Chapter 6
6
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W e're spending time together but I want more.
The next couple of weeks pass in a blur. I have my other classes to teach, and I get through them just fine, as I usually do. But every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, my little one tortures me by sitting in the front row while she’s in my class, listening to me lecture, but looking so sexy and beautiful without even trying. The hour that I can’t touch her is maddening and always ends with her slipping into my office to be fucked on my desk. It’s hard and fast, but I’ll take it until the evenings when she comes to my place and we can be alone.
I can’t get enough of her. She’s inched her way inside my heart and my life, making me feel things I didn’t think I could anymore. I’ve been guarded around women ever since my relationship ended with Sarah, but that didn’t mean I stopped believing that love exists. I’ve just been careful not to get too close to anyone. I didn’t want to feel that kind of betrayal again, so I've kept myself closed off, only satisfying my sexual needs at Club Sin. Just temporary partners with no commitment. And certainly never allowing anyone into my home. My private sanctuary. My safe space.
But Madison is exceptional. And I want her with me all the time.
I tried to keep her at arm’s length, but it didn’t even last a week with my poor attempt to resist her charms. What sane man could? And there was no way I could keep it purely sexual like I have with other play partners. My little one deserves so much more than that, and I’m honored to be the man to give it to her. I’ll give her anything she wants. I’m her Daddy now. I finally get to fulfill that role for a woman who deems me truly worthy, and I promise to never fuck it up. I care about her too much, and I can’t stop myself from falling in love with her .
That said, things are complicated and the stakes are high. Not only is she my student, which means I could be fired from the job I love. But her father holds an important, highly visible position in our town with enough political support to run for governor next year. Her family can’t afford the type of scandal and bad press our relationship would create. But there’s no way in hell I’m ever letting her go—risks be damned. Just means we have to be extra careful and keep our relationship quiet for now. At the same time, I refuse to keep her hidden away forever. As her Daddy, I owe her so much more than that.
The weekend is here, and I’ve decided to surprise her and take her away. We won’t go far, but I know of a small town that’s two hours away, where we can be out in public together without worrying about being seen.
“I love this place,” she exclaims as I slowly drive us down Main Street.
It’s a quiet mountain town full of quaint boutiques and trendy restaurants. The peaks of the ridgeline of trees appear a deep purple as the sun sets, and Madison is soaking up everything she sees with her pert little nose almost pressed against the glass and a huge smile on her pretty face. I take in her reflection in the passenger window and chuckle, noting the strange sensation in my chest. I can’t remember the last time I’ve felt so… light and free.
Happy. I feel happy .
I’ve always been an intense person, and some people might even call me broody or morose. But ever since I met Madison, I find myself smiling and laughing more. She makes my soul lighter, and I like how being with her feels.
“Ooh, can we eat there?” she asks, pointing at an interesting building that looks like an old movie theater.
I narrow my gaze as we drive past. “Are you sure that’s a restaurant?”
Madison nods her head with excitement. “I just saw a couple come out with a to-go box. They looked like they were dressed for a date.” She sits up in her seat and rubs her palms together. “Maybe it’s like one of those dinner-and-a-movie places!”
I’ve heard of restaurants like that, though I’ve never seen one. But whatever my little one wants, my little one gets. So I find an open space on the street and park my car along the curb.
I walk around the front to open Madison’s door, pleased that she stays inside to wait for me. The few times I’ve driven her anywhere, she’s jumped out of the car before I could get to her. I admonished her at first, but old habits die hard. It only took denying her orgasms for one night, and she quickly learned to wait for Daddy to help her out of the vehicle like a princess deserves.
As we approach the building, I spot a sign declaring that this place used to be a theater in the 1930s. It was fully renovated ten years ago—turned into a unique restaurant that shows old Hollywood movies while you enjoy your meal. Seems a little cheesy to me, but I can tell Madison is intrigued, and I want her to have a good time.
The moment we step inside, I can’t help but admire the original architecture. The high ceilings and art déco design are accented with crystal chandeliers and burgundy velvet banquette tables. Beautifully framed movie posters line the walls, and you can hear the faint melody of jazz music playing in the background.
“Wow, this place is amazing,” Madison remarks, taking in her surroundings with wide-eyed joy that makes my heart lurch in my chest.
After we’re seated, we peruse the menu, and I glance up to find that she’s nibbling her bottom lip as her fingers twist the corner of her napkin.
I cover her hand with mine. “What is it, baby?”
