The Model And The Don

Chapter 22😏

Karlie has spent a lot of time working on this show for her friend and it's made me realize that the only person she spends time with is Journey or me.

Karlie groans, shoving her face into her hands. Normally, I'd try to help her out but she's already snapped at me a few times and everything seems to irritate her just by getting in her way or talking to her.

"In case you don't know, the show is tonight and if you can't get this right, don't bother showing up!" She shouts before storming towards me. She almost walks past me but I grab her arm and pull her to my lap.

"You need to calm down." I tell her, sternly as she tries to wiggle out of my grip.

"I am calm." She grits.

I sigh before standing while placing her on my shoulders. If she wants to act like a damn brat, she's going to be treated like one.

"Put me down, you caveman!" She groans, letting her body fling with any movement.

Zorror tries to follow but I shut the door to the dressing room before he can come in, causing him to growl slightly.

I sit on a couch before placing her over my lap with her heart shaped ass pushed into the air. I pull her skirt over her ass, allowing me to do whatever I please to do with it.

"You give me car sickness." She groans, pushing on my thigh to sit up but all I do is push her back down.

"What did I tell you?" I ask, refraining from grinding my teeth together.

She huffs, giving up on the fight she was trying before she just hangs loosely off of my knees with her hands on the ground.

I raise my hand before bringing it down on her ass, getting a yelp and her body jumping in return. I rub my hand over the reddening area.

"Why did you do that?" She gasps.

"What did I tell you?" I smack her ass, watching in awe as it recoils back.

"Calm down." She sighs, looking at me.

"This stress isn't good for you. Next time, you let me help instead of snapping at me when all I'm trying to do is help." I say, sternly as my hand falls into her ass again. My mouth waters as my pink handprint is already prominently on her ass.

She cries out again as her nails press into my thighs. I'm going to have to spank her more because I think, my little girl enjoys this much more than she's leading on.

"Do you understand?" I ask, letting my hand fall again.

"Yes!" She nearly shouts.

"Yes, what?" I spank her once more, making this one harder since it's her last.

"Yes, daddy." She whimpers as I pull her up, making her straddle my lap as my hands rub her sore bottom.

"I just want to help you but I can't if you won't let me." I tell her as she rocks her hips against the hardness in my pants.

She nods, wrapping her arms around my neck as she pulls herself closer to my body while rubbing her self on me. I can already feel the wet spot forming on my slacks.

"You're such a good girl, taking daddy's punishment like a good little girl." I praise, bringing my lips to hers momentarily before kissing down her neck.

She moans softly as her hand tightens her grip in my hair. It's almost painful with how hard she's pressing herself against me.

"You want to cum, my love?" I ask, moving my face so that she'd see it.

"Yes, daddy." She moans, tossing her head back as I grab her hips to help.

"Go on, baby. Cum for daddy."

All she needed was my approval before she bucked her hips once more, wrapping her body against mine as she breathes heavily against my neck.

I brush my fingers through her hair and rub her back as she calms down from her high. It's only then, I hear the scratching at the door.

"My dog." She mumbles.
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"Help?"

  I smile slightly before walking behind her. All of this hard work will be payed off as soon as this is over with. Her stress will lessen, her time will be free, she'll get the rest she needs.

My fingers brush up her spine as I pull the zipper. The form fitting white jumpsuit hugs her curves perfectly, a gold belt wraps around her waist, sheer white fabric hangs onto the holster straps and falls down her back.

She takes a shuddered breath as a shiver runs throughout her body. I couldn't help but smile at her reaction.

"This bitch." She curses before stepping away from me, she crosses her arms as she faces me. I stay silent and furrow my eyebrows in silent question.

"You can't turn me on when I'm about to do something important." She glares, making me chuckle slightly.

She huffs before shouldering pass me.

I couldn't help but smile a little before wiping my face and tucking my hands into my pockets, walking to the crowd.

I sit in front of the catwalk so that I can see Karlie better because she's my favorite model but this time, I see Kane and Logan sitting in the empty chairs.

I keep my face clean when I see them before taking a seat beside them. They don't come to this, mostly because I promised them that if I ever saw them at one of her shows, I'd kill them.

"Why are you here?" I mumble, letting my eyes bounce around the place.

"Logan heard some things." Kane replies in a whisper.

I almost ask but the lights dim and Karlie walks out, making me give all of my attention to her. I love seeing her on the stage with the lights bouncing off of her, she looks like a fucking angel.

"Normally, I don't make the speeches so bare with me." She laughs slightly, making everyone else chuckle along.

"My dear friend has worked so hard on making her dreams happen and I for one, think that she will for sure get some deals after this. But," her voice echoes throughout the silent room, "say one negative thing and I will find you." She makes the people laugh but she means it.

"Enjoy the show."

She walks off.

I zone out most of the show, like I do with all of the shows until Karlie comes back on. I don't want to see anyone else besides Karlie because she's the only one that can grasp my eyes and keep them.

Soon enough, Karlie comes back on. Strutting down the catwalk until she stops at the end and turns to her friend who walks to her side, letting everyone clap in approval of the show.

Karlie has the most beautiful smile on her face as she hugs her friends and it's almost like everything pauses.