Passion by Jordan Silver

think
you’re doing?”
    I paid her no attention as I searched for something more suitable
for her to wear.
    I pulled out a pair of skinny jeans and a V necked sweater and
threw them on the bed.
    “Do you need help getting changed?”
    She flew at me, arms flailing and mouth swearing and threatening
until I caught her easily and clasped her to me with her hands held behind her
back.
    “Do us both a favor and behave, I don’t want to discipline you in
front of your father.”
    “You wouldn’t dare.”
    “Try
me.” I looked deeply into her eyes so she knew I wasn’t playing around with
her; the lieutenant might have a hard time with it but I wouldn’t, this way she’d
know that not even he could stand in the way of me having what I want.
    She stomped her feet like a
little girl and made me laugh which just infuriated her more, and when I
finally pulled her top over her head she was fuming.
    “Dad.....”She yelled out loud to her father.
    “I’m not getting involved you two handle it on your own.”
    There
was a definite smile in his voice that time.
    Needless to say I won that
battle even though I had to dress her myself, which was no hardship since it
allowed me to cop a feel. I teased her with my fingers and left her wanting,
that will be her punishment for this little rebellion.
    “Let’s go.”
    I pulled her down the stairs fuming, she didn’t even say bye to
her dad.
    “Bye Captain.”
    “Later, you kids have a nice day at school.”
    I had the feeling if we didn’t get out of there soon he would
burst into laughter, probably grateful someone was taking his mule headed
daughter in hand.
    I put her in the car and strapped her in; she folded her arms and
turned her head away to show me her indifference.
    I bit her jaw just because I could.
    “Stop pouting little lamb.”
    “Fuck off dick head.”
    Alrighty then.
    I laughed all the way to the other side of her car.

Chapter 17
     
    Josh
     
    Life was nice and quiet for
the next little while, or at least as quiet as it can be when dealing with a
hard headed female bent on making your life miserable for no reason.
    Every morning we went through the same routine, she would come
down stairs in an outfit, I would judge whether or not it was appropriate, drag
her back upstairs and rifle through her closet until she was decent.
    I’d already started shopping for her online, things I wanted to see
her in, some not fit for public consumption, for my eyes only, but most of it
was for school, from what I could see she had a lot of designer wear that was
fit for clubbing or going out on the town but not exactly what I would call
school appropriate, especially not for our little sleepy town.
    The
Captain was having a good old time at our expense, every morning he would clap
me on the back with a ‘good man Steele.” Much to his daughter’s annoyance and
take up a vantage point as if waiting for the show to begin.
    School was a whole new
battlefield, news of our hookup spread like wildfire and that just opened up
the flood gates. I had more unsolicited pussy being thrown at me it was a
wonder I didn’t cave, but I didn’t, I couldn’t. Truth is I wasn’t even tempted.
    It seemed that I started dressing her more conservatively and
everyone else’s skirts got shorter and their tops went lower. It was amusing to
say the least.
    My
girl was getting her fair share of attention too I noticed though the douches
had the good sense to stay the fuck away from what was mine, I’d already
dropped their overgrown leader, they knew who was king.
    “These bitches are trifling.”
    “Language.”
    I had been curtailing her language for a while now, it still made
her angry as hell when I did it, but the first time she had retaliated by
ignoring me and cursing even more I had turned her over my knee. in her bedroom
with the Captain downstairs.
    She hated being spanked; I wasn’t easy on her ass. Good thing I’d
already taught her the difference between a spanking for