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while Frank played with himself.
Just as I wanted to sit down on my bed and accept Frank’s call, Della called out from downstairs, making me sigh and head out of the bedroom.
“What is it?” I asked, seeing her at the bottom of the stairs.
“Would you like to come down for some dessert?” she asked.
“Uh, no, thank you. I’m pretty full from dinner,” I replied.
She smiled and nodded, and once she walked away, I turned around to go back into my room.
That didn’t go as planned though, as a large hand gripped the back of my head, fisting my hair tightly and pushing me against the wall next to my bedroom door.
I hadn’t heard Riggs come upstairs and step close to me, but whatever he was doing seemed like an act of revenge.
Before I could look into his eyes without him forcing me to, he cupped my throat with his other hand and pushed my chin up, tilting my head back to meet his eyes.
“Does your daddy know you go through his phone?” he asked, his voice darker than ever, making me shiver.
So he knows that it was me in those pictures.
I couldn’t help but grin, but it quickly vanished as he tightened his grip in my hair and around my neck, making me gasp for air.
God, he had no idea how much this was turning me on.
His body was pressed against mine with his knee between my legs and his thigh pressing against my wetness.
My skirt had ridden up, not covering much of my ass anymore, and this whole situation was getting steamier by just him staring back into my eyes.
“You thought I would just let it slip? Those damn pictures of you in that bra…God, Valley. Don’t you know you should’ve listened to me when I told you to not mess with me?” he asked, letting out a deep chuckle which made his chest vibrate.
I didn’t care what he was telling me to do or not to do.
This was exactly what I wanted, and although he must’ve been thinking he was teaching me a lesson, he was doing the exact opposite.
He was giving me exactly what I wanted.
His attention, and soon I’d have control over him the same way I had over all these other men.
Good thing was, he wasn’t denying he liked the pictures.
I tried to talk, but he was still pushing down on my airway, making it not only hard to speak but also to breathe.
I started to like this, having to hold my breath while he pulled my hair tightly.
He noticed I was trying to say something, but he didn’t let go at first.
Instead, he pushed his leg against my crotch, making me rub against his thigh.
Everything he was doing, thinking he was scaring me off, only made me want more.
Guess he wasn’t as smart as he thought he was.
“I hate doing this, but just like you, I’m not afraid of getting caught. You’re provoking me, and no matter your damn age, I won’t let those fucking pictures slip.”
If he hadn’t loosened his grip on my throat, I would’ve definitely turned purple. But the kind man Riggs was, he let me take a deep breath.
I took the opportunity to talk back, and with a smug grin on my face I said, “How often did you look at those pictures before coming here tonight?”
I was forced to my knees in an instant, his hand still gripping my hair tightly and his crotch close to my face.
“Too many fucking times for my own good,” he growled, his voice low so that my parents wouldn’t hear him.
The upstairs hallway was built in a half-circle, having to turn the corner after walking up the stairs to get to each bedroom, and since we were quite a bit hidden, I was sure my parents had no clue about what was going on upstairs.
I looked up at him, my eyes wide and filled with lust.
He was really making this easy on me, and for a short second I wondered if it was still fun the way he played his game.
He said he played differently, yet it seemed I was beating him at his own game.
“Listen to me, Valley,” he hissed, never taking his dark eyes off mine. “If this is really what you want, I’d advise you to stop messing around while your parents are around. Because if they find out you’ve been sending pictures to a man triple your age, there will be consequences.”
I knew that, but the thing was…what I