Yes Daddy (Daddy Knows Best Book 2) Page 4

  “I like your noises. Don’t stop.” I flicked my tongue back and forth over her nipple while I rolled the other between my fingers. “When you moan, it turns me on, and it lets me know you like what I’m doing.”

  I bent my head to her other breast and gave it the same treatment. When I sat back up, her eyes had the same glassy look that they’d had in the dressing room. Now she was ready to move on. “Stand up again.”

  She did, and I placed both my hands on her hips. “Now I’m going to take your panties off.”

  She nodded, but didn’t speak. I peeled her panties down, taking my time, revealing the rest of her body to me. Once she’d stepped out of her panties, I ran my hands down her smooth legs. “You did a good job shaving. You feel like silk.”

  “Thank you Luke,” she said.

  “Now step apart. I want to see this pretty pussy.”

  I heard her make a short, sharp intake of breath, but after one second she did as I asked. Her pussy was mostly bare, so she’d shaved there too. If we continued seeing each other, I’d take her to a spa to be waxed. Once her legs were apart, I ran my finger over the front of her folds. Her flesh was already wet, and swollen with arousal.

  I looked up at her. Her eyes were wide, and mostly focused. “No man has ever seen you naked here either?”

  She shook her head. “And no man has touched you here?” I placed the tip of my finger over her entrance.

  “No, Luke. No man has ever touched me there.”

  “Good. I’m going to show you how good it can be.” I pressed my finger into her body. She started to roll her hips, but caught herself and stopped.

  After a few thrusts into her tight pussy, my finger was covered in her slick juices.

  I sat back down on the couch and pulled her to sit between my legs, facing away from me. “Now I’m going to make you come. Have you ever had an orgasm before?”

  “No. I’ve tried, but I couldn’t get there with my own hand. I didn’t have money for toys.”

  “Then this will be your first orgasm. Just concentrate on your pleasure, and don’t worry about anything else.” I pushed one finger back into her tight pussy. It was clear from the snug fit that no man had ever put his cock there before.

  That really turned me on. With my other hand, I gathered more slick and rubbed circles over her clit. With both of my hands working in tandem, it only took about a minute for her body to seize up.

  “Are you close?”

  “I think so,” she stuttered.

  “Let yourself go. Come on my fingers as soon as you’re ready.”

  Her hips hitched, rocking back and forth against my hand. With a sudden shout, she came hard. Her snug pussy gripped my finger, and her swollen clit pulsed under my hand.

  In my pants, my cock was leaking from having her lush bottom pressed up against my erection.

  As her breathing calmed, I pulled my finger from her body and encouraged her to lean back against me. Thank God I’d showered and gotten myself off earlier, or I’d have come in my pants just from watching her.

  Two days later, I realized that I needed more staff. Just as I’d expected, Eden had been an invaluable hire. She was up early and ready to work, she was great with the guests, and she was good at looking around the resort and seeing what needed to be done.

  Flowers needed watering? She did it. Pool needed vacuuming? She did it. Trash needed emptying? She did that too.

  She was a hard worker, but she was working too damn much, and she had very little time left to spend with me. Selfishly, I needed her available to me.

  I needed to know that at six p.m., I could walk into my bedroom and see her bent over the bed for me, with her round ass on display. I needed to know that on her lunch break, I could send her into the kitchen and slide my cock into her pussy while she was washing dishes. I needed to know I could order her into my bedroom after breakfast, and have her kneel in front of me, and take my cock in her mouth.

  Our relationship hasn't reached that point yet. But it never would, if she was working all the time. None of that was possible if she was busy doing errands. I needed more time to train her, more time to coax out her natural submission, and more time to get her acclimated to our dynamic.

  Plus, it was clear that she was smart. I was wasting my time having her wash sheets and scrub the baseboards in the lobby. Anyone could do those things. I could have her doing something more useful, like inventory.

  In addition, she needed to take more breaks. That evening near sunset, she’d finished all of her tasks and said she was going to study, but I caught her before she could go upstairs.