Madison shakes her head. “It’s nothing. I just don’t know what to get.” She rolls her eyes at herself and I don’t like it. “It’s silly. Why do I always have the hardest time picking something to eat?” Then she mutters, “That is, when I remember to eat.”
I could chastise her for not taking better care of herself, but she’s new to being submissive. It’s important that I teach her the rules first and show her that I’m here to care for her, not just deliver punishments.
“You like pasta, little one. Why don’t you order that?”
I’ve been paying attention to her likes and dislikes. We spend a lot of time at my home, and I’ve cooked for her several times in addition to us ordering in. But this is our first time at a restaurant together, and it feels like our first real date too. I want her to enjoy herself and not feel self-conscious or worry about anything.
Madison’s hand twitches beneath mine. “I do, but…”
I close my menu and give her my full attention. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
“I don’t need any more carbs. I need to be on a diet.” Her words sound almost robotic, as if she’s repeating a memorized phrase.
I straighten in my seat as my body tenses. This isn’t the first time that I’ve heard her say some bullshit like this, but it needs to be the last. I love her body just the way it is. Her curves are the reason I walk around with a hard cock most of the time, and the sight of her naked is a fucking vision. I want to know who put this shit in her head, because it needs to stop. Now .
I consider my response carefully. “So how was lunch with your mother yesterday? You haven’t said much about it.”
Madison’s shoulders slump, and I feel a surge of anger toward someone I haven’t even met. If her mother said something to make her feel bad about herself, the woman’s my new enemy. And that’s going to make a relationship with my little one that much harder.
“It was fine,” she answers, but her barely perceptible response tells me otherwise.
“You’ve not told me much about her. You’ve not told me much about either of your parents, save what I can read in the papers or online.”
Madison exhales a long breath. “I know. It’s just… I’m not really close with them. Well, I’m not close to my father,” she corrects. “All he ever talks about is work and the city and his big plans . Nothing matters more to him than his position as mayor. I can’t imagine how big his head will get if he becomes governor.”
I listen patiently and encourage her to continue. “Go on.”
“I don’t think he’s ever cared much for me, not more than he’s had to. I think he only had me to create a family image. People are more willing to vote for a man with a wife and child. But he made sure I stayed out of his way and didn’t interfere with his career. I’m constantly warned not to embarrass him or my mother. He worries that I’ll cause some kind of problem for his upcoming campaign, as if I’ve ever caused him an ounce of trouble in my entire life.”
I frown, simmering with barely contained anger. “That doesn’t seem very fair.”
Madison laughs, but it’s not the lighthearted sound I’m used to hearing. No, this one is bitter, and I hate that it’s coming from my sweet girl. “Fair doesn’t really matter to my parents. Just appearances.”
“What about your mom? What does she say about all of this?” I have my suspicions, and they’re not too different from the life I had growing up. But I want to hear it from Madison and not make assumptions.
“My mother is my biggest critic. She wants me to marry well someday, so she’s constantly encouraging me to improve myself. It’s important for me to be sophisticated and elegant at all times. Curly hair is unkempt and unprofessional, so I should keep it straightened. You can forget those swimming parties in the summer, because I was only allowed to lounge by the pool. Never permitted to actually swim with my friends.” Her face contorts with a sad expression. “Oh, and a lady should watch her figure. No one likes fat girls.”
My hands tighten into fists, and my vision goes red. How dare this woman criticize my girl so harshly! Madison is sweet and loving and kind. She’s a goddess, and I’m damn lucky to worship at her feet. To hell with what her mother thinks.
“If I could erase every word she’s said, I would,” I declare firmly. “And I know you can’t simply forget what she or anyone else has said or how they’ve hurt you. But I love how gorgeous you are and every inch of your sexy, curvy body. She’s wrong and I’m gonna tell you how perfect you are every day for the rest of my life until I drown out everyone else’s words.”
Madison gives me a watery smile, but says nothing so I go on.
“I’m your Daddy, and you’re all mine now. You only listen to my voice and what I tell you. And I’m telling you there is no woman sexier or more beautiful than you are. And there never will be. Not for me. Not now, not ever.” I hate that her mother’s opinion has stripped her confidence away, and I’ll do everything I can to fix it.
“Thank you. Maybe one day I’ll believe all that.”
I cradle her face between my hands. “I’ll make sure of it. I promise.” Then I kiss her deeply until her body relaxes.
Our server approaches the table, setting down two goblets of water. “I’m Maggie. I’ll be taking care of you this evening. Have you decided what you’d like for dinner?”
