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Graham pushes from where he was standing and strides in my direction, his face back to being its usual stoic self. He drips power and dominance and I’m not sure what I’ve done to deserve these feelings he seems to have developed for me, but the way he makes me feel…it’s different. He makes me feel loved, which is weird, scary and precious. So, so precious.
“Is that what you are? A superhero who rescues kids?” I lick my lips and stare at his. He offers me a crooked smile, tilting his head and stopping when he is mere inches from me. He braces his arms on each of the arms of the recliner I am sitting on, and we’re almost nose-to-nose. I can smell his cigar, his aftershave and his singular male scent. And it’s driving me crazy.
“A savior? I’m not a savior. I’m just a bad guy who saw something he wanted and took it. When you were fourteen, something drew me to you. I didn’t know what it was, but it wasn’t sexual. Not even remotely. I wanted you safe. But then you blossomed into this”—he bites his lower lip seductively, and I can actually feel wetness trickling down, making its way to my opening—“and I realized exactly what I wanted from you. Put simply, I wanted you.”
I swallow, staring at him with wide eyes because I can’t fathom what he’s saying. He wants me?
Graham probably sees the confusion on my face, because he continues.
“I don’t fuck girls, Dolly. I fuck ladies. When you were a girl, I thought I wanted to be your daddy, but when I moved in with you, even after I saw how your mom is a shitty parent, I couldn’t bring myself to get into this role. I gave you money, support, clothes and a nice room and whatever the fuck it is kids need, but not parenthood. Because I’m not your parent, sweetheart. And I’m about to do very un-parental things to you.”
My thighs open wide without my permission, and I hold my breath as he inches closer, his face now an inch from mine.
“Anyone can see us from outside,” I mutter. He shakes his head, staring at the pulse in my neck.
“No, baby. One-sided glass window. I could fuck you here on my desk and they wouldn’t see a thing.”
A thought occurs to me and I lick my lips, smiling. I want to take over. I want to show my stepdaddy that I can be a controlling, self-restrained asshole just like him. I smirk, playing with his crimson red tie, looking at him from under my lashes.
“Graham?” I ask. He doesn’t answer, but his throat bobs and his Adam’s apple dances as his gaze shoots to my parted lips. “Remember when I caught you watching me playing with myself?”
I now get up from the recliner, even though it’s difficult with him being basically on top of me. I spin around and shove him into the recliner, and now he’s the one who is slouched, legs wide, looking at me desperately. Fuck, I am bringing this man to his knees and I’m loving every second of it. I flip my blonde hair, my tongue darts to lick my upper lip seductively.
“Well, I think we should be square,” I continue, dropping on my knees and shamelessly reaching for his zipper. His legs part, I can see how stiff and hard he is inside his pants. God, he is so big. I can’t wait to feel his cock in my hand. Just looking at it from where I sit between his thighs makes me want to lick it like a lollypop.
“What exactly are you saying?” He groans impatiently. I roll his zipper down and take a moment to admire his tight black briefs. He is so hot, I know no high school or college kid is ever going to make me as horny. In fact, I’m pretty sure he’s ruining me for every other man on earth right about now.
“I’m saying I want you to jerk off and moan my name…while I watch.” I grin, pulling the waistband of his briefs and letting his huge, uncircumcised cock spring free. It’s angry head is looking back at me, demanding attention and relief, but I just smile coyly, licking my lips again. I want to see him lost and flushed in pleasure like I’d felt when he caught me. The
music is loud, my thoughts are swimming, and a heady feeling consumes my body.
I move my open palm over his leg, massaging his inner thigh, but he catches my wrist in his strong hand and drags it to his cock. A pearl of white cum is glittering from his head.
“Sweetheart, my jerk off days were over about fifteen years ago. Either you’re going to suck it or I am going to fuck you. Either way, one of your holes is going to be full of my cock in about three seconds. I’m being nice in letting you choose which one. On a count of three, Dolly. One…”
Holy shit, he’s an asshole. But my body is humming with excitement and need. I need him in me everywhere. Yesterday. But I’m still a virgin.
“Two…”
Of course, I’m not going to give him my virginity. I’m still unsure where we stand, even after our confession.
“Thr…”
“Mouth!” I cry out, my chest heaving violently as the adrenaline pumps hard in my veins. “Mouth, I choose mouth,” I repeat.
He smirks like the devil and wraps his palm over the back of my neck. “Good girl, Dolly. Now suck on how you make me feel.”
I bring my mouth to his dick and hell if it’s not the sexiest thing I’ve ever done in my life. There are people who are standing mere feet from us, leaning against the glass window behind my back, but I remind myself that they can’t see us. Which is a shame because a part of me really wants them to. I want to mark this gorgeous, powerful, rich man and make him mine, even though he is technically my mom’s. At least on paper.
My tongue licks the drop of cum from his swollen head and I cup his balls with one hand, wrapping my other one around his long shaft. Covering my teeth with my lips, I start sucking him off. His skin is salty and velvet-smooth and so, so warm in my mouth. It feels so right, moving my head back and forth, deeper, faster, stealing glimpse of my step-dad, who is not really my step-dad, throwing his head backward and rolling it from side to side as he tries to contain his lust for me. I feel his balls tightening in my palm and know that he is about to climax. I keep pumping in and out, desperate for him to see how hungry I am for his cock, while he is fisting my blonde hair from behind and guiding me at an even faster tempo. I want to cry out in pain and pleasure but it’s difficult with his angry cock in my mouth.
“Swallow,” he demands coldly and before I know it, his cum is all over my tongue, hot and sticky and completely delicious. I suck his dick clean and swallow with a smile, averting my eyes to his, knowing full well that my lips have doubled their size from sucking on his cum gun. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if my chin and cheeks are pink too.
Graham is staring at me through half-lidded eyes. I wonder if he’s going to thank me for the perfect blow-job or tell me to lift up my dress so he can eat me out and show me how much he likes me, too. But he just smiles condescendingly and pats my now-messy hair, thanks to his fingers.
“Next time you try to tell me what to do, you’ll get a fucking spanking. I won’t be gentle either. Now up on your feet, Little Dolly. We’ve got another stop before I take you back home.”
My first instinct is to hang my head and avoid eye contact for my walk of shame back through the club. I’m sure everyone thinks we either fucked, that I’m looking for a job, or both. All eyes are on us. But then I realize that I’m not being judged for hooking up with the boss. I’m being envied. I guarantee every single one of these strippers would give their left tit for one night with Graham. One of the servers purposely shoulder checks me without Graham noticing and the girls giving dances send me scathing looks that put Regina George to shame. Fuck that. I hold my head high and strut out of that bitch like I own the place.
