Chapter 56
“I’ve been single since then,” I say, squeezing Dani’s hand. “There have been a couple one-night stands since the breakup, but I hadn’t had sex in months before I met you.”
“Mmm. I don’t believe you. You don’t look like that and not get laid.”
“What does that even mean?” I ask, chuckling.
“You put all this work into your body and don’t want to show it off?”
“You’re seeing a much more confident version of me. People who have known me forever would describe me as nerdy and gangly. This look is … new.”
“I love a rebrand.” She winks. “But seriously, your prime is working for you.” She leans toward me, her eyes signaling sex. “I love how strong you are.” She squeezes my arm, then my thigh. “Do you think the table will break if you fuck me on it?”
I nearly choke on my drink.
“My girlfriend,” I growl, enjoying that she has ideas like that. “What makes you want to fuck me after hearing about my last relationship?”
“How emotionally mature you are,” she says, sliding her top off. I relax into the chair, taking her body in.
She stands and slowly stalks over to me. “You recognize your role, where you could improve …” Swiftly pulling my shirt off and sitting on my lap, she continues, “Setting boundaries with your parents. That’s sexy.”
I sigh at her appreciation and cup her face. “You’re so special,” I whisper, kissing her deeply. She reacts, ready for more. I pull away, asking, “What character do you want to play tonight?”
“I want to show Daddy something.” She smirks.
Fuck. I love how sexually confident she is. Holding a deep stare, I push her brown hair behind her shoulders and take in her perfect, hungry hazel eyes for a moment. “What’s that, baby?”
“Go sit on the couch. I’ll be right back.” She skips back to our room. What is she up to? “Put on some sexy music,” she yells from my bedroom.
She’s rather commanding for someone asking me to play Daddy. I chuckle, shaking my head, then yell back, “Alexa, play ‘Does She Like It Rough?’”
Her cute giggle echoes from the other room. I gather our wineglasses, taking them to the couch. Shirtless and turned on, I wonder what her surprise is as I relax.
“Does Daddy like this?”
She emerges in a leather bikini-like outfit with an attached neck collar and harness.
“Yes,” I grumble. Yes, I fucking do. “When did you get that?”
“The other day, after I saw how much you loved the harness in your office.”
“How tall are those heels?”
“Five inches.” She smiles, swaying to the beat.
Widening my legs to accommodate how much my body has reacted, I adjust myself on the couch. “Dance for me,” I command.
Dani straddles me, and I slowly run my fingers down her back as she begins to grind to the slow rhythm of the music.
She dips her head back as the beat drops, and I kiss her chest. How did I get so lucky?
She brings her head back up, making eye contact with me.
Running her index finger along my lips, copying what I like to do to her, I lick them, and she smirks.
Beyond hard at this lap dance, I thrust into her, showing her how much I like this.
“G,” she breathes, then kisses my neck.
Sinking my hands onto her ass, I control the circular movements over my sweatpants, barely holding me in.
“My girlfriend is so sexy,” I whisper, running my fingers under the leather on her hips. “Are you following the rules?” She squints, and I ask, “Who was the last person to make you come?”
“You.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“So, you left my office turned on and didn’t do anything about it?”
“I bought this.”
“Good girl.” Pulling her by the collar, I kiss her and remind her, “I’m the only one who makes you come. Don’t forget that.”
She giggles. Fuck, I love that.
“Sit on Daddy’s face.” Her eyes panic for a brief moment. “Sit on my face, baby,” I repeat, adjusting us on the couch, so I can lie back on the cushion. She’s nervous. I’m surprised. “Have you done this before?” I ask, running my hands along her legs.
“No.”
An untamable smirk takes over my face. “Perfect.” Grabbing the harness, I pull her toward my face, and she crawls. Moving the leather of her bottoms to the side, I give her a long, slow lick. First guy to make her squirt. First one to eat her like this. I wonder what other firsts there will be.
Controlling her hips, I pull them back and forth, riding my face to the beat of the song. I’m addicted to her taste.
“Shit,” she pants.
Making her quake and convulse is my favorite hobby. Swirling my tongue on her clit, I grow harder, anticipating her first orgasm. I pull her ass down, and she releases the tension in her thighs.
“Fuck,” she moans, arching her back as I circle my tongue on her clit.
She’s so close. I slide my hand up her stomach and chest to her neck and squeeze.
Her breathing is right on the edge, and I tighten my grip around her neck.
My tongue flicks around her opening before I put more pressure on her clit.
“So close,” she barely makes out.
Dani grinds into me, signaling she likes me sucking her clit, and I keep going.
“Oh my God,” she cries, convulsing on my face. “That was so good.”
Shimmying down my body, she collapses on my chest. Playing with her hair, I feel her elevated heart rate begin to lower.
“Don’t think I forgot about the office,” I whisper.
“Hmm?” she barely makes out.
“You have overdue spankings.”