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“Maybe…” She hums.
“Or the voyeur hall?” I add, rubbing her with a little more pressure.
“Yes.” She’s struggling to keep her composure now as I tease her, stroking her over her panties for a while, before slipping them to the side to feel how wet she is. “What about…” A tiny mewling sound escapes her lips as I slide my finger in an inch, just enough to drive her wild. It takes her a moment to regain her composure. “What about the punishment rooms?”
I pause, gazing at her in surprise. “Would you like that, Daisy?”
Biting her lip, she nods. “I mean…I’d like to try it.”
My cock throbs in my pants at the mere thought of it. Punishment isn’t my style. It’s not usually what I like…but if it’s what she wants, I’ll do anything for her.
With her featherlight touch hovering over the top of my hand, she writhes in her seat, and I see the way she’s fighting between asking me another question and urging me on.
“What is it, baby? What else do you want?” I ask, picking up my slow movements again.
With a hooded, lust-filled gaze, she says, “Everything. I want you to teach me everything.”
I have to force myself to swallow. Pulling my hand from the warmth of her pussy, I lift Daisy from her seat and set her on the table in front of me, her legs hanging on either side of mine. She’s staring down at me with a wrinkle between her brows.
“Daisy, I’ll teach you anything you want to learn. You know you can trust me, right?”
With warmth in her eyes and those wild blonde waves hanging around her face, she nods. “I want to learn about everything you do. I want to be what you need.”
“Baby,” I reply, keeping my tone soft, “youareeverything I need.”
Her shoulders sag. “Ronan, you know what I mean.”
“I know what you mean,” I reply, running my hands up her thighs. “And like I said, I’ll teach you everything you want to know. Whatever you want to try, I’ll do.”
“You’re a…Dom, right? So, make me your sub.”
“Is that what you want?” I ask with intrigue.
“Do you think I’m submissive enough?” she replies with a shrug.
Leaning forward, I pull her face to mine. “Being submissive is not a personality type, Daisy. It’s a role, and one you have towantto fulfill. It’s not something I need, if that’s what you’re afraid of. What I like, baby girl, is making you feel good. Giving you as much pleasure as I can.”
I squeeze her thighs with my fingers, tugging her closer to me on the table. There’s a hitch in her breath as I do.
“Nothing turns me on more than the thought of having complete control over your body—to play with, to test, to…fuck.” I add that last part in a low mutter, watching her reaction.
She lets out a little moan, her round eyes growing hooded with desire.
“With some boundaries, safe words, and clear communication, I think we can do that. Does that sort of submission turn you on, baby girl?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she replies in a whisper, and I start to lose my cool. I watch her throat move as she swallows, letting out a delicate breath with her eyes on me.
“Good.” Then I pull her face toward mine and kiss her so hard, she turns to melting wax right here on the table. As I pull away, I whisper against her lips, “Now be quiet so no one hears you.”
Then, I drape her legs over my shoulders and drag her to the edge of the table, pulling her panties aside and taking a long, slow lick of my favorite pussy.
As she bites back her moans, I find a rhythm, thinking about how beautiful she’s going to look strapped to my bed, completely at my mercy. Even the overwhelming trust she puts in me turns me on. For a moment, the fear of what lies ahead is gone. It’s just us, my face in her lap and her muffled cries.
When it’s like this, I let myself believe that Daisy and I could be more than a fling. Maybe this one doesn’t have to end in pain and regret. The pure, honest soul of hers that longs for poetry, freedom, and color in her life matches mine enough to mean she cares more about me than the money or the pleasure.
What we have could be so much more.
I’m a fool to hope.
