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“Not right now.” Tyler ran his thumb slowly up and down my arm, making my pussy clench and my thighs squeeze. “I have a surprise for Isabella.”
“Oh,” Sassy gave a little giggle and a clap, her large breasts bouncing as she said, “I love surprises! Where are you going?”
Daddy Sam hooked a rather well-muscled arm with an impressive bicep around Sassy’s small waist and tugged the little back to her side. “If he told you that, it wouldn’t be much of a surprise. Have fun, Skyler. And it was nice to meet you, Isabella. I hope we see you around here more often.”
“Bye, Isabella!” Sassy yelled as Tyler once again led me through the maze of tables. “Have fun with your suuurrrrppiiiseee!”
She sang the last part, and I laughed as we left behind the sugary sweet atmosphere of the public bar and headed to the left.
“I should have warned you about Sassy,” Tyler said with a grin as he slowed down his stride. The sound of the bar faded behind us as we moved down the pink painted hallway. “She can be a bit of a brat. At least Tights wasn’t here. When those two get together, someone always ends up with a red ass.”
“Who is Tights?”
“Daddy Sam and Sassy’s good friend. Tights is a brat—sweet, but a brat—without a Daddy to keep her in line. Daddy Sam does her best, but Tights is a handful. Woman has more energy than three people. She’d have you in trouble in no time, talking you into some harmless prank that would get your butt spanked quick.”
My pulse skipped a beat. “I like being spanked.”
He surprised me, spinning me so my back was to the wall, then he loomed over me, so big he blocked out the light. “So do I, but it wouldn’t be a nice spanking, sweet Isabella. I’m not the kind of Daddy that lets his girl get away with pranks. There would be consequences for your actions.”
I couldn’t help but press my hips slightly forward, my voice coming out a little choked as I said, “I’ll keep that in mind.”
Normally, if a man had me caged in like this, covered by his much larger body, I’d be freaking out. But with Tyler, I felt safe. It was such a nice feeling that I couldn’t help but stand on tiptoes to curl my arms around his neck as I kissed his chin. He seemed startled, then he wrapped his arms around me, holding me just right. Tight enough that I felt wanted, but not so tight it was uncomfortable. I nuzzled my face against his black suit, hoping he didn’t mind a little bit of sparkle from my makeup on his lapel.
This close, I could smell his rich cologne, the intoxicating smell of pine mixing with some kind of warm spice. His erection dug into my stomach, and I gave a needy little moan at the feel of him. My whole body seemed to be on fire, sensitive to this man in a way I’d never been with anyone. His heartbeat increased beneath my ear as he let his hands roam over my back before they came to rest on my butt.
Giving it a good squeeze, he ran his lips over my ear as he said, “Someday, Daddy is going to fuck this sweet little ass until you cry while you soak my balls with your cum. And, since you’re such a dirty little girl, you’ll love it and beg for more.”
“Yes,” I begged him. The fact that I hadn’t been with a man in over a year made itself abundantly clear in how badly I ached. “Please.”
“Such a sweet little girl, begging for her Daddy,” he whispered as he licked my neck. “I could place your hands on the wall, pull these fucking hot as shit shorts off, and you would spread your legs and tip that pretty little ass out for me like Daddy’s good little slut, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes,” I nearly sobbed, so turned on I couldn’t think. “Oh, please.”
“No,” he said abruptly and moved away, the blazing blue of his eyes and his rampant erection the only signs of his arousal.
Meanwhile, I sagged against the wall like I’d barely survived a fight, my pussy throbbing so bad, I was sure just a few rubs of my finger could get me off.
But I knew this game, and I knew Tyler—no, Daddy Skyler—was not a man to be tested.
“Please,” I gave him the best pout I could. “Please, Daddy Skyler, my pussy hurts.”
His nostril’s flared and his jaw flexed but his expression remained stern. “No orgasm until I say so, understood, princess?”
“Yes, Daddy Skyler.”
A shudder ran through him as he whispered, “Fucking love it when you call me Daddy.”
That didn’t help cool my brain fogging desire one little bit, but I managed to gather myself enough to take his hand when he offered it to me. We’d walked past at least a dozen rooms, all with closed double doors decorated to look like the inside of a fairy castle, until he came to a set of doors that appeared no different than the others. When he turned to me, the heat in his gaze had me ready once again to beg him to touch me anywhere, any way he wanted. Heck, he could blow on my pussy, and I would cum at this point. He was an aphrodisiac, and I was his hopeless addict.