  “Eden, have you walked on the beach yet?”

  “No. I haven’t. I wasn’t sure if you wanted me to be out near guests.”

  I hadn’t even considered that she’d be thinking that way. “When you’re off, you can treat this as your home. You can bring your sisters over too sometime, if you’d like.”

  “Oh, they’d love that,” she said.

  “Let’s go out right now and walk on the beach.”

  “Now? I’d love to, but I have an assignment due in two days.”

  “Take tomorrow off,” I said.

  She stopped walking abruptly. “Really?”

  “Yes. Really.” Just as I’d given her her first orgasm, I wanted to take her for the first sunset walk on the beach.

  She looked around the room. “Do I need anything?”

  “Not a thing. It’s easier to walk without shoes, so we’ll leave our flip-flops. And going out late is nice because we don’t need sunscreen.”

  She pulled a hair tie from her pocket and pulled her hair into a ponytail. “In that case, let’s go.”

  Once again, I held her hand as we crossed the boardwalk and headed down the path to the beach. Her hand felt small and delicate against mine. She stopped to take in everything, even the tall green grass that grew in stalks along the path, and the swooping gulls that squawked as we walked by.

  “They want us to feed them,” I said. “The kids always bring them snacks.”

  She laughed as one of the gulls landed in front of us.

  We stepped onto the sugary white sand. She bent down and picked up a handful, letting it sift through her fingers.

  “The sand is soft here, and it’s like powder. In Washington State, it’s harder and grittier, and the beach has large rocks.”

  “I’ve seen pictures,” she said.

  If I had the chance, I’d take her to the west coast. “It’s definitely different.”

  She stood up, and we kept walking until we reached hard packed sand where the waves rolled in. The water lapped at our feet, and she bent down to dunk her hands in the foam where the waves broke. “It’s warm.”

  “Yes, it’s relaxing.”

  She stared down at the lapping water. “I just saw a crab,” she said.

  “We’ll come out one night and chase them. I have some nets.”

  We began to walk in the direction of the setting sun. The sky was awash with colors in every hue.

  “There are so many colors,” she exclaimed. “And we can see them all. Red, pink, orange, apricot.” She grinned. “Is that why your aunt named the cottage Apricot Sunset?”

  I loved watching the wonder on her face. “That’s exactly why.” We walked until the sky was dark, and then we headed back. “I don’t think there’s anything more relaxing than listening to the waves crash at night.”

  “I’ve been sleeping with my windows open.”

  “Maybe one night we can camp out on the beach,” I said.

  “I’d love that.”

  Chapter Seven

  Eden

  Luke had instructed me to hire more people to do the housekeeping tasks, so that I was free to help him with the guest bookings, paperwork, and inventory.

  How in the heck was I supposed to hire someone to do this job? I’d been a manager at the grocery store. I’d supervised plenty of people, including some very reluctant workers, but I’d never hired a
single person. And while it was a compliment that he wanted me to handle it, I didn’t feel equipped. “I’ve never been in charge of hiring,” I protested.

  I assumed I’d be hiring people my own age, or even older teenagers. Normally I might have given my sisters a trial run. But, I couldn’t have them here. I couldn’t let them witness any part of what I had with Luke, not if I wanted our sexual relationship to continue. And, I very much wanted it to continue.

  “I have faith in you. I know you’ll figure it out.”

  I was just going to have to spend some time reading up on the best way to handle hiring and interviewing people. And, probably even how to advertise for a new position. “Yes sir,” I said. The title ‘sir’ flowed off the tip of my tongue. I’d been wanting to call him sir for some time, but I hadn’t gotten up the nerve.

  His green eyes turned stormy. “Come with me.”

  Oh shit. Had I pushed him too far? Was he going to fire me? Or just yell at me? My boss at the grocery store had screamed at me at least once a week when things weren’t going his way. It didn’t matter if it was my fault or not. He yelled if the supply trucks were late, or a customer got angry, or another employee didn’t show up.

