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She blinks as I take her elbow and lead her down the hallway. We pass a few couples. But the two women left. I call the driver to tell him to bring the car around and head for the exit. Blair hurries along beside me, attempting to keep pace with my long strides. I slow down enough she’s not toddling on her heels.
After I call my pilot, Blair and I ride in silence. Tension crackles in the air. We stare out the windows, lost in our thoughts.
I understand her being upset. I do.
However, there’s nothing to be done about the situation. But the choice is hers to remain in our secret relationship. We’ve come so far, and I enjoy giving her the pleasures of being my little girl. Being her Daddy Dom. I cannot give more. I’m further along than when we started—not enough now.
With a sigh, I shift on the seat and ask the question I dread the answer to.
“Blair, do you wish to continue our relationship?”
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Blair
“Blair, do you wish to continue our relationship?”
Three weeks later, and Luc’s question still plays in my mind. Especially when I catch him staring at me with sadness in his eyes, as though he’s afraid to lose me. His handsome face etched with worry grips my heart. Even if he won’t admit it, he needs healing love. And I will not abandon him or us.
However, I told him it hurt to hear those women speak disparagingly about us and worse, since I could say nothing to correct them. The secrecy of our relationship hadn’t bothered me so much until then, and I told him.
He understood and said he wouldn’t force me to stay with him. Although he would choose not to end our relationship. He made the point we need more time together to make certain our relationship will work. If it doesn’t, we won’t risk the probable blowup with my family. They—mostly my father—would be unaware, and Luc and I would return to a platonic relationship.
I get his point. However, I want Luc forever. The risk is worth it to me if he commits to us. I told him.
He asked for time.
I agreed.
Over the past few weeks, he’s made more of an effort towards a relationship beyond the DD/lg. We go to dinner—albeit in restaurants not likely patronized by people we know. Some nights, we stay at LEVELS New York to roleplay. While on others, I spend time with him in his Fifth Avenue penthouse. We have sex on the rooftop terrace beneath the canopy of the sunbed, with Central Park spread out before us.
He says he wants me in his home to prove I mean more to him. It warms my heart he welcomes me into his personal space. I must admit relief swept through me when he said he purchased the residence a couple of years ago. So, it doesn’t feel as though I’m trespassing in a home he shared with Carole. My instinct tells me he feels the same way.
The times he’s flown to Paris and other cities for work, he always comes through New York City so we can spend time together. It helps to make the long distance less taxing on our relationship—along with the sexting and our nightly FaceTime calls. Many of which we roleplay with me obeying his commands. I revel in our nightly bath time with my iPad propped up on the vanity while I bathe myself for him. His heated eyes could keep the water hot all night!
So, no. I’m not disappointed or ready to call it quits with Luc. He’s my Daddy, and I’m his little girl. But we’re becoming more. And I love it. Excitement courses through me whenever I think about him. Like now as I wait at Meridian Teterboro for his private jet to land from Paris.
Sebastian wants to surprise Lola with the new retail space for Lola’s Coterie in Las Vegas. He called for everyone to fly out to see it and for dinner. Luc suggested I wait for him, and we fly there together instead of me getting a ride with Leonie and Roger. I agreed, happy to see Luc and to have almost six hours alone with him. I can’t wait to join the Mile High Club!
I practically leap to my feet when the concierge tells me Luc’s jet landed. My mobile vibrates at the same time. His name pops up on the screen. My fingers fly across it to accept the call.
“Hi!” I exclaim breathlessly as I rush to the exit.
“Hello, Ma Petite Fille.”
A shiver skips down my spine as his rich baritone voice purrs in my ear. My pussy clenches in anticipation of his warm breath skittering across its slick lips as he promised last night.
“I landed. Come.”
The call ends.
I almost fall through the doors as I rush to the jet. I clutch my handbag while the roller bounces behind me.
The airstairs lower, and Luc hops down. He’s so sexy, casual in a black cashmere v-neck sweater with matching joggers. The soft material showcases his athletic build and the bulge at his crotch. The sun glints off his aviator sunglasses as he strides towards me. My mouth waters.
He holds out his arms. I put my bags down and run to him. He laughs as I leap into his arms. He cups my ass and pulls me flush to his body. I cling to him like a little monkey, heedless of my wrap dress parting to reveal my upper thighs.
I moan as my pussy presses against his thick cock. He covers my mouth with his and swallows my moans. His tongue thrusts inside and prods mine. They glide together, deepening the kiss. My fingers twine in his hair. His fingers flex on my ass. We groan in unison.
