Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 55171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 276(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 276(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
“Hmm, I don’t ever want to move.” Her face is planted in my chest, her lips kissing right where my heart is currently beating rapidly. I don’t want her to leave, and she clearly doesn’t either, so it comes as no surprise when my hand burrows into her hair, holding her there.
“No one says you have to, baby girl.” I kiss the top of her head, knowing we’ll need to have a discussion. There are things we need to iron out and we’ll need to make clear with one another.
“That’s good because I’m not sure I can feel my lower extremities.” There’s a teasing to her tone. I look down at her with her skirt hiked around her stomach, her body suit contraption thing more or less a thong in the front and the back. I should have been more careful. Her legs are hanging freely off the edge of the desk. I’ll bet she’s got some tingling going on.
“Arms around my shoulders.” I wait until she does as I request before picking her up and off the desk. Her legs wrap around me immediately. It does nothing for my cock, who refuses to go soft. A damn near impossibility when it comes to the woman in my arms. I walk with her until we make it to the couch in my office. Many nights, I found myself getting a few hours of shuteye before making the trek home. Especially in the early days, coming off a shift, landing at the bar, working from noon until three o’clock in the morning. I was dead on my feet and didn’t need to be behind a wheel endangering myself or someone else. The couch has been a staple ever since, though now it’s newer, not the hand-me-down I once had, and it’s also deep enough that it’s more than comfortable to use on a rare occasion these days.
“You good?” I ask once I settle us on the couch, her knees at either side of my waist, her arms still holding on, and the only difference? She’s lifted her head, and I’ve got her pretty face looking up at me like I’m the keeper of her stars.
“Um, yeah, I mean, still kind of shocked. That was pretty intense. Are you okay?” She drops down, her cunt pressing on my cock. Her squirming causes me to hold her hips so she can’t do any more damage. As it is, I’m going to have blue balls with a permanent zipper etched into my dick.
“Ignore my dick. He can wait. We’ve got a few things to talk about before I’m taking you home.” I can feel the change in her when I utter those two sentences. When she tries to back away from me, I keep her firmly in my hold. “Baby girl, if you think I’m taking you to your place, you’re dead fucking wrong. You’ll be in my bed tonight. What we do will be up to you.” She settles down, no longer trying to get away from me.
“Okay.” She doesn’t argue the idea, so I figure it’s time to get this conversation taken care of so I can do something about my never-ending hard cock, whether that means a cold shower, using my hand, or getting Stormy horizontal, spread out on my bed, and sinking so deep inside her we have a repeat performance of earlier.
“You like what we did?” I ask.
“Ugh, yeah, more than like. Didn’t you get the memo?” She follows up a question with a question. I smirk, glad she’s pleased with getting off as hard she did.
“I got it, baby girl, loud and clear. I know you like for me to be in control, I know what you sound like when you come and what you feel like doing the same. I also know you went off even higher when you called me daddy.” Her cheeks pinken, her chest rises and then falls.
“About that. I’ve never, you know…” She fumbles with her words. That’s okay because I’ve got all the patience in the world when it comes to Stormy talking. It doesn’t matter if it takes her all night. I’ll sit right here, holding her close, till it’s all out. “Well, you know that I’ve never orgasmed with a man before. My drunken words were definitely sober thoughts. As for using the word daddy, that’s a new level of myself unlocked, and yeah, I like it. A lot.”
“Good, I like that I’m the first man you’ve experienced both with. I’m going to give it to you straight. This isn’t me trying to take over your life or fulfill that role as a father. It’s yours, and it’s mine, no one else’s.” I let me words sink in, knowing she’ll have questions. I’m ready and waiting to answer anything she’s got, to navigate the newness that is taking hold between us.