Winter Falls had been on the market for years. I always wanted to see inside, but the asking price was way out of anyone's range that lives around here.
“I did.” His hand comes down on my thigh, and I stop wiggling around. “Something wrong, Merry?” His fingers drift back and forth across my skin. Even through my clothes I can sense the heat of his touch. When I don’t answer, he presses his fingers into me firmly. The bite of pain only heightens my arousal.
“I have to go home,” I blurt out. This is going to end up going too far. I crave the discipline that I think he has in mind. But like all good things in my life, except for this town, it will come to an end. That’s the one thing about loving a place. It can’t leave you.
“You go where I tell you. End of discussion.” Sebastian rolls to a stop at the last light at the end of town.
“Grinchy. I can’t leave her for too long. She’ll get huffy. She’s very demanding. You should understand that.” I tilt my chin up, trying to get some of my footing back.
“You were home two hours ago. She’ll be fine.” He takes off, not giving me the option to debate him on this.
How does he know when I was home last? I hadn’t heard from him most of the day. Not that I cared. Nope, didn’t bother me in the least. I purse my lips to keep them shut but fail.
“How would you know? I haven't seen you all day.” I stare out the window and fold my arms over my chest, trying to hide my hurt. The pressure feels nice against my breasts that are heavier than normal at the moment. Sebastian's fingers flex against the inside of my thigh, reminding me he’s the one in control here.
“You’re mine to look after. I have the right to always know where you are.”
I jerk my head over to gape at him. He acts like he owns me or something. My sex clenches at that thought, and wetness starts to seep into my panties. There is definitely something wrong with me. As turned on as I’m getting, I’m also getting a bit angry too. I know it’s partly because I’m enjoying the idea of belonging to him.
I might know everyone in Reindeer Valley, but I’ve been by myself for a while. Since my parents both took off to Florida where they ended up joining some nudist colony. I think they’re swingers, not that I’m judging.
I know they love me in their own way; we just didn’t fit like a lot of other families did. They didn’t care for Reindeer Valley much, either. They said it was too small and quiet. It’s why they left the second I graduated high school. They were so desperate to get away from here that they gave me money to get my little apartment.
“You don’t own me. I make my own decisions. Maybe I don’t want to be looked after.” There, I told him.
“No lying. Not to me ever.”
I swear this man is driving me crazy. “This is ridiculous. You really look after all your employees this way?” My jealousy seeps through. That’s the real problem. If I stop lying to myself, I’d have to admit the idea of him doing this with other people isn’t one I care for.
“Only you, little one.”
“Really?” The one word slips past my lips.
“You’re special. You need my attention.”
My head nods on its own in agreement with him. “Special.” I lick my lips, loving the idea of being special to him. I don’t think I’ve been special to anyone else before. The idea is intoxicating. A neediness fills me.
“Okay.” I drop my arms from my chest and relax.
“Good girl,” he praises me, making my stomach flutter.
The rest of the drive is done in silence. I watch the snowflakes splatter against the windshield and hope they keep falling. I need something else to focus on rather than Sebastian's hand on the inside of my thigh. His fingers absently continue drifting back and forth against my skin. Each stroke causes goosebumps.
We pull up to the wooded estate and stop at the fence line.
“You should put a wreath on the gate,” I say when he hits the button, and the black metal gates swing open. “Some lights too. That would be so pretty.” Sebastian’s only response is to grunt at me, clearly not in agreement.
I try to hide my disappointment in him for not caring for my idea. It’s something I should be used to, but it’s different when it’s coming from him for some reason.
“I’ll get a damn wreath,” he mutters a beat later as he pulls up the long stone drive toward the house. The whole place is in shadow, hiding the beautiful home away.
“Maybe some Christmas lights too. It’s so dark up here.”
“I like the dark.” He rolls to a stop at the front door. The entry lights flicker on a moment before the double doors swing open, and a short, older man steps out.
“Is that a butler?” That’s so cool. “He’s cute.”
“Merry!” Sebastian snaps, jerking my attention back to him. I swallow when I see the hard look on his face.
I’m really going to get it now. I can’t wait.
11
Sebastian
I take her hand and quickly lead her past a confused Raymond.
“I didn’t mean like I think he’s, you know, attractive. I was just saying I think it’s cute that you—Oh!”
I pull her into my office, take a seat on the sofa in front of the fire, and drape her across my legs. “Shh.” I run my hand along her ass.
“What are you doing?” She tries to squirm out of my grip.
I press my palm between her shoulder blades, pinning her against me.
“Sebastian!” she squeaks as I yank her skirt out of the way and get a look at her panties with the candy canes on them.
I saw her pull them from her drawer this morning and slide them up her legs, covering the sight of her sweet little pussy. I’d come all over the floor right beside Rudolph’s hoof, but he didn’t judge me. How could he with half his nose missing?
“You need discipline, little Merry.” I grip her panties and yank them down, leaving them just above her knees.
“Hey!” She squirms, but she can’t hide the scent of her hot cunt or the arousal pulsing through her. It matches mine.
“You disobeyed me with Rudolph.” I rear back then bring my palm down in a hard slap.
She jolts, and my cock threatens to burst through my zipper. Fuck, just the power of having this little firecracker across my knees is overwhelming. A high like I’ve never experienced.
“Sebastian!” She gasps as I rear back again.
“You disobeyed me at the pageant.” Smack.
She whimpers, and I smile as her ass cheek starts to redden with the imprint of my hand. Seeing my mark on her delicate skin has possessiveness rising inside of me.
“You agreed to a date with that prick Spencer.” Smack.
Her cry is sharp at first then turns into a moan.
“And you think Raymond is cute?” Smack.
She wriggles, her thighs rubbing together as I knead her ass. “That’s not… I didn’t…” She’s breathless, her body humming along to my tune.
“I think the word you’re looking for is thank you.” I keep stroking her reddened ass. Fuck, I love the way her skin looks and feels. Warm to the touch and so goddamn soft. Running my fingers along the center, I spread her cheeks and peer down at her cute little asshole and the wetness of her pussy.