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I closed my eyes and took in the moment. I let the music he created coax me to move. I sucked and licked according to each note he played. He was telling me how he wanted it. It was alluring and erotic. Daimon played harder and faster as I took him in deep inside my mouth, moving to his music. I could feel the heaviness of his cock on my tongue. Daimon then came. He pulsated in my mouth leisurely moving back and forth as the music slowed down. I pulled back, still on my knees as I looked up to see Daimon looking down at me. He smiled devilishly like always.
“My Addie,” he murmured. He placed his violin down onto the table and knelt down before me. “I see my girl loves my song.” He caressed my face, pushing my hair to the side.
“Yes, I loved your song,” I smiled.
“My turn,” he growled as he flung me over his shoulders carrying me to the bed.
“Daimon,” I giggled.
“Yes?” He threw me not so gently down. “What does the woman who rules this heart of mine want?” he said enticingly. But I stayed mute, lost in his wondrous features. “Oh, this is a first. My sexy little Addie without a thing to say. That’s okay. All I want to hear is you moaning and calling out my name, begging me to stop when you want me to go further.” He crawled across my body unhurried as he watched me closely.
“I’m not going to beg,” I tried to say defiantly, knowing I was in a losing battle.
“You will. You fucking will,” he murmured alluringly.My Surprise for Daimon“Don’t pout,” Daimon said to me as we sat at the breakfast table. “It’s not your fault I’m a great lover. So I made you beg? So what?” he shrugged, laughing at me.
“Screw off,” I grumbled, picking up my orange juice.
“Oh, Addie is in a bad mood,” he teased.
“If Daimon doesn’t stop, Addie is going to make him pay,” I threatened.
“How?” he mocked.
“Okay. No more Addie specials.” I turned my back to him.
“Addie specials?” he questioned.
“No BJs babe, not one. You keep it up and I’ll be the one making you beg for my hot sweet mouth around your cock, licking it from the base to the tip, and then taking it deep inside my mouth, so you could feel the back of my throat,” I said calmly and seductively. I watched as his nostrils flared and his eyes grew deep with the images I described.
He brought his hand to his mouth, massaging his jaw as he let out a heavy sigh. “You are really a bad little girl, giving me a fucking hard-on just before I go to work,” he gritted out.
“And you are a bad little boy, who likes to tease too much. Perhaps you shouldn’t tease so much and you wouldn’t have such a hard-on.” I smiled a sexy little smile.
“Bad girls get punished,” he offered, his eyes narrowing as he looked at me.
“Bad girls like getting punished,” I said, still smiling. Daimon looked away, finally losing to me.
“I have to go to work,” he grumbled as he stood up.
I reached quickly and grazed the front of his suit pants. “Have a good day at work, Daimon,” I giggled as I drank my juice, hearing him grumbling something as he left and stood by the elevators. I knew exactly what I would do tonight to Daimon.
“Come, Drako, I have a big day planned and I need to get busy,” I laughed as he wagged his tail.
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After my run with Drako, I immediately took him home and went out shopping. I needed to not only buy ingredients for dinner, but I wanted to buy something sexy for Daimon. Daimon always purchased my clothes or lingerie. It wasn’t because he loved how they looked on me, which the man knew exactly what I liked. It was because he knew how uncomfortable I was undressing in front of others. Daimon never once said it, but I knew it was the reason.
“Hello?” A beautiful full-bodied redhead appeared the moment I stepped into the chic, sexy lingerie shop. I looked the shop up online. I knew Daimon’s taste and I didn’t have much time to waste. If I knew him, that man would be coming home early to make sure I rid him of his hard-on.
“How can I help you?” She was vivacious and beautiful with her wavy red hair and the way in which she carried herself. I had to admit, I was a bit jealous.
“I’m here to look at a corset, maybe even a waspie,” I said nervously.
“Oh, you’re here for a lover, one who knows his stuff.” She wagged her eyebrows at me.
“Yes, Daimon knows his stuff,” I admitted.
“Do you usually buy your lingerie? ‘Cause, sweetheart, you look new to all this,” she said, whirling her finger around.
