Page 9 of Daddy in Disguise
He steps back and extends his hand toward me, a silent command to follow him inside. Like an obedient little girl, I trail after him through the front door and into the expansive foyer of the house.
“Before we go any further, it’s time to set some things straight between you and me.” He draws me close, hugging me tightly against his body. “My dark, dominant desire for you exists primarily in the bedroom. I don’t like sharing what’s mine with the world but sometimes, when Daddy wants something, he’s going to take it no matter what, no matter where. When those moments happen, you will be protected. I will never do anything to risk your safety. Do you understand me?”
I nod my head, which earns me a devilish smile. “Good girl. Being dominant doesn’t mean I want to control your life, only your pleasure. I’ve only given you a taste of what turns me on, Sparrow. The things I want to do to you, the way I want to use your body . . . it might send you running for the hills.”
“Then you’ll have to show me,” I tell him.
He chuckles. “Only if you promise to tell me when it becomes too much. I want to push you. I want to see how far you’re willing to go but only if you tell me when you’ve reached your limits. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“That’s a promise I’m happy to make as long as you let me take off this awful costume.”
He smirks. “I’m happy to undress you anytime you ask. Turn around.”
My dress rustles as I spin. Carter’s hands are slow as they slide up my back, tugging at the laces keeping my corset in place. It starts to loosen and instinctively, I reach up to keep it in place until he finishes.
“No, little bird. Let it fall. I want to see your beautiful body.”
I drop my hands as he frees the remaining laces and the corset falls forward, leaving my breasts exposed.
“Just the zipper now,” he says with a shuddering breath.
The rest of the house is quiet and only the sound of the tab sliding down the zipper fills the air. When he’s done, he releases a heavy sigh. These little signs of nervousness are comforting because Carter makes me feel out of my element. Knowing he’s anxious though puts me at ease. It tells me this is more than dirty, kinky fucking.
The rest of the dress falls away, landing on the floor with a whoosh.
Behind me, Carter groans and then his hands are on my skin, hot and heavy. “I’ve dreamed of this moment, Sparrow. I’ve dreamed of your skin beneath my hands, of seeing all of you completely bare.” He sucks in his breath and exhales loudly. “This moment is nothing like I imagined.”
“Better or worse?” I ask, glancing back at him over the curve of my shoulder.
His smile is predatory and mischievous. “It’s indescribable.” His large hand settles on my waist and then slides across my belly. He tugs me backward against his chest and his erection presses against the small of my back. “Follow me, little bird. I’m done waiting.”
6
Carter
I’m nervous. Despite my dominant demeanor, I can’t help the anxiousness fluttering inside me. I’ve been in love with Sparrow for so long and I don’t want to fuck anything up. I have to be careful with her, even though she seems more than capable of handling the dark daddy lurking in the shadows of my heart.
“Don’t you think you’re overdressed,” she asks as I lead her down the hall toward my bedroom.
“No, I do not,” I answer with a grin.
I have plans for her and they’re going to happen whether or not I’m fully dressed. I promised to give her what she was denied at the club, and I will, after she’s been on her knees with her mouth full of my cock.
I push the bedroom door open, and I watch her take in the surroundings. She stops just beyond the threshold as if she’s waiting for a command.
I sit down on the bench in front of my California king-sized bed and unbuckle my pants. “Come here,” I instruct her as I pull my cock free. She walks toward me, her full hips swaying sensuously. I take hold my shaft and stroke it deliberately.
When she’s in front of me, I sit up and cup her tits in my hands. They’re perfect handfuls. Her nipples stiffen the moment my mouth covers them, licking and sucking them to hard peaks. I groan, feasting on them, savoring the taste of her skin. I pull back and order her to kneel between my legs. “Open your mouth wide, little bird. Let Daddy feed you his cock.”
Her red lips part for me as I guide myself into her mouth. One hand slips around the back of her head as I thrust hard, the tip of my cock hitting the back of her throat. “Breathe through your nose,” I tell her when she gags. Soon, she relaxes, and I pull back, smiling with satisfaction. “I’m going to smear the rest of your lipstick across your face. When I’m done with you, you’re going to be the most beautiful mess.”
An image of her with my cum dripping down her chin and red stains around her lips appears in my mind. I groan.
“Get ready, little bird. I’m not going to hold back,” I warn before thrusting my cock between her lips again.
Over and over, I plunge in and out, fucking her mouth relentlessly, waiting for her to ask for mercy. But she doesn’t. She takes it all, and I delight in the way her saliva dribbles from the corner of her lips.
With my hand still firm on her head, I guide her forward. She braces her hands on the bench as I lift my hips and push my cock deep into her mouth. My eyes roll back as she hollows her cheeks and sucks hard.