Chapter Eight — Callum
I force myself to turn on the shower to keep busy. In case she does leave, I don’t want to hear her footsteps.
I set a timer and force myself to wait the full five minutes, even though every bone in my body is screaming at me to go downstairs early. Finally, when it beeps, I grab my phone and steel myself.
All of a sudden, I don’t want to go down there. I’m afraid. I don’t know what I’ll do if she’s not there. I’m not prepared for that. But I have to be strong.
I take a deep breath and start down the stairs.
I hear her before I see her.
“Hi, Daddy,” she says, her voice sweet and syrupy.
I inhale when I see her. She’s kneeling on the floor, her blouse undone, bra off, exposing her perfect round bare breasts. Her nipples are pert and pink.
She’s wearing that little plaid skirt, but it’s hiked up. Her knees are spread, and she’s leaning back on her heels. She’s put her hair up in pigtails. I guess she had some of those hair elastics girls carry everywhere stashed somewhere.
“Well, well, well,” I say as I step towards her, feeling my cock strain against my pants. “What have we got here?”
“I’m ready for my punishment, Sir,” she says.
I look at her.
“I lost the game,” she says slowly. “Which means I need to be punished.”
It takes me a second to realize she’s right. In a way, it felt like she had won by sabotaging my attempt to throw the game, but technically, yeah, she did lose.
“How are you gonna punish me?” she asks, putting a finger into her mouth. She bites down on it seductively, and suddenly all I can think about are those perfect cherry-colored lips wrapped around my cock.
My belt is off and my pants are undone in seconds. My cock is out, and she opens her mouth willingly. How can a girl like her be real?
“Please,” she says.
I slip my cock into her mouth, and she wraps those tiny lips around it. She begins working my shaft, sliding her lips up and down. I groan.
She feels so fucking good.
I grab her hair, wrapping my fingers in it. She moans, and the vibrations ricochet through my body. Pleasure starts to build. I could almost come right away, but I don’t want to. Not yet. I close my eyes and enjoy the sensation for a few more seconds before stopping her.
I flip the table upright, then reach down and grab her by her hips. I carry her in front of me and place her on the edge of the table, spreading her legs.
She’s super flexible. She did ballet when she was younger, so I’m almost able to get her legs in a split. I slide my cock right into her.
She wraps her hands around my neck as I begin to pump into her. She closes her eyes, biting her lower lip, and it takes every ounce of willpower not to come right away.
I want to savor her. I rub her clit and she arches her back, pressing those beautiful breasts up against me. I lean down, biting them, and she moans again. Fuck, she’s so perfect.
I rub her clit with more pressure, and I feel her body start to convulse. I love how easy it is to make her come. I watch her chest heave, then her mouth form a small “o” as her body tenses and shatters.
It’s almost enough to make me finish, but I don’t. Not yet. I pull out and reposition her, this time bending her over the table.
“One minute,” I say. I dart into the other room and come back with the Hitachi. I hand it to her. “Hold on to this for Daddy, sweetheart,” I say.
I spit into her ass and spread her cheeks. I line up my cock, and just as I begin to enter her back door, she turns on the vibrator. I can feel the vibrations all the way through.
I spread her ass cheeks, marveling at the sight. I try to go slow, but as her body starts shaking, as another orgasm hits her, I start to lose it too.
I grab her pigtails, pulling. “Come for me, baby,” I say. I watch her body come undone as I explode into her. She moans and her perfect little body writhes.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my life,” I say.
I pull out and scoop her up. Immediately, I carry her upstairs and start running the jacuzzi for us. I throw in one of those bath bombs she told me she likes once and lift her in.
I leave her and come back a minute later with a bottle of champagne. I step into the jacuzzi and grab her face, kissing her. She melts into my body. She’s slippery and soft and smooth. Now that she’s mine, every second away from her feels like torture. I pull her close, enveloping her body into me.
Without thinking, I pull away and look into her eyes. She’s looking at me like I’m everything she’s ever wanted.
“Alex,” I say. “Will you marry me?”
She smiles, and for the first time in my life, I feel my heart fucking flutter.
“Yes,” she says.