Obsessed with a Daddy

I might have made it through one night with him without losing my virginity, but I don’t think I’m going to make it through two…

Two hours later

My heart was beating hard in my chest when I parked my car outside of the Arizona Regal Hotel. Everette left a key for me at the front desk, so I headed up to his hotel room after I retrieved it. My panties were already wet—just from thinking about what was going to happen when I got there. The spanking he gave me wasn’t exactly pleasant when it was happening—there were some real emotions attached to the apology that left my lips, but it turned me on so much that I was eager for my second trip across his knee. His strong, dominant, take-charge attitude was enough to make my whole body tingle, and that’s exactly what I wanted my Daddy to do when I got to his room.

“You made it.” Everette greeted me at the door with a smile on his face. “I was afraid you got lost…”

“No, I just had a stop to make on the way.” I stepped into the room and looked around. “Is this a suite?!”

“Yeah,” he chuckled. “I figured I would splurge a little bit since it’s technically my vacation.”

Perfect—this will help with the plan.

Everette pulled me close and crushed my lips beneath his like we had been apart for weeks instead of a couple of hours. I melted into his embrace and temporarily forgot about everything else except for the way my head was spinning while I was in his arms. By the time his lips broke the seal that had formed, I was struggling to remember what my plan was, to begin with. I kissed him again—just to try and get my composure. The pieces fell back together as his hands moved along my body—slid under my shirt—and teased my skin. If he kept going, the plan was never going to come to fruition, so I had to force myself to pull away from our second kiss before the fuse could burn out of control.

“Did you go shopping?” I looked up at him and smiled.

“Yeah, I got some stuff.” He nodded.

“Go get it—I want to see what you got.” I looked past him—but I was looking for the mini-bar instead of what he purchased.

“Okay…” He gave me a confused look but walked into the bedroom area of the suite.

Now I have to move quick…

I made a quick dash to the mini-bar. I knew I didn’t have long. I grabbed the first thing I found, which was a single-serving of vodka, into a glass. My hand went into my purse where I had a single cigarette hanging out of the pack I bought on the way and pushed the filter between my lips. It was a Camel Crush, just like the ones I took from Amelia when had one last weekend of debauchery, but I didn’t even have time to crush the filter to make it taste better. I heard Everette’s footsteps, and I barely got the cigarette lit before he turned the corner with a bag in one hand and several articles of clothing in the other.

“It’s not much but…” He looked up, and his voice trailed off. “What are you doing?”

“Me?” I took a drag off the cigarette and a sip of the vodka. “Nothing…”

That wasn’t particularly pleasant—hopefully it’ll work.

“Oh, I get it…” He tossed his clothes on the chair near the bedroom door. “This is your attempt at being a bad girl.”

“Did it work?” I dropped the cigarette into the vodka and grinned as he approached me.

“You’re about to find out.” Everette grabbed the front of my jeans and pulled me closer.

“I’m sorry, Daddy…” I bit down on my bottom lip and tried to suppress the grin.

“Not as sorry as you’re going to be.” He unfastened my jeans and pushed his hand inside them.

Everette rubbed my clit through my panties while he pulled my jeans down my hips. In retrospect, my plan probably didn’t require as much setup as I thought it did. I didn’t get the exact reaction I was looking for. There was a certain fire in his eyes when he saw the text message and realized I had been spying on him. He knew my second attempt was just a game since it was out of character for me. I would have to try harder if I wanted to see that side of my Daddy again. The plan might not have been as illustrious as I hoped, but it accomplished the end result anyway. I was going across his knee for the second time regardless.

“Come with me.” Everette led me to the bedroom, and I stepped out of my jeans as I walked.

“Yes Daddy…” I followed along behind him with a smile on my face.

“These are definitely coming down.” Everette slid two fingers into my panties and yanked them to my knees—they were so wet they were almost sopping. “Being a bad girl certainly got you excited…”

“Yeah…” I twisted on my toes and grinned, which caused my panties to slide to my ankles.

“I’m sure you haven’t forgotten the position so soon.” He patted his knee.

I definitely haven’t forgotten—I’ve been thinking about it since the last time I was there.

“No, Daddy.” I leaned forward. “I remember where bad girls go…”