Sugar Daddy

Within thirty minutes, she was pulling up outside of a large building and saw Daniel waiting outside for her. He stepped toward her, paying the driver before he opened her door.

Neither of them said a word as he escorted her inside the building, nodding at the man at the main door. Once they were in the elevator, he didn’t speak, and she couldn’t help but take a look at him. He had short black hair, greying at the sides, which only added to his attraction. That maturity kept women looking at him, wondering if he’d be able to teach them a thing or two. She liked his blue eyes as well.

Staring at him made her nervous, especially as they both knew what was coming.

“How was your day?” he asked.

His voice was deep and made her wet, which again surprised her. Attraction had never been something she’d felt.

Losing her virginity on prom night had seemed like the right thing to do. She’d regretted it as soon as her cheap-ass date hadn’t been bothered to rent a room for the night. She’d lost her cherry in the back of a truck, with no romance, no nothing. The guy at the time thought he’d been the best thing in the world.

Afterward, when he wanted round two, she asked to be dropped off at home. Any thought of going for round two didn’t appeal to her. At home, she’d told him she had a nice night but it was over, and he could go and screw anyone he wanted.

That had been the extent of her first and only sexual relationship.

The elevator doors pinged open, and then Daniel moved down a long corridor toward a far room. She watched him place the key in the lock, turn, and they were inside an apartment. Daniel flicked on the light, closing the door behind him.

Entering the room, she held onto the strap of her bag, which she’d placed over her head on the way out of the coffee shop.

Turning toward him, she nibbled her lip. “I’m sorry I took so long to get here. I was working.”

“Ah, where do you work?” he asked.

“The coffee shop.”

His brow rose.

“I didn’t have my cell on me, and I checked my messages after I left. I wasn’t ignoring you. I went to that doctor you requested, and he told me that I’m to see him from now on.”

“Yes, I want to have every single report so I know you’re fine.” He grabbed a file off a small table in the hallway.

“That’s my medical forms?”

“Yes. I paid extra to have them as quickly as possible.” He pulled another set out of his pocket and handed it to her. “These are for you.”

She took the offered forms and opened them up, seeing his name, age, weight, height, and health. The doctor had described him at the peak of health with all blood work coming back normal.

“He has put here that he’s recommended you lose weight.”

Lizzie gritted her teeth and nodded. Every single doctor said that to her no matter who she saw.

“Don’t. I happen to like you, and everything here is healthy.”

She walked everywhere and tried to keep healthy, but her and diets didn’t go well together.

“You’re on birth control, and that’s good.” He closed the file and smiled. “I’ve read all of this, and I’m ready to get started.”

“Erm, I may not be able to always come to you when you demand,” she said. “I study, and I work. I don’t want to put them at risk.” She didn’t want to give up her job in case this ever went sour. All of her life she planned ahead, and liked to constantly have a backup plan.

Daniel held his hand up. “I’ll have a copy of your schedule. The classes you take, and when you work. We’ll find an arrangement that suits us. I won’t be wining or dining you. Nor will I send you flowers. This is not romance.”

“It’s sex. I know.”

She stood still as he advanced toward her. He reached out and cupped her face, tilting her head back. “Don’t expect me to be selfish. I won’t. This is about you just as much as it is about me. Have you removed your profile from the site?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

She didn’t get a chance to say anything else as he slammed his lips down on hers, and all thought escaped her as the pleasure of his kiss took over. Grabbing his shoulders, she closed her eyes. One of his hands moved from her cheek to sink into her hair, gripping the back of her head. He moved her back so that she was pressed against the wall. With his other hand, he took hers and pressed them up against the wall, keeping her there.

His cock nestled against her stomach, and for the first time in her life, Lizzie felt a little smaller than everyone else.