Chapter 4

HANK

What in the hell have I gotten myself into?

When Martin called me about his daughter, I was expecting a

sullen brat with a chip on her shoulder and a painfully long summer, but the last thing I expected was a gorgeous, young brat with a body so perfect I’ve already imagined fucking her in every possible way. Fuck me. This is going to be a long-ass summer.

I glance back inside and see her dark head and small body still sitting at the table, pouting about being forced to finish her meal. I’m not trying to be an ass, although I won’t deny that it made me hard to give her an order and watch her obey it. And that moan she’d given when I’d said the word daddy and threatened to spank her, holy fuck.

Scrubbing a hand over my face, I force myself to look away and sit down on one of the Adirondack chairs, trying to will my hard-on to go away. Sadie comes and sits at my side, and I scratch her soft head. I try not to have favorites around the ranch, but Sadie’s the best damn dog I’ve ever had, and I can’t help but show her a bit of favoritism.

When I hear the scrape of a chair and then the clatter of dishes being put in the sink, I bite back a grin. Looks like someone’s not as stubborn as she thinks she is.

“Finished it, oh lord and master,” I hear her grumble as she loads up the dishwasher.

Hearing her call me master has my cock hard as steel again. I let out a pained groan and watch the sun set, telling myself that it’s only three months. I can survive ninety days with the most beautiful, young woman I’ve ever seen. Sadie looks at me as if she can read my mind, and I swear it’s like she’s laughing at me.

“Don’t you start,” I tell her, giving her another scratch. “I can’t handle two feisty females.”

Once I hear Jamie go upstairs, I wait a few minutes and do the same. Her door is shut when I go by, and I freeze outside it, wondering if I should knock and say something or just go to bed. My whole body tenses when I hear a very feminine moan coming from inside. Purely on instinct, I lean closer and press my ear closer. Another moan, this time louder, and there’s no mistake at all about what that naughty, little girl is doing in there. I can’t believe she’s fucking herself so brazenly in my home on her first night here!

Before I’ve even registered what I’m doing, my pants are unbuckled and my hard cock is in my hand. I’m slick with precum and more than ready to cum. Her soft whimpers and moans fill my head as I grip my cock and start to stroke myself in a fast rhythm that’s designed to get me off as fast as possible.

My head is filled with images of Jamie, her tight, young body bent over and taking my cock like such a good girl, begging me to fuck her harder.

Her moans grow louder and I know she’s close.

Don’t worry, baby, I’m right there with you.

I jerk myself off harder, my movements bordering on violent. I need to shoot my load like I’ve never needed anything. This girl drives me crazy. I picture her on the bed, squatting back on her heels with her knees spread wide, fucking her wet, little pussy while she thinks about me. I imagine storming into the room and coming up behind her, ramming my cock into her as I wrap an arm around her chest, holding her still, forcing her to take every damn inch of me while she screams my name and cums hard around me.

My whole body starts to tense. My balls tighten and I know I’m only seconds away. She lets out a muffled scream before moaning “Hank” in a breathy rush, and I’m gone as soon as I hear it. I cup my hand over the head of my cock, imagining it’s her sweet pussy and cum so hard I have to clench my jaw shut to keep from growling like a fucking caveman. My cock pulses with each shot, filling my hand with hot braids of cum, and all I can think about is filling her little cunt with my seed, claiming that fertile, little body as mine. The last image that floats through my head is of a very pregnant Jamie on her hands and knees as I pull her hair and fuck her hard from behind.

Where the fuck did that come from?

I shake my head of the image and shove my cock back in my pants. I’m about to walk to my room to shower when I hear her soft voice from the other side of the door.

“Hank? Is that you?”

I barely have time to buckle my damn pants before she’s opened the door. She stares up at me with wide eyes and the sexiest blush on her cheeks and chest. If there was any doubt in my mind about what she was doing, it disappears when I see that I just came hard look on her face. Her brown eyes are still a bit glazed, and she’s refusing to meet my eyes.

I turn my hand so she can’t tell it’s covered in cum and give her a small smile. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you. I just wanted to say that if you need anything, just let me know. I’ll wake you up early tomorrow to get started.”

She shakes her head yes, darting her eyes to me quickly before looking away again. It takes all my willpower to not close the distance between us and finish what we both started, but I don’t. I really doubt that’s what Martin had in mind when he called me and asked for my help in straightening out his wild daughter. I can just imagine that phone call. Yeah, Martin. Everything’s great. I fucked that wild streak right out of your sweet, little daughter. I’ve tamed her spunky ass and now she’s as docile as a kitten as long as she gets my cock three times a day. Oh, and by the way, I’m keeping her.

Yeah, that would go over just great.

I push the thought aside and take a step back. “Night, Jamie. I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Night, Hank,” she calls after me before I hear the soft click of her door.