All Chapters of Scream For Me: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

SHOW ME WHAT’S MINEJAMIE“What the hell is going on with you, Jamie?” my dad yells, his face growing redder with each passing second. I briefly think about giving him attitude, but I've never seen him this angry, and I'm actually worried he might have a heart attack, so I shrug my shoulders and try to make myself smaller. The cans of spray paint are screaming my guilt no matter how innocent I try to make myself look. “You ruined our neighbor’s garage door with your graffiti,” he screams at me. “How the hell am I supposed to face him tomorrow?”At the mention of Mr. Foster, I jerk my head up in anger. “That fucker deserved it,” I yell before I can stop myself. My dad looks at me like I've smacked him. “I don't know what has gotten into you.” His once broad shoulders sag with the weight of all the stress I've put him through. Ever since my mom died, I've kind of been a handful. My last year of high school was a nightmare for the both of us, and things haven't gotten any better since

He walks out onto the back deck with Sadie close at his heels. I watch him as I chop carrots. There’s something so damn calming about him. His movements are unhurried but confident, and if he wasn’t so intimidatingly good looking, I’d feel perfectly at peace around him, like I was completely protected and nothing ever needed to be worried about.“Fuck!” I shout when I’m too busy staring at his ass to notice I’m slicing into my finger instead of the carrot.Hank’s head jerks up, and he’s by my side in seconds, lifting up my finger so he can look at the damage. I see blood and quickly close my eyes.“Just relax,” he says in that calming voice that I can easily imagine him using on his horses. He gently examines my finger, the feel of his touch sending a shiver of excitement down my spine to settle right around my clit, causing it to swell and throb even more. God, I should’ve taken the time to rub one out while I was in the bathroom. “It’s just a nick. Stay here, I’ll get the first-aid

I head to the bathroom, and when I’m dressed and ready to go, I stop outside Jamie’s door and give a soft knock. There’s nothing but silence on the other side. I think about just letting her sleep in, but damn it, that’s not why she’s here. She’s supposed to be working, earning her keep, and learning some life lessons along the way. I cringe at how much that sounds like one of those lousy after-school specials I had to watch as a kid.When there’s no response after I knock again, I gently open the door and immediately wish I hadn’t. She’s kicked off the covers and is sprawled over the bed. She must sleep like a damn wild woman, and I immediately wonder if she fucks like one too. The pink panties she fell asleep in have ridden up her crack, revealing a creamy, round ass cheek that I very much want to smack and then bite and then cum all over. Her slender waist and lower back is exposed, and her tiny tank top has ridden up so high on one side that I’m getting an eyeful of underboob. My

JAMIEI stare at Hank’s retreating back and keep waiting for him to turn around and tell me this has all been a horrible joke and that he is actually going to fuck me and make me his woman. When the seconds tick by and he still doesn’t show, I let out an angry huff and fall back onto the bed.God, I can’t believe that just happened. When I’d woken up to see him standing at the end of my bed, I’d thought I was just having another fantasy about him, but that was so much better than anything I could possibly dream up. Just the thought of how good his mouth felt on my pussy has me rubbing my thighs together in need. If he thinks he can blow me off this easily, he’s got another thing coming.Pushing myself off the bed, I go to my suitcase that I still haven’t unpacked and pull out the pink summer dress I’d packed and the pair of cowboy boots my dad had bought me as an I’m sorry I’m sending you away for the summer present. I don’t bother with panties or a bra. Let’s see how long Hank can re

The next spank is in the exact same spot, and I let out a cry at the sharp blast of pain. “Five,” I sob, my thighs shaking and my ass stinging like a motherfucker.He carefully pulls my dress over my head and hangs it over the stall, brushing my hair aside and running his calloused fingers across my tearstreaked cheek. “My sweet baby,” he murmurs in my ear, wrapping his free arm under me and cupping one of my tits in his big hand. I let out a small moan when he slides his soaked fingers to my clit and starts to rub me in tight, fast circles while pinching my nipple.“Hank,” I whimper, not sure my body can take all these powerful sensations.“I’m right here, baby. I’ve got you.”He gives my earlobe a suck before kissing his way to the crook of my neck. When I start to cum, he gives me a gentle bite and pinches my nipple so hard my eyes roll back in my head as everything goes dark. Pleasure and pain race through me, making it impossible to do anything except feel what he’s giving me. By