Do It For Daddy

Chapter 2

"Yes Sir, I understand,"I said over my should to Mr.Donahue with a sickeningly sweet tone. Plastering an innocent smile onto my face. Stopping in the door way to his office more in than out

Since Mr.Briggs was busy Mr.Donahue who, might I add had a sweet spot for me anyone could tell, decided to lecture me. Which was nothing more than an 'try not to next time', sounding more like a don't get caught in my opinion.

Turning back around to face him I bit my lip and fluttered my eyelashes slightly then looked at the ground clasping my hands behind my back purposely to push my chest out.

I couldn't help, but notice how his gaze wandered over my body in concealed relish. I smirk at him before straightening back up. Moving away, I turn flicking my hair, swishing my hips out his office and away from the office.

The actual thoughts of my Principal bending me over his desk his hot breath blowing against my the back of my neck as he mercilessly pound my aching pussy mercilessly

slut my conscious demanded. I squeeze my eyes shut and my mouth into a bitter line. I know.

Continuing on my way. I lengthen my legs to cover more ground as I was still not to class yet. Luckily his class wasn't too far from the office.

Swinging the door open with force hastily. All heads looked to the door as I walked in, but one face stood out to me among the rest. It was him the suave handsome character that got me into this mess. He wore a cocky grin on his face, that just oozed confidence, arrogance ,and the same dominance that left me spellbound from the moment I lay eyes on him.

"Miss Clark very nice of you to finally join us," Mr.Foyer says my nuisance clear in his voice. I just mumble an apology and moved to sit. The class went on per usual, though I didn't fail to notice the eye burning right threw me. I was more than relieved when the bell rung.

The rest of the day was a daze, I only had a few classes with Him and each one I did the same feeling on being stared down overwhelmed my body. Though it wasn't till about a week or two after him arriving we official crossed paths.

--Time Skipp--

I rubbed the back of my neck signing in relief the school day was finally over. It seems my last period teacher Miss Lee had some how accumulated a new found bitterness towards me. Moving my hand down I began to fiddle with my necklace that read Princess engraved on a small silver circular piece of metal. I almost reluctantly began to recall the memories of how I came to posses this necklace.It was a gift from Jonathan; It was my birthday, I thought I was so in love then I was as he said so often his princess, but that was then.

It was selfish to keep wearing the necklace, but at moments I can't help but to miss wearing it. He and I was happy at least for a little while.

Snapping out of my thoughts as my name was called. A voice I never thought I'd here speaking to me.Carter. I had acquired his name by the many times hearing as our teacher called role. How appropriate it seems. At first a little shocked then I turned in the general direction of his practically unmistakable voice.

I turn my head my eyes slightly wide as I behold him casually leaned against his (car) his hair per usually indifferently but oh so alluringly resting across his forehead. A cigarette dangerously hanging from his mouth. I studied his face looking for a second to long, and I blushed when I realized I had been caught.

Smirking blew out a buff of smoke in my direction. I squinted at him dramatically letting out a single cough. He grinned at me a wide grin so that I could see all of his perfectly white teeth.

For the next few minutes was a stiff silence My eyes switch between him and the ground more times that I can count , but his eyes never left me not once. I was that one to finally break the silence

"I should get going-"I began to turn away

"Wait," he demanded. and I did. Waiting for him to speak again as he snuffed out his cigarette. "Take a walk with me," I didn't understand why I agreed to his request. It wasnt like I was scared, but maybe I was as sick as it sounded I liked to be scared.

After a little while we slowed arriving at a small park. Occupied with a wooden swing seat, merry go round. For the most part it was vacant, and looked run down and old.

He led me towards the back of the park where a cluster of thick trees were. He grabbed my hand when I stopped very tightly.

Guiding me behind one my heart beat started beating for rapidly. My eyes widened in fear

"W-what are you doing"

"Just relax sweet heart,"he said darkly almost seductively and in the same breath roughly pushed me against one of the trees. His breath fanning across my face.

He stared at me with an intensity that made my legs wobble and every part of me tingle.

"You're so pretty when you have that scared look on your face,"he said now very close to my face, and with that he pecked the side of my lips. I squeezed my eyes shut. Why me I thought why this sudden behavior from a guy I didn't even know.

I gasped when he began planting butterfly kisses up and down my neck. And when he stopped I bit my lip to hold back a whimper.

"Wow you really are a whore," he laughed. The very surprised look on his made him laugh louder it seemed.
"Dirty little girl kissing guys she just met"
But then he smirk. "Just the way I like them. And with that he walked away. Leaving me lost and mind going a mile a minute.

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Next chapter will make more sense