  Luke didn’t yell. His gaze turned from intense to heated. “You just called me ‘sir.’ Did you do that on purpose?”

  “Yes. I did say it on purpose.”

  “Why? I haven’t told you to do that.”

  “It felt right,” I said. I didn’t regret it, no matter the outcome of this conversation.

  “Did it feel good to say it? Did it turn you on?” he asked.

  Relief flooded my body. Luke wasn’t angry. He was turned on. I nodded. It had felt good. I suspected it would all along. And, what was even better was that he understood me, and where I was coming from.

  “I liked it too,” he said. “I knew I’d want you to say it, but I had been planning on saving that request for later. However, now that you’ve started it during the workday, we will continue using it in the bedroom.” He took my hand. He placed it on the front of his pants.

  Under my hand, I felt his erection. At the feel of his hard cock my stomach flipped over.

  “That’s what you did to me,” he said. “Now you’re going to have to fix it. Are you prepared to do that?”

  “Yes sir,” I said. He had seen every part of me. But I had never seen him without his pants on. I was ready. I wanted to see his hard cock. I wanted to touch his warm tan skin.

  His eyes rolled back in his head as I pressed my palm harder against the fabric covering his cock.

  “I don’t know how someone so innocent like you can get me so turned on.” He unbuttoned his pants. You’ve never seen a man naked, correct?

  “No sir, I haven’t.”

  “And you’ve never touched a man’s cock.”

  “Never,” I assured him. I’d never wanted to. Not until I laid eyes on him.

  “But you want to?“

  “Yes Luke. Only yours though.”

  He groaned. “That’s exactly what I want to hear. You’re going to kill me.”

  I was getting braver with what I was prepared to ask him, a little bit at a time. “Do you prefer me to call you Luke, or do you prefer me to call you sir?“

  “I like them both. And now I want your hands on me.” He gestured towards his pants. “Unzip my pants and pull my cock out.”

  I bit my lip. He was going to get fully undressed, at least I would finally see and get to touch it. Carefully, I pulled the flaps open. Confronted with his silk boxer shorts, I didn’t know what to do next.

  “Push them down,” he said.

  I pushed them down until his pants and boxers were well under his cock.

  It was big. Bigger than I’d expected. If we made it that far, I wasn’t sure how it would fit into my body. I reached for it, but he grabbed my arm. “Go change. I want you in lingerie for this.”

  He hasn’t bought me any lingerie that I knew of. Maybe he meant my new bra and panties. “Do you have a preference sir?”

  He pulled his pants up but didn’t fasten them. He sat down in his arm chair with his legs spread wide. “The dark purple.”

  I scurried from the room. What was going to happen? Would he fuck me now? Would I use my hand? Or would he have me use my mouth?

  I opened the drawer where all of my new garments were stored. I had a marching set of bra and panties in nearly every color and style.

  The dark purple weren’t lacy, but a true silk. The bra was actually a bralette, which meant there were no underwires. It was comfortable, but it showed off more of the shape of my breasts and the panties were a thong, which meant I’d be showing off my entire bottom.

  I'd never worn a thong before. I hurried to pull them on and tripped forward, nearly bashing my face on the dresser.

  Luckily, I caught myself.

  Eden, slow down. He doesn’t want you to be a sweaty mess with a black eye when you get back to him.

  I wanted to please him. I wanted that so much, and it shocked me to my core. I’d always assumed I’d stay single, and that I wasn’t really that interested in having a man in my life.

  Growing up with the memory of my father trying to kill my mother had left me with a clear picture of what I didn’t want. My mother had barely escaped my father’s attacks with her life. But she’d chosen another abuser in Mike. He wasn’t physical with her most of the time, but the verbal and emotional abuse left a scar. Staying single had always seemed like the sensible thing to do.

  And, while I didn’t have a traditional relationship with Luke, I very much wanted him in my life, for as long as I could have him.

