Page 17 of Daddy's Orders


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“Well, that’s what I’m intended for. My dad told me in no uncertain terms that I’mnotto sleep with you, that if I did there would be consequences. I’m supposed to spend time with you, tease you, make you interested and make you want me, but to never give myself to you completely.”

The words came quickly out of her mouth, fueled by nervous energy. I said nothing, letting her go on.

“And truth be told, it was kind of a relief to hear that. Not that I’m not attracted to you—I most definitely am—but I was a little scared about the idea of sleeping with a man for the first time. When Dad told me I didn’t have to go through with it, that part of the plan was to hold back, I was relieved.”

That provided even more confirmation that Charles was planning on screwing me over in one way or another. I tucked that bit of information aside for later, not wanting to interrupt her very informative little spiel in process.

Fire flashed in her eyes. “But now that I’m here with you, I don’t give a damn what my asshole dad says. I should be able to lose my virginity when I want, and towhoI want to lose it to. It’s not a freaking bargaining chip that he can—”

I decided it was time for the rant to end. I placed my finger onto her lips, stopping the flow of words. Her eyes went wide and I could tell right away that she wasn’t used to anyone touching her like that.

“Now, I want to ask you a question, Emily. And before I take my finger away, I want you to really give the question some serious thought. Understand?”

She nodded, my finger pushing her lips up and down.

“My question is this: what doyouwant?”

I left my finger there for a few more seconds, giving her time for the question to linger in her mind. When I was satisfied, I slowly took my finger away.

“What doyouwant?” I repeated.

She took a deep breath, then shook her head. “I don’t know. I mean, I think I do, but I’m not really sure.”

Emily took another sip of her wine, then rose from her seat. I watched as she began to pace back and forth slowly. I watched her make her way down the length of the plane, my eyes locked onto her perfect ass as she moved.

“I may be naïve but I’m not stupid. And most importantly, I’m not some little pawn that my dad can do whatever he wants with. I’m a woman who can make my own decisions.”

My cock was stiff, my blood pumping hard in my veins, and her energetic little outburst was only turning me on more. I unbuckled my seatbelt and rose, cutting the distance between us. Once I was close, I clamped my hands down hard onto her hips, holding her in place.

Then, I kissed her.

I moved in quickly, planting my lips on hers, feeling the soft, plushness of her mouth against mine, traces of sweetness from the Moscato still on her lips. Emily’s body tensed stiff and straight as a spear, and I held my lips there for long enough to send the message.

When I moved my face back her eyes were wide, her lips parted slightly in surprise. I was so turned on that I could hardly think straight, but I kept my cool all the same.

“Now,” I said, speaking slowly and calmly. “I’m going to ask you one… more… time… what is it thatyouwant?”

She moved her eyes up and down my body. By this point I was so hard that there was no way to hide it from her. Emily’s gaze lingered on my manhood for a long while. She licked her lips slowly, her eyes wide.

“I want you.”

Good. But I wasn’t done. I took hold of her upper arms and brought her against my body.

“It’s not enough that you justwantme,” I said. “I need you in total. You have to give yourself to me, consent to me, submit to me. Are you willing to do that?”

She nodded without hesitation.

“Say it,” I said.

“Yes. I want everything you just said.”

Music to my ears. I placed my hand on her hip, turning Emily around as I nodded toward the bedroom at the far end of the plane.

“Go.”

She did as I commanded, swaying her hips as she made her way to the room. I followed, my cock so stiff that I felt on the verge of exploding. She stepped over the threshold of the bedroom and I did the same, shutting the door behind us and flicking the privacy switch for the cockpit letting the pilot know not to contact me unless it was an emergency.

The bedroom wasn’t enormous, but it was more than big enough for our purpose. There was a queen-sized bed, along with a dresser and small walk-in closet. A pair of large windows over the bed allowed for a stunning view of the clouds and sky.

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