Chapter 2
I spied another glance at my girl as we turned into her driveway with the dogs as we approached her house.
She seemed a little more at ease but not much as we walked.
I hated to see her stressed in any way, especially around her favorite time of year.
I also missed her terribly when we were apart.
We occasionally stayed at each other’s houses but it wasn’t enough.
I wanted to be the last person she saw before she fell asleep and the first one when she awoke.
Though we hadn’t been dating long, we had been in each other’s lives for a while. She meant the absolute world to me. I watched her blossom from someone who had trouble voicing her wants, needs, and desires to the wild vixen who had bitten my neck on the couch earlier.
We removed our boots at the front door and Kelsey gave me a funny look. She said nothing as she shook the snow off her scarf and coat before hanging it up.
“Are you still feeling frisky, sweetheart?”
“Around you!? You’re joking. Seriously, Nathan? I might as well have it tattooed in a heart on my bicep. In fact, I could get frisky on one arm and sassy on the other.”
She seldom referred to me as anything other than our agreed titles and it wasn’t the first time today. We didn’t have a rule about it but I made a mental note. “Then Daddy will bring you to get his handprint tattooed on your perky butt with the word ‘brat’ across it.”
“No way! I bet you’d try to see if you could make the handprint red every night. I’m not falling for it.”
“You foiled my plan.” I scooped her up into my arms bridal style. She wasn’t used to being handled in such a way and squeaked out a protest.
“Please, please turn my brain off for a little while, Sir?”
“Yes, babygirl. That’s exactly what I’m doing.”
Carrying her into the bedroom, I kicked the door shut behind me.
Yes, we were alone but we had two curious furry friends who could interrupt us.
I wasted no time in stripping her down to her bra and panties.
Kelsey climbed onto her bed and gave me her best come-hither stare.
I let her appreciate the cut of my muscles, knowing how much the small flex turned her on.
Nothing made her wetter than knowing I could absolutely toss her around the mattress like a ragdoll and put her into any position I wanted.
Licking her lips, she stared at me. Removing my belt with one hand, I set it on her dresser.
“Can you please go faster, Sir?”
“I’m hearing you’d like me to take my time, babygirl. Is that correct?” I unbuttoned my jeans, tugging them down over my ass with excruciating slowness.
“Daddy,” she whined.
I pushed my pants to my thighs, letting her see a few flashes of skin at a time.
“I need you inside of me. Right now. Please?”
She rocked her hips as I stared at the gorgeous curves of her body. As much as I wanted to continue to tease her, she never made any sort of demand previously. Removing my jeans, I set them next to my belt.
“I’m going to give you everything you need, Kels. Do I ever make promises I can’t keep?”
“No, Sir.”
I continued undressing until she had more clothes on than me. I quickly remedied the situation and pinned her to the bed with both of her hands under one of mine. Kissing her like she was the very air I needed to breathe, I growled into her mouth.
“Yes, Sir,” she cooed. “Yes, please, keep doing that.”
“Patience, sweetheart,” I groaned though the anticipation was killing me.
Parting her legs with the heel of my free hand I quickly saw my plan would not work.
For some reason I’d believed I could reach her clit with my mouth but as tall as I was, I did not have the leverage.
Spying an errant scarf on her nightstand, I wrapped it around her wrists and looped it to the headboard.
There was something hilarious about my gorgeous girl tied to her bed with a bright red scarf dotted with funny penguins on ice skates.
Kelsey tugged at her wrists while I grinned.
“Struggle all you want. I’m not going to stop pleasuring you until you’ve had multiple orgasms and your voice is hoarse from screaming my name.” I licked a long line down her body and teased her clit with my mouth. Her feet drummed in the empty air.
“Sir!” She yanked at the scarf.
The knot wasn’t very secure; it still held her to the point where she could not free her hands.
I shifted in between her legs so I could use my mouth and fingers to my advantage as I went down on her.
Kelsey bucked and squeezed her thighs closed.
If she thought that would deter me, especially since I was determined to make her come, she was sorely mistaken.
I slapped my palm against her mound. It was not typically a place I targeted. She immediately spread her legs.
“Good girl,” I purred. “Don’t move unless I tell you to.”
“Please fill me up, Sir? I really need you,” she begged.
I slid two fingers inside her wet pussy while mouthing her tiny pleasure nub. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she came. Satisfied with the intensity of her orgasm, I straddled her body. Leaning into her, I kissed her cheek. “Do you want me to be gentle or rough, sweetheart?”
“Rough,” she said in a low tone, her voice thick with emotion. “Please, Sir?”
“Rough,” I repeated. “Just the way I like it.”