  Taking a deep breath, I pulled the thong panties up. The front panel was normal enough. It covered all of my pelvis. But the back…every part of my backside was bare.

  I twisted, trying to see myself in the mirror, and then realized I’d kept him waiting long enough.

  I walked back to him with my head held high. Although my natural shyness seemed to amuse him, he’d never asked me to keep my eyes down. I was reserved, but not demure.

  When I reached him, he was still sprawled in the armchair, looking as sexy as hell. He let out a satisfied sigh. “Eden. As always, you are exquisite. I’d planned to have you use your hand to get me off quickly, but that would mean I didn’t fully get to appreciate your body. So, you’re going to use your mouth.”

  My mouth. That meant he was going to put his cock in my mouth.

  He pointed at the bed. “But, I’m not going to have you kneel and suck my cock, that lesson will come later. Lie down.”

  I lay down. His graphic instructions kept my nerves at bay.

  “When I’m ready, you’re going to lie still and open your mouth. I’ll slide my cock in between your lips. But first, I want you to roll over. I need to see your ass in those thongs.”

  With a pounding heart, I rolled over. His hand parted my cheeks, and one finger brushed over my pussy. “Wet. Just the way I like it.” He put his hands on my backside and kneaded my cheeks with his hands. “You have an amazing ass.” He let go. “But that’s not what we’re here for.”

  He nudged my shoulder. “Go ahead and turn back over.”

  I rolled over and his eyes roved over my body. “One day soon I’m going to tie your arms above your head while we do this.”

  Electric sparks coursed through every cell. I’d never thought about being tied up one way or the other. I knew people did it. I’d heard the jokes about handcuffs, and the references to sex dungeons where people spent hours restrained. But, I’d never thought of it in the context of myself. But, if Luke wanted to tie my arms to the bed posts, I’d let him. And, I had a feeling I’d really like it.

  “It looks like that’s something you’d like,” he said. He trailed his finger over my bottom lip. “When you’re turned on, your eyes go half closed, and you part your lips.”

  I blinked up at him.

  “But we’ll save the restraints. Right now you’re going to let me p
ut my cock in your mouth.”

  My nipples formed two tight peaks. My pussy ached. Luke pushed his pants back down, and there his massive cock was again, right in front of my face. “Turn your head to the side.”

  I did, and he pressed his cock to my lips. “Don’t worry about moving.” he said. He rubbed the tip over my lips. “I’m going to tell you exactly what to do. Open.”

  I opened my mouth. He pressed his rigid flesh in. He was inside me, and I loved it. I wanted more. I darted the tip of my tongue out, tasting his flesh.

  He put his hand on my cheek. “I didn’t tell you to move your tongue.”

  Properly scolded, I nodded. I lay perfectly still, and he took his cock in hand, and began to press it in and out of my mouth. He never pushed in very far, but he did pick up a steady rhythm. As he thrust, my lips got a little numb, but I relished the feeling.

  “You’re doing a great job, sweetheart,” he said. “This is what it will be like when I fuck your pussy,” he said. “I’ll push my cock into your body, and you’ll take it.”

  The pet name warmed my chest. I hadn’t known I’d like that either, but I did.

  “Now I need you to spread your legs.”

  I did, keeping them flat on the bed, and he worked his fingers under my panties. He circled my entrance, getting his finger slick from the juices that were already flowing from my pussy.

  “I love how wet you get.” He pressed his finger inside. He pulled it out, then rubbed over my clit. “You’re doing so well.”

  He began to thrust his fingers faster, picking up the pace as his cock moved back and forth between my lips. He groaned, holding onto his cock with his free hand. “I’m close, but I’m not going to come in your mouth today. That will happen later.”

  With a sudden movement, he pulled away, and I glued my eyes to his cock. I’d never seen a man come before, and I watched, transfixed as his cock spurted. His come splashed onto my chest, right on top of my satin bra.

  He panted for a moment, catching his breath, and then he took his hand and rubbed his come all over my chest. I arched my back, desperate to come.