Train Me Daddy

“I’ve wanted you for so long, Beverley,” he said in a gruff voice. Grant’s eyes had glazed over and he didn’t stop stroking me. I was afraid of coming too soon but he had made me feel things I had never felt before, not even with him.

“I’ve wanted you all my life,” I murmured and he suddenly straightened up. With his hands on my hips he pulled down my pants so that now only his own pants and my lace underwear parted us. Gently, with his hand on my waist, he led me towards the red couch in the corner of the reception room.

I did as he asked and when he reached the couch, he whipped me around. I had to bite down on my lip again to stop myself from crying out.

Grant was behind me and I could hear his belt coming off. Then he slid down his pants and his boxers and he did the same with my underwear.

“Beverley, you’re going to be mine today,” he said and I felt his arm wind around me, across my breasts while he pulled me closer to him. My thighs were quivering, I was desperate for his cock which I could now feel against my butt.

Keeping me in position, pressed up against his chest, Grant bent me forward. I reached out my hands and held on to the arms of the couch for support while Grant adjusted himself behind me. His arms had wound around my belly now and I felt the pressure of his cock against my wet throbbing core.

“Grant please, don’t make me beg,” I cried and he thrust himself in. I wasn’t expecting it and I gasped when I felt his cock slide into me with one quick push. Grant was inside me again and I moaned. He wasn’t going to give me time to recuperate, instead he started pumping into me.

I held on to the couch while he held on to me, riding into me from behind. I could feel his bigness inside me, stretching me tightly as he stroked me there. Over and over again till I felt weak in my knees again. I cried out his name as he pushed me closer to the edge.

“Come for me,” I heard him say as he thrust repeatedly in

a quick rhythmic motion. I could feel the strength in his arms as he held me in position. He wasn’t going to stop till I released and I wasn’t going to hold back for much longer either.

My orgasm shook me and I moaned loudly, and in the next instance I felt him release as well. Grant grunted repeatedly as he came and I smiled as I felt him reel from the pleasure of his orgasm. We had come together, again and I could feel the throbbing inside me where his cock had stroked.

Grant’s hands were tight on my waist as he emptied his seed into me. I was choked up with the pleasure he had given me and my body was still quivering from the force of my orgasm. My heels were starting to hurt my feet and all I wanted to do was lie down.

It wasn’t till several minutes later, when neither of us had said a word that Grant finally began to pull himself out. I felt an instant panic that it was over. That we had solved nothing, and that things would go back to being the way they were.

When I turned I found him still standing naked behind me. A smile was forming on his face.

“Now that it’s out of the way, can we just sit down and talk to each other, Beverley?” he said and I gulped. I couldn’t believe this was real and it had all actually happened.

Chapter 22

Grant

Beverley and I put our clothes back on, exchanging glances the whole time.

“Do you maybe want to come into my office?” she asked, in a voice that had softened. Her cheeks were flushed and she shied from looking directly in my eyes.

“Yeah, we should probably do that,” I said and placed a hand on her warm waist as she led me towards her office. We had been naked for too long and it felt strange to be back to being clothed again, but Beverley was delicious to look at no matter what. I already wanted more.

We entered a small office space and she walked around her desk to sit down, facing the multiple computer screens in front of her. In silence, I took the chair across from her and sat down.

“So…” she began, looking about her nervously and I cleared my throat. I wanted to jump in and confess everything before she had a chance to change her mind again.

“Look, I meant every word I said. In college I wanted to get to know you and we didn’t have an opportunity to, so I want to take the time to do so now,” I said and realized that my words had come blurting out. Beverley looked surprised to hear me say them and she straightened herself and licked her lips.

“I wouldn’t have thought that you even saw me, back in college,” she said and I smiled and shook my head.

“You misjudged me, Beverley. You thought I was competing with you or that I was like all the other guys I hung out with. Well, you were wrong,” I told her and she looked at me with her large green eyes. Her face had softened, she wasn’t as defensive against me any more.

“You didn’t give me any reason to doubt my judgement,” she said.

“What? Because I dated cheerleaders?” I asked with a laugh and she shrugged her shoulders.

“Yeah, too many of them. And now, after we’ve been out of college…you’ve had the reputation for dating models and actresses. Nobody would have thought that you could be attracted to someone like me,” she said. She was still nervous, but that could be because of how she was laying her heart bare.

I leaned towards her desk, still on my chair and arched an eyebrow at her.

“You mean someone attractive, and intelligent and successful like you? Yeah, sure, what’s there to like,” I said and finally, Beverley was smiling. Just a soft grin that made the sides of her lips rise up but that was enough. She had no idea how I truly felt about her and it was baffling that she thought so little of herself.