Ipack the car up while she cleans herself up.
I didn’t plan on making such a mess, but when the opportunity presented itself I figured what the hell, and besides I like the fact she’s already cum for me. I’m planning on keeping track. I want to have a record of how many times I can make her orgasm before the fortnight is up. Hell, I might even get the number printed out and framed.
It’d make a nice private joke for the two of us. A nice reminder when we need it.
We drive out, with the sun shining and a grin right across her face. A grin I know I put there.
She’s changed her dress. I guess I made too much of a mess with the old one. She’s now wearing a deep red one that accentuates her skin tone so much she looks like she’s glowing.
Once we’re out of the city and away from any prying eyes I put my hand on her thigh. It’s possessive, I know that, but the look she gives me when I do it tells me she likes it.
“I’ve booked a table at the restaurant tonight.” I say. “But if you want we can eat in the suite.”
“Suite?” She says.
I grin. “Only the best for my girl.”
She laughs. “Is that so?”
“Do you doubt me?”
“Not for a minute.” She says. “In fact I’m a little concerned by how much I trust you.”
“In what respect?”
“Well, here we are disappearing off, with no one knowing where we’re going. What if you had bad intentions?” She says. “What if you were planning on taking advantage of me?”
“Very logical concerns.” I say moving my hand under her dress and she throws me a look like she was expecting me to just act like she’s not wanting this right now. “But if I were to take advantage…” I begin, stroking her clit through her panties.
“Shit.” She gasps and I chuckle.
“If I were to take advantage Eden.” I say glancing at her as much as I can whilst ensuring we don’t crash. “There wouldn’t be much you could do to stop me, would there?”
She shakes her head. She’s biting her lip again but she’s also sinking back into the chair giving me a better angle to work with.
“My little Lolita wants to be taken advantage of I think.” I say as her panties start to soak through.
“Maybe I do.” She gasps.
“Then I guess you’re lucky that I’m willing to play my part so well.”
“So well.” She moans.
“So the question is Eden, how well will you play your part?”
She shudders, she kicks out, her feet hit the side of the footwell in front of her and she reaches up, trying to brace herself as she falls apart for me.
And I can’t help it, I laugh.
She’s so fucking perfect and by god am I going to enjoy manipulating her body, using her body, showing her exactly why she wants me so much.
By the time we get to the hotel I’ve made her cum so many times she’s drenched my leather seat. Not that I care. It’s worth the expense just to hear her moans each and every time she falls over the edge.
She looks so flustered, yet so beautiful, as she gets out, flattening her dress, trying to be respectable when we can both smell her arousal.
The porter takes our bags and I take her hand leading her inside.
She stares around, looking at the grand entrance in amazement.
We get our keys from the concierge and I lead her to the elevator. I’m not in a hurry to get to our room but at the same time I’m still nervous on the off chance we might bump into someone we know.
“This place is incredible.” She says as the doors ping shut.
“Wait till you see the suite.” I reply. It’s going to blow her mind.
We step out and again I take her hand. She looks down grinning and half squeezes mine like she likes me doing it so publicly.
The bags are already there waiting. A man shows us around and checks we’re happy.
“Its fine thank you.” I say.
“We hope you and your wife enjoy your stay Mr Mathers, if there’s anything you need please let reception know.” He says before leaving us to it.
“Your wife?” Eden says as soon as the door shuts.
I turn but she’s clearly not offended because she’s half laughing.
“I guess they saw our names and assumed we were married.” I stated.
“Instead of stepfather and stepdaughter.” She murmurs moving closer.
“Indeed.” I say.
She kisses me, her lips meeting mine and her tongue slipping eagerly into my mouth and then she pulls away.
“I want to eat here. I don’t want to leave this suite. I don’t want either of us to leave until we have too. And I just want you to fuck me. Now please.”
I let out a low breath. God I want her. I want her so much but I also don’t want to rush this.
“Are you sure?”
“More than sure.”
“Alright. Wait here a moment. Don’t come until I call.” I say and she bites her lips, trying so hard not to smile as I walk away.