Chapter 16 #2
When the euphoria subsides, I slump against him, burying my face in the crook of his neck. I can’t catch my breath, and I’m too embarrassed to look at him. The bold version of me who begged him to pinch harder and twist my nipples has fled. She’s left me feeling uneasy and self-conscious.
Cannon runs his hands through my hair and kisses the side of my head. “Fuck, Eloise. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced. You’re the sexiest creature on Earth.”
I am? I’ve never thought of myself as sexy. I know I’m pretty. It’s written on everyone’s face. But sexy? That’s different.
“Feel free to grind your hot little pussy against my cock anytime you want, angel.”
My face heats. He hasn’t in any way insinuated there was anything odd about my behavior or my reactions. In fact, he seems very pleased. Maybe I have no reason to be embarrassed at all.
“Look at me, Little one.” He gives my hair a slight tug.
I finally lift my face to meet his gaze.
“You okay?” He searches my face.
“I think so,” I mumble. His hard cock is still lodged against me. He didn’t get the release I got. “Don’t you need to… I mean, I think traditionally it’s customary for the man to put his cock inside the woman so he can come, too,” I say in a voice I don’t recognize.
He chuckles. “Sassy girl.”
I lift a brow, finding my spine again.
“So bold and inquisitive. I love that about you. But to be clear, you will come far more times a day than I will, Little one. I could probably come often at first because you make me that fucking horny. But in the long run, I’ll never be able to keep up with you, orgasm for orgasm.
Plus, it will give me pleasure making you come all over the apartment when you least expect it. ”
My face heats yet again. He can’t be serious. But he is. He’s smiling, but he’s not laughing.
I find myself glancing around before realizing my mind has wandered at his words.
Cannon laughs. “Already plotting where I might spread you open so I can suck your clit?”
I gasp and jerk my gaze back to his. He just…read my mind.
“Eloise, your expressions are the best. Yes, you’re going to scream the first time my beard rubs against your pussy.”
A new wave of wetness accompanies some sort of aftershock at his words.
Cannon’s phone vibrates from behind him. I think it’s on the kitchen table. He pats my hips and lifts me up to stand me on my feet.
I’m still naked from the waist up, and he leans forward to plant reverent kisses on my nipples before lifting his gaze. “I need to touch base with my team. Why don’t you go clean up and change your panties and leggings, Little one?”
Still feeling frisky, I lean forward and set my hands on his shoulders, thrusting my breasts toward him. “Surely that’s a Daddy type of job. How could I possibly be trusted to clean my pussy and put my panties on facing the right direction?”
I hold my breath. My words are so bold.
Cannon seems rather surprised, too, but he recovers fast, groaning.
“What a naughty girl. I’ve created a monster.
A Little monster. Trust me, angel, in the future I’d love nothing more than to dress you myself.
I’m capable of being a very hands-on, dominant Daddy if that’s what you need.
But for today, you’d better change alone.
If I spread your legs to wash your pussy, I don’t think I could stop myself from breaking all the rules. ”
I’m still vibrating from the orgasm. “What rules are those?” I bat my eyes at him as my sassy voice takes me by surprise.
He groans. “The rules I made for myself not to take my cock out today.”
I push out my bottom lip and whine. “But you’re the one who makes the rules. You could change them.”
“And you’re going to find out how naughty Little girls get disciplined in about ten seconds if you don’t obey me and go put clean clothes on.” He raises a brow.
I’m tempted to keep pushing his buttons. Based on what I know about him, he’s never going to get angry with me. This Daddy thing is like a game. It’s a give and take. I push, he pushes back. I misbehave, he punishes me. His anger will never be real. It will always be a playful performance.
But I do think I’ve had about all the heat I can take for right now. My legs are wobbly. I’d probably collapse if he put me in a timeout. I need to walk away and collect myself. “Okay,” I say, still faking a whine.
He turns me around and pats my butt. “Good girl. Go. Take your dress with you. I’ll make some calls. Why don’t you read Moby Dick for a bit?”
Read? I don’t think I’m in a state of mind to read, but I finally obey him, grabbing my dress from the floor before nearly skipping out of the room.
An hour ago, I didn’t know what it meant to be Little.
Now I’m jumping into the deep end without a second thought.
I don’t close my bedroom door when I enter.
I grab a clean outfit from the drawer and head for the bathroom.
After stripping off my leggings and panties, I stare at my reflection in the full-length mirror on the back of the door.
I don’t even recognize myself. It’s been a long time since I looked at my body. I’m definitely too skinny, but I’m very much a woman. Except maybe for the pink bows on top of my head. But I like them.
I use the toilet and then find a washcloth and clean my folds. I’m tender from grinding my pussy, so I wince a few times. But it was totally worth it. I’m grinning. I just had my first orgasm. Total bliss is consuming me.
If someone had told me at any point in my miserable life that I’d be in a position like this, I would have laughed at them. Yet here I am, staying in a man’s house. A man who doesn’t want me for anything nefarious. He’s just kind, and he wants me for me.
I put on clean panties, lavender leggings, and an oversized lavender T-shirt. I giggle when I look down and see it says good girl in rhinestones on the front.
Cannon says June wears similar clothes. I can’t wait to meet her. I like her already.
I can hear Cannon on the phone somewhere in the apartment. I’m exhausted, so I shuffle over to the mattress, curl up on my side, hug the soft doll to my chest, and quickly fall asleep.