Daddy's Girl: A Daddy Issues Novel Rebel Wild (i have read the book a hundred times .txt) 📖

“Many ways,” he says. I moan when he lowers his hand between my legs and flattens his palm on my clit, rubbing it. I’m so wet that his hand glides right over me and I’m whimpering like a baby from the feel of it. “Quiet. I don’t want you moaning right now.”

It’s not like I can help it.

“Sir?” I say, half begging him to answer my question.

“Many ways,” he starts again. “But there’s only one way I will allow.” I bite my lip to keep quiet as he grinds his hand into me. I’m so close to coming, but I know he’ll stop if I make a sound. “I want to come inside you.” His breath smells of me and I try not to crinkle my nose. I definitely do not like smelling myself. I quickly nod my head in agreement. I’m so close to coming at this point, I’d agree to anything. “Stop nodding your head.” He puts his mouth to my ear and hisses at me and I stop. He’s sliding along my clit so easily right now. I can feel a pool in his hand. “You want Daddy to fuck you, Foxy? My cock is a lot bigger than this little finger I keep getting you wet with. Do you want to feel it inside you?”

“I…”

I freeze. The way he describes it knocks me out of the horny fog he just had me in, and he knows it. He snatches his hand from between my legs. I’m in darkness still for a few minutes until he takes off the blindfold. I blink as my eyes adjust to the soft light of the room. He reaches up to unhook my hands and takes off my restraints.

“You’re not ready.”

“No, I am,” I say, looking at him while I’m rubbing my sore wrists. He’s beyond frustrated with me. “I’ll stop fighting it. I will. I’ll do whatever you say.”

He’s not even listening to me. I want to apologize, but I can’t seem to find the words. Is it appropriate to apologize for not being ready to lose my virginity in a playroom fuck? I smooth my skirt down as I lower my head and wait for instruction, but none comes. Instead, he leads me to my bathroom to put the arnica cream on my sore ass. I really hate the stuff. It burns worse than the paddling did. Once he’s cleaned me up, he leads me back to my room.

“The playroom will keep until the morning,” he says, turning back my covers. “I want you in bed now.”

“Yes, sir,” I say, but don’t move.

“What?”

“I’m sorry, sir,” I tell him, apologizing after realizing that it is appropriate. It’s the reason I’m here. I signed a contract agreeing to it and everything. “I want to stop fighting it. I really do, but it’s my first time and I’m just being stupid—”

“Stop,” he says, holding my chin in his hand. “I’m in no hurry. I told you I want to earn your trust, and that takes work. You’ve come a long way in a short time. Believe it or not, I’m very pleased.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Rest,” he says, “I want to have an early start tomorrow.” I frown in confusion. “Your reward.”

My eyes widen at the thought of whatever it is. What type of rewards do Doms give?

“It’s an outing,” he says, letting my chin go. “Relax, you’ll like it.”

“Yes, sir.” I laugh.

“Into bed,” he says. “And don’t play with yourself,” he barks at me. “I’ll know.”

“Yes, sir.”

I wonder if he knows about the little fun I almost had that night in the bathtub.

No, he couldn’t know. He’s full of shit.

I sneak a peek at him as I hop into bed and his eyes are blazing in my direction.

Damn! He knows.

Chapter Ten

I sit with Joe finalizing the plans for the trip I’m taking with Sydney tomorrow.

“Sydney Warren,” I say her name more to myself than to him while I grin at the way she wore that red dress to entice me tonight.

Her name drips off my tongue like warm honey and sliding my cock into her will be just as sweet. I came close tonight, but she caved in the end. Try as I might, I can’t crack the nut that is Sydney Warren, and it only makes me want her more.

“So, what is it about this one?” Joe asks. “Why does she get taken on a vacay?”

“It’s a long story.”

“Seems I got nothing but time,” he says.

“You’d be doing eight years in prison instead of a year in rehab if it wasn’t for me.”

“So, you pulled a few strings to get me out of lockup. What do you want, a medal?”

“Just some loyalty and appreciation.”

“Hey, I’ve always been loyal to you and if I showed you any more appreciation, I’d be stuck up your shitty ass. Now, are you going to tell me the deal or are you going to keep deflecting?”

“Believe me, you don’t want to know.” I laugh. He gives me that little brother look that used to annoy the hell out of me. It usually ended with him running to tell Mom. “What can I say? She agreed to be in a relationship with me. End of story.”

If only that were true. Unfortunately for her, little Sydney has been snared in my web since I first laid eyes on her, only she didn’t know it then and she still has no idea now. I remember how sexy she looked when she’d come by the office to see her daddy. Always with a book in her hand and a soda straw in her mouth. Picturing her sucking me off would drive me crazy, but she didn’t stop there. She had to dress the part. Every damn time, she had to show off her legs and ass. I lost count of how many times I jacked off with the image of that ass burned into my brain. Sexy Foxy sure