25. Chapter 23
FRANKIE
“ D addy!” Frankie yelled, rushing into his office but quickly stopped when several pairs of eyes turned to her. “Uhhh. Sorry. I’ll just…”
Frankie ran out of the door and down the hall. Where was she going to hide so they didn’t find her. How could she have done that? Why couldn’t she have walked inside like a normal person?
“Woah!” Rough hands wrapped around her shoulders.
Screaming, she yanked her body away and fell to the ground. Whimpering as pain radiated across her bottom, she scooched back from the person who was grabbing at her.
“It’s me, Trent. You’re okay,” he gently told her. “Let’s get you in the kitchen where you can relax. I’m going to help you up now.”
She blinked several times and saw Trent’s face right in front of hers.
“Sorry,” she whispered as they walked into the kitchen.
“You sit right there while I go get you some water,” he said calmly. “Then we are going to talk about you running in the club.”
Frankie clasped her hands in front of her and took several deep breaths, trying to slow her heart rate down. She wasn’t going to die. Everything was fine. She’d just yelled out Daddy to a group of people. Frankie hadn’t been in there long enough to see if she knew any of them in there.
Nope.
“Now, you slowly sip this and tell me why you were running and looking scared.” Trent sat in front of her.
She grabbed the pink sippy cup and looked at it. Was she comfortable drinking out of a sippy cup in front of him?
“Drink,” he commanded. “You need water.”
Sighing, she started to take a couple of sips of water before holding it in her lap.
“Why were you running?” Trent asked.
“Frankie!” Daddy yelled, and her eyes went wide.
“Daddy was in a meeting, and I didn’t know. I yelled his name out and bursted into the office,” she rushed out and looked around for a place to hide. “Hide me,” she begged.
“Take another sip of your water,” Trent instructed. “Your Daddy isn’t mad at you for doing that, you know that, right?”
“Frankie!” Daddy yelled once again. “Where are you?”
“Don’t you even think about it.” Trent pinned her with a look. “She’s in the kitchen!” he shouted back.
“Eeek! No!” Her eyes went wide as Daddy came into view.
It was like she was glued to her seat when he started to walk toward her. She needed to go hide until everyone had gone home and it was safe to come out.
“Frankie,” he quietly said and knelt in front of her. “Why did you run?”
“Why did I run?” she whispered back, looking at him like he was crazy.
“Yes, sweetheart. Why did you run after you came into the office?” he asked again.
She blinked several times, not knowing if he was playing some kind of sick joke on her. But as he just stared at her, she realized he was being genuine.
“There were people in there,” she whispered. “Everyone was looking at me, and I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know if you wanted everyone to know you were my Daddy.”
“Are. I am your Daddy. I will always be your Daddy.” He cupped her face. “I don’t care that you walked in and called me Daddy. It made me smile. I’m so proud of you. I want to show you off to everyone, shout to the whole world that you are mine.”
Frankie didn’t know what to say.
“I’m not ashamed to be your Daddy. So, next time don’t run, understand?” he asked.
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered.
“Now, everyone in my office is gone, so let’s go back there. Say thank you to Trent.” He lifted her into his arms.
“Thank you.” She waved as Daddy left the kitchen.
She stayed still in Daddy’s arms as he headed to his office, loving being carried. She could get used to this. Frankie never thought she would say that, but it was true. Daddy had changed something in her brain, and she could get used to a lot of things now.
Daddy locked the door after he shut the door behind him and gently placed her on the floor. “You’ve been a naughty girl, Frankie.”
“Wh-what?” she whispered and took a step back.
“Teasing Daddy every single day,” he stepped forward.
Teasing him?
“Bending down in front of me to grab something. Teasing me with that delicious ass of yours,” he growled. “That wasn’t very kind of you.”
Her mouth formed an O shape. In the moment, she knew what she had done, but she had completely forgotten about it. Frankie figured Daddy didn’t want her in that way, or didn’t want her in that way yet.
“Hands on my desk and stick your bottom out,” Daddy commanded.
“No—”
“Did I say you could talk?”
She shook her head.
“No, I did not. So unless it’s your safe word, I expect you to do what I told you.” He raised an eyebrow. “Hands on my desk and stick your bottom out.”
Frankie quickly turned around and walked over to his desk to follow his instructions. Was she really doing this? Were they really going to do this in his office?
Excitement ran through her as she waited for Noah to come over to her. The anticipation of doing this at work, where anyone could hear, did something to her… It turned her on and made her even more excited than she ever had been.
“Are you wet for me?” he whispered in her ear.
She nodded and clenched her thighs together. She desperately wanted Noah to take off her pants and underwear and have his way with her. She wanted to feel all the pleasure he could give her.
“Are you wet for me?” he asked again.
“Yes, Noah. I’m so wet for you.” There was so much need in her voice.
Noah slowly started to pull her pants and underwear down, teasing her with little nips of along her thighs.
“Please,” she whispered. “Please, Noah. I need you.”
“Soon, baby,” he replied. “Soon, you will be begging me to stop.”
