My First Daddy (Dark Daddies 7)

“I’m serious. She started by apologizing and admitting that the whole character death thing was a bad idea. She even rewrote it already.”

“Holy shit.” He laughs, leaning back in his chair.

It’s late and pretty much everyone is gone. Haylee wanted to keep going, but I made her go home and promise to come back tomorrow. We’re not done with the pages, and it was still a trial getting through what we got through, but it wasn’t as bad as I expected.

“She’s just really picky,” I say. “I mean, once I sort of got her figured out, things went pretty smoothly. We argued over a few things and talked a few other things over, but mostly I think we’re in good shape.”

“You have no clue how happy that makes me.”

He comes around his desk and sits in the chair next to me. He kicks his legs out in front of him, visibly relaxing.

“I know. I really thought she was going to murder me. I mean, it wasn’t fun, but it was… productive.”

“God damn, Avery. I knew you had it in you.”

Without thinking, I lean across the chairs and kiss him.

He kisses me back. I don’t know if we’re alone in the office, but I don’t really care. I’m so happy, so giddy and light with excitement that I don’t care if someone catches us right now.

I need this man. I got through my trial and here I am, alive on the other side.

There’s work to do, but work is fine. I can handle work.

We break apart and he gets up. I watch as he closes the blinds, shutting his office off from the rest of the floor.

He turns back to me, loosening his tie.

“We should celebrate.”

I sit on the edge of my seat, turned toward him. “Oh, yeah? How are we going to do that?” I ask, although it’s obvious what he wants.

My heart hammers fast in my chest as he takes his tie off and starts unbuttoning his shirt.

“I think you should start by thanking me,” he says.

“Thanking you?”

“For giving you this opportunity.”

He takes his shirt off and I roll my eyes, although I can’t help but feel a stab of desire as I look at his muscular chest and abs.

“You’re so kind and gracious,” I say sarcastically.

“I know.” He walks over to me, unbuckling his belt. “But the truth is, sweet Avery, you owe me everything.”

“I do, huh,” I say softly. “I think I know how you want me to repay you.”

He chuckles and takes his belt off. It drops onto the floor. He bends down and cups my chin, tilting my face up toward his.

“I’m your Daddy now,” he says softly. “You don’t have to worry about giving me anything. I’m going to give you everything.”

I let him kiss me before I unzip his pants and tug them down. I rotate in my chair to face him better as I slide his boxer briefs down.

He’s hard already when I take him in my hand. I stroke him gently as he leans forward and kisses me. I like that he’s undressed, and I still have clothes on. It’s almost like I have the power here, although we both know that he’s the one in control at all times.

“I think about fucking you in this office every day,” he whispers to me. “Every day I imagine how you’ll take my big, fat cock, how I’ll split you open and ravish you.”

“And that’s what you want to do with me now?” I ask him.

“That’s exactly what I want.” He kisses me again. I break away and take his cock between my lips, sucking him softly.

I love the way he groans as he slides between my lips. I love the way he grabs my hair in his fist and holds it tight, grabbing hold and pushing me down, letting his cock slide into my throat.

I gag, but I keep going. I suck his tip and work his shaft. I want to hear him moan, to whisper my name. I’m dripping wet, pleasure tingling and buzzing up my spine, warmth spreading between my legs. His taste is all over my tongue and we both know that this is a mistake, but I don’t care at all.

We might get caught. We might lose everything.

I just want this man.

He pulls me to my feet and pushes me back to his desk. He lifts me up, shoving some stuff out of the way, and puts me down. I wrap my legs around his waist as he unbuttons my shirt, gets impatient, and rips the last few buttons.

I groan as he kisses my neck. He hikes my skirt up and teases my pussy with his skilled fingers. Hot fire blazes all down my legs and I’m breathing fast when he kisses my lips again.

“You don’t have to worry, my Avery,” he says in my ear. “I’m going to take care of you no matter what.”