d never be while fully conscious. “I want someone to love me, really love me. I want someone to think I’m amazing, I want to make them happy, I want them to take care of me and I want to take care of them.”
God she was sweet, pure in a way I’d never encountered. I almost felt bad for what I was going to do to her. “That’s good, tell me more. What do you want your life to be like ten years from now? What would make you happy?”
She licked her full lips and sighed. “I want a family. I want to be a mother, to have a husband who loves me, a nice home, a dog…I want a house filled with kids who are happy and cherished. I want to go to school plays, and complain about driving to their sporting events when secretly I wouldn’t miss one second of them. I want a husband who will help me go crazy decorating the house for Halloween and hold me at Christmas while we watch our children tearing into their presents. We’ll spend the rest of our lives together, loving each other, sharing the joys of growing old together. I want to never be alone again, because loneliness is like cancer, it kills you a little at a time until nothing is left.”
The heart some thought I didn’t have ached even as my cock pressed into the nicely rounded curves of her ass. The sudden image of her pregnant, with my child, sent a visceral shock of yearning through me. Her body would change after she had children, soften with the curves of motherhood, and I already looked forward to licking drops of milk from her swollen breasts. Nothing would be off limits between us; we’d do anything that brought us mutual pleasure. Our life would be good, so good together, but only if I could guarantee her loyalty. If I couldn’t, it didn’t matter how perfect we were together. I’d have to leave the cartel that I considered my family if I wanted to have Hannah as my wife.
Then again, I don’t think Judith would let me leave. I knew too many secrets.
Trying to focus past the worries that plagued me, I stroked her cheek as I asked, “What is it you want out of a relationship? What could your man do for you that would please you and make you happy?”
“I want him to take care of me. To love me. To praise me. I want to be his good girl. I’ll be so good, I promise. If you love me, I’ll be the best.”
It didn’t take my genius-level IQ to figure out Hannah’s childhood had scarred her deeply, but witnessing the evidence of it made me more determined than ever to heal her.
Then she said something that had me wishing I could break her parents’ necks. “I have so much love to give, but nobody wants it.”
“I want it.”
“You do?”
“More than anything.”
“You seem like a nice guy, and you smell really good. You can have it.” She patted my chest before loosely curling up in my lap. “I’m sleepy, Leo.”
“One more question, then you can go to sleep.”
She yawned then stretched. “Okay.”
“If you needed punishment, correction for your actions, how should you be punished? What would make you really sorry?”
“If you ignored me. I hate that. Makes me feel so cold inside.”
“What about a spanking?”
Barely looking at me, she gave me a smile so seductive I would have done anything she wanted just to keep the warmth filling my chest, chasing back the empty cold. “Spanking turns me on. At least I think it does. I’ve never tried it.”
My throbbing dick ached beneath her slight weight and begged me to fuck her, to give the greedy bastard just a taste of the no doubt sweet little pussy between her slender thighs. “What else turns you on?”
Her eyes closed all the way. “You. So big, strong. Reminds me of a Viking warrior. Commanding. Even when you’re mean I find you sexy. Is it
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