I take the pressure off Madison and order for her. “She’ll have the seafood pasta with a glass of sauvignon blanc, and I’ll have the beef Wellington with pinot noir please.”
“Excellent choices, sir. I’ll be right back with your wine.”
I hand over our menus, and Madison smiles at me. “Thanks for making it easy on me. I like it here.” I know she’s talking about the restaurant or perhaps even just being out of town. But I’m happy to be anywhere with her. As long as she’s in my life, nothing else matters.
The food is delicious and the company is even better. We enjoy ourselves and a few glasses of wine, before finishing our meal with a warmed vanilla bean butter cake, topped with fresh strawberries and vanilla ice cream. Afterward, I take her a few blocks away to the boutique hotel I booked. It’s nothing like the extravagant hotels in the city, but we have their best suite and it feels decadent and homey, all at the same time. And nothing compares to the spectacular view of the mountains that’s right outside our window.
I want to give Madison time to explore our room and get settled. But I can’t wait another second to have her. She’s looking out at the night sky when I approach her from behind and wrap my arms around her lush body.
“Take off your dress, little one. But keep on the lingerie and heels.”
I feel her shiver at my command. I love the way her legs look in heels, toned calves and thick thighs. She does as I’ve asked, while I pull a black leather paddle from the outside pocket of my suitcase.
“Now, stand in front of the window and place your hands on the glass.”
She looks so fucking sexy like this, with her dark hair cascading down her back and her skin practically shimmering in the moonlight. She’s ethereal, making my cock hard as steel in my pants. I slowly strip off my own clothing, noting that she’s watching me in the reflection of the window when I move in behind her and drag the paddle along her leg.
“Let’s try something a little different tonight. Would you like that?”
Madison nods her head and I’m about to correct her when she remembers to verbalize her consent on her own. “Yes, Daddy. I’d like that.”
“That’s my good girl. Remember your safe word. Always let Daddy know if he gets too rough.”
She juts out her ass. “I like it rough, Daddy,” she teases.
“I know you do, little one. Let’s find out how rough.” I kiss her neck and slip my free hand into her black lace boy-short panties. My fingers find her clit and give it a few gentle rubs before I withdraw and deliver the first blow.
She yelps in surprise, but I know it didn’t hurt. Not yet, anyway. I’m just getting warmed up. I need to see how her body responds to the new implement before she’s ready for more.
I start with a few easy swats, heating her flesh as I alternate sides. Then, my strikes get harder, and the room fills with the sounds of her gasps and moans, and the sharp bite of the leather smacking against her skin. I’m so hard for her that fire races through my veins and I can’t quite catch my breath. But we’re both enjoying this, and I want to keep us on edge a little longer until I fuck her tight body into oblivion.
“Last one, baby,” I grunt before bringing the paddle down a final time across her reddened ass. Then, I toss it aside with a growl, gripping her hips and spinning her around to face me. “You took that so well, little one.”
“Did I please you, Daddy?” Her eyes are hooded with lust and I can smell her arousal.
“Daddy is very pleased. Let me show you.”
My lips claim hers as I lift her up and blindly walk us to the bed. I rip off her panties and remove her lacy bra, before falling onto the mattress on my back and pulling her on top of me. Her large breasts are perfect, the generous handfuls hovering above my face. My tongue flicks over her nipples, savoring them one at a time, while my rock-hard dick glides between her slick pussy lips.
“You’re so ready for me, aren’t you, baby? You want Daddy’s big cock to fill up your tight pussy?”
Her tits sway with each heave of her chest. “Yes, Daddy. I need you.” She rises up and I position the head of my cock at her entrance.
“Ride me, little one. Fuck yourself on Daddy’s dick.”
Madison bites her lower lip and her eyes drift closed as she sinks down on my cock. “Oh my God,” she cries out. “That feels so good.” She braces her hands on my chest while she finds her rhythm.
I’m sure the people next door can hear us because my little girl is not being quiet. But I don’t give a damn. I want them to hear her scream. Hear her call my name as I fuck my dick inside her. I can’t resist thrusting up every time she slams down onto me. The sensation is incredible, but the view is even better, and my hands grip her hips as she rides me with her glorious tits bouncing in my face.
It doesn’t take long before she falls over the edge. Her moans are like music to my ears, and then she screams “Daddy” as her muscles tense and pulse around my dick.
My control snaps, and I flip her over onto her back, pounding her into the mattress while she’s still quivering from her orgasm. I bury my face in her neck as I reach my own release, filling her with my hot cum while calling out her name.
“You’re mine, Madison. I’ll never let you go.”