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“Please don’t tell me I’ve entered the era of Daddy. I’m only forty-three.”
“Oh, Vincent, you’ve definitely entered your Daddy Era and I am here for it.” Her voice was sultry, and I hated to admit hearing her call me daddy made me hard.
“Then I better hear you say daddy tonight,” I said, feeling the tension between us building. “And it better be on your knees.”
“Yes, Daddy,” Noemi whispered, as a beautiful flush painted her skin.
I’ve never wanted to fuck in a public bathroom, but Noemi was testing my patience and the sooner I could have her on her knees, the better.
7
NOEMI
We pulled up to the high-rise that Vincent lived in. When we left the restaurant, I was feeling really tipsy, but now I felt stone cold sober. My nerves were up to my throat and I was ready to have another kinky experience. Vincent was intimidating with his clothes on, I couldn’t imagine what it would be like with them off.
Dinner was amazing, the food was delicious, the wine was excellent but there was an air of urgency that made me wish we hadn’t had dinner at all. The conversation didn’t help either. He talked about limits, different dom and sub relationships, and he gave different examples. We went over my likes and dislikes as well as things I wouldn’t do.
I wished I could say my panties were damp, but at this point they were embarrassingly soaked. Everything we talked about only added to my arousal. At one point, I was tempted to tell him to leave cash because I needed to leave now. The ache between my legs was making me grumpy.
Vincent drove into a garage and parked at the first open parking spot. He opened his door and looked at me with a stern gaze, “I’ll get your door.”
I admired him as he walked around his swanky car, letting me take a deep breath before he suffocated me with his dominance. Let me tell you, being choked sounded really good right now. He helped me out of the car, and grabbed the small bag I had brought with me before he took my hand, leading me to the elevator.
We were silent on our way up to his condo, and to no one's surprise, he had a penthouse. It was not what I had expected it to be, but it fit him so well. The elevator led straight to his foyer like Lincoln’s. Instead of grays and whites his home was warm colors, beiges and browns, more traditional with soft lines.
“Wow, Vincent, your home is beautiful,” I said, walking into the living room with a breathtaking view of downtown.
“Thank you, I’m glad I didn’t sell it. The view is spectacular and I've missed this place. It always felt more like home, more than New York,” he said, walking next to me.
“Is that where you moved from?” I looked at him, admiring how fucking handsome he was in the glow from the city.
“Yes, but I also travel a lot for work, it was easier to stay there, when I had business in Spain.” He glanced at me with a small smile. “Do you need water or anything before we get started?”
My heart started to race. “No, I’m fine.”
“Now, go to my room, third door to your right and undress. I expect to see you in a submissive’s pose by the door in only underwear, keep your eyes down. You do not move until I tell you and you are to address me as sir,” he said, turning towards me. “What were your safe words with Easton?”
“Green, yellow and red,” I said, seeing a sharp difference in his demeanor.
“Good, we will keep it simple. I expect honesty and obedience from you, Noemi. If you don’t like something I need you to tell me. If something scares you and you need a moment, you tell me.” He grabbed my chin running a thumb along my lower lip. “This doesn’t work if we both aren’t honest with ourselves and each other.”
I nodded, transfixed with this man.
“Words, Noemi,” he snapped.
“Y—yes sir,” I said, quickly.
“Run along now, I’ll be there in a minute.” He gave me a quick peck before swatting my ass.
I shivered in anticipation as I walked to the hallway counting the doors until I arrived at his room. The door was opened and again I was taken aback by how much his home reflected him. His room was a little more modern, but it felt homey. I don’t know why I expected to see a sex dungeon, but I was glad it was just a normal room.
Taking off my heels, I set them by the door, I unzipped my dress and shimmed it down my body. I folded my dress, setting it on the chair closest to the door. I remembered seeing the submissive’s pose in the reading he gave me.
Shit, was I supposed to be completely naked? My body grew hot when I had no idea what to do. I decided to leave my bra and panties thinking the worst he could do was spank me. I knelt by the door with my knees spread out, my hands laying on my thighs and my head down. Taking a deep breath, I let go of all of my tension as I waited.
I waited and waited. My legs were starting to hurt and so were my hips. I was about to get up, getting angry thinking he had probably fallen asleep on the sofa until I heard his footsteps coming down the hallway.
Sitting like this was not comfortable, I was horny as fuck and this asshole decided to take his time. Maybe I wasn’t a good submissive? As soon as he entered the room, I wanted to look up at him and glare at him, but I reined myself in, keeping my eyes down.
