Yes Daddy

I nod, slipping my hand slightly behind her neck. “I get it, and maybe there’s a way you can have both in your life. You are a very good girl. I’m proud of you.” I pause, clearing my throat. “You will always keep your grades up. Do you understand?”

There’s a flicker of confusion in her eyes as I stand, and she looks up at me. “Sure.”

“Good girl. There are other things you will do, things I will require. But in time we will talk about that. For now, I want you to get dressed. We are going out.”

“Where?”

“I want to show you something. I want your opinion on some things.” I intended to ask her for help with the house redesign before, but now, knowing it’s something that feeds her, I’m anxious to get going and have her involved in my life.

She squints up at me, and I see a young woman, but I also see a little girl, and I realize I will never be able to sleep again without her by my side. I need to know where she is, if she is safe. As well, I need to touch her, taste her, fuck her, own her…there’s a new man born in me, and it will be her responsibility to take care of him.

I’ve packed a lot of life into my own forty-one years. Built my own sort of empire, one with a foundation of danger and less-than-legal activities. One that could place her in harm’s way, which is why I now need to make a new life. One that she deserves.

I breathe in her delicious scent, making my mouth water, and long to taste every part of her. In my life, if there was something I’ve wanted, I’ve stopped at nothing to make it happen. And I’ve never wanted anything like I want her.

She’s not wearing a bra under the T-shirt, and I think of tearing it open and sucking hard on the peaks of the nipples I see pressing into the fabric.

Instead, I trace her jawline with my thumb, my need to keep my hand on her throat stronger than even I understand. Her skin is flawless. Her face a masterpiece. I’m memorizing every line and contour so I can carry her with me always, even in my dreams.

“I need to shower,” she says, a smile playing at the corner of her lips.

“Take too long, and I may come in after you.”

I give her ass a quick swat as she walks to her bedroom, and she spins her head around to look back, biting her bottom lip, but doesn’t say anything else. And from the way she twitches her ass and skips the rest of the way to the bedroom, I’d say my swat hit the spot.

When her bedroom door closes, I can’t fight my need any longer. I lean against the doorjamb just as I did last night after I touched her in bed. I release my cock and start to stroke, imagining her naked behind that door, water running over each amazing curve.

5

Esme

“DANG,” I WHISPER, LOOKING around the tiny bathroom filled with steam.

I took the fastest shower known to man in probably three minutes because I’m so anxious knowing he’s standing in the other room waiting for me. I tiptoe across the rug and scan my bedroom dripping wet, fairly sure I’m not going to find what I’m looking for.

There’s no towel.

I did all my laundry at my parents’ house the other day when I visited, but it’s all still in the laundry bag sitting just inside the front door.

The tingling rush of heat between my legs builds as I pull my shirt over my head and it sticks to my wet body. My is hair sopping wet, and I decide to forgo panties for the moment and just run out into the living room and grab a towel, my belly already tight knowing it’s more than a little provocative, but the thrill it’s giving me urges me forward.

Ever since Vito picked me up off the street yesterday, I’ve not been able to curb the dirty thoughts and these tense feelings down low in my belly. He’s not slick, not like you’d see on the cover of GQ, more like you’d see on the cover of Hot Mobsters Who Don’t Give a F*ck.

His confidence only adds to his sexiness and the fluttery way he makes me feel. I’m getting the feeling there is more here than him just wanting to be sure I don’t sue him, and the way he’s talking like I’m his already should scare me, but it doesn’t.

It excites me.

I’ve never been a girl to think with her pussy before, but Vito is giving me new lessons, and I have to say I can’t wait to be schooled by him.

I’m feeling lightheaded as I grab the doorknob and pull, nearly falling back on my ass when I’m met with the wall of man meat blocking the doorway.