Frankie wasn’t so sure about that. When was the last time she’d had sex with someone? It had been years, and she was ready for Noah to have his way with her. Desperately ready.
“Lift your left leg. Now your right. Good girl,” he purred. “Such a good girl for me.”
Her knees felt weak as he said those words, and if it weren’t for her death grip on the desk, she probably would have been a pile of goo on the floor.
“Please,” she whispered. “Please, Noah. I need you.”
“Spread those legs for me,” he commanded. “Spread them as wide as you can.”
She pushed her legs apart, feeling completely exposed but trusting Noah nonetheless. He knew what he was doing, or so she hoped.
“Such a pretty sight,” he commented. “All for me.”
Frankie started to close her legs, desperately needing the friction. A small slap to her thigh made her stop, though. The sting sent her just a little closer to her release.
That just showed how long it had been since she had any sort of pleasure. She was close to coming, and he hadn’t even touched her. It was just his words and a slight slap to the inner thigh.
She was a goner.
“I didn’t say you could close your legs. You naughty girl.”
Whimpering, she keeps her legs open. Frankie just wanted Noah to touch her, to give her the pleasure she has been wanting for a while.
“Noah,” she moaned again. “Please.”
“Soon.”
Her whole body flinched as cold air blew on her pussy.
“Wh-what?” She tried to look back at him to see what he was doing.
“Eyes forward,” Noah commanded.
Taking a deep breath in, Frankie turned her face so she was looking straight ahead. She could do this. She had to do this. It wouldn’t be long until Daddy was giving her so much pleasure. Frankie just had to wait a little while longer.
Noah’s fingers gently ran up her leg, sending shivers up her spine. If he was going to tease her like this all night long, she wasn’t going to like it.
“Noah,” she whined. “Please. I need?—”
“I know what you need. I’m going to slowly give it to you,” he teased.
Pushing her bottom lip out, she whimpered as he started to trail his fingers again. He really was going to torture her. She was going to be miserable if he was going to take this long.
“No-Noah,” she mewled as he finally reached her pussy. “Please.”
His fingers moved through her folds before he found her clit and slowly started to rub it back and forth. Sticking her bottom out further, she tried to change positions to get him to touch her more.
“Please,” she begged as pleasure coursed through her body. “Please.”
“Fuck it,” he growled and took his hand away.
Frankie turned her head to look at Noah. Was he leaving?
“Is.” She took a deep breath. “Is everything okay?” she whispered, feeling totally insecure. Was he going to leave her? Did he not want to do this anymore?
Noah looked at her in alarm. “Everything is not okay. I thought I was strong enough to wait to be inside of you, but I can’t. I need to feel you around me. I need to be inside of you. Now, look in front of you while I get undressed and give you the pleasure you are begging for.”
Frankie looked back, anticipation racing through her as she waited for Noah to get undressed. Was he really going to give her pleasure or was he playing some kind of cruel joke on her?
“Ready?” Noah asked. “You’re so nice and wet for me.”
“Yes, Noah. Please!” she begged again.
Noah slowly started to push his cock into her, the stretch burning a little.
“Breathe,” Noah reminded her.
Frankie took a deep breath in before slowly letting it out. It had been years since she last had sex, and she didn’t know how well this was going to go over.
“Such a good girl,” Noah praised her, his voice strained as he pushed himself further into her.
Her toes curled against the floor when he stopped moving. Full. Frankie felt so full with Noah inside of her.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yes, please move!” she begged, trying to pull her body forward a smidge.
“I didn’t say you could move.” He slapped her bottom. “Stay still.”
Frankie clenched her jaw as she stood like a statue with Noah inside of her, killing her.
“Please, move. I need to see you move.” Her voice was higher than normal.
Noah slowly pulled out, making Frankie take a deep breath. But that was short-lived as he rammed back into her.
“Noah!” she yelled, not caring if anyone could hear them.
He continued to thrust in and out of her. Fireworks were coursing through her body with each drive of his cock, building the pleasure inside of her. Frankie didn’t know how long she was going to last.
“I don’t,” she moaned as he fingers found her clit.
“Come whenever you want,” Noah encouraged her. “It’s been a while for me, so I’m like a high schooler coming for the first time.”
Frankie would have giggled at what Daddy had said if it wasn’t for the intense pleasure rushing through her body. Noah continued to thrust in and out of her as he rubbed her clit, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.
“Pl-please,” she moaned.
“I’ve got you,” Noah replied, applying more pressure to her clit. “Come for me!”
Noah pinched her clit right as he rammed back into her, sending Frankie over the edge and into complete bliss. Screaming out, she gripped his desk even tighter as she came undone around him.
“Shit,” Noah grunted before yelling out soon after, enjoying his own release.
Frankie leaned her face on Noah’s desk, taking in deep breaths to try and calm herself down.
“Such a good girl for me,” he whispered, slowly pulling out of her.
Whimpering at being empty, Daddy wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him.
“You’re okay,” he gently said. “Let’s get you cleaned up and go home.”