Daddy’s Little Pet

ROBERT

I slid unapologetically inside Renee, pushing myself into the heated core of her pussy. Each thrust felt like heaven and better than the last.

With her hands splayed across the office desk and her back to me, she looked so fucking stunning from behind. Like every man’s wet and erotic fantasy rolled into one breathtaking package.

Her strawberry blonde hair fell down her back in an elegant silk curtain brushing against her bare shoulders, and her skin shined with a healthy glow as her peach-shaped ass swayed in time with my thrusts.

“Oh, Robert…” As I pushed deeper into her, she moaned, and the sound of my name on her lips made me shiver. The sweet, soft-spoken word, said so sensually, made my chest ache, and my pulsing dick twitched even more.

“Yes, baby girl?”

“Fuck me… fuck me harder, Robert.”

“Oh really?” I asked, abruptly slowing my pace. She let out a muffled whimper of disappointment as I pulled out from inside her hot, wet folds.

She craned her neck such that her dark brown eyes stared back at me. I watched desire and want burn in the dark depths.

“What are you doing?” She asked impatiently, arching her hip and grinding on my freed cock. “Why did you-”

Not letting her finish, I slammed back into her with such force the desk beneath us shook, and she yelled out in despair.

“Robert!”

“It’s Daddy to you.” I growled, digging my fingers painfully into the skin of her thighs.

“It’s…”

Thrust.

“Daddy…”

Thrust.

“To…You!”

Thrust.

“Now say it!”

“Yes, Daddy!” She wailed, her voice breaking in pleasured pain.

She arched her hips, meeting me thrust for thrust. She continued screaming. Her cries were shrill and desperate-sounds I felt deep in my soul.

“Fuck me harder, Daddy. Harder and faster.” She urged, yelling. And I did as she requested.

Increasing my pace, I drove into her with an animal fierceness that shook even me. I fucked her with the passion of a beast, and my left hand went to her bare ass cheek. I slapped it so hard, leaving red welt marks on the soft white flesh.

“Arghhhh, Ro… Daddy!” Renee screamed her pleasure, and my eyes screwed shut; I fought the urge to release inside her while I rammed her folds.

Her sweet little pussy clamping around my cock, she screamed and sobbed out her orgasmic bliss in such a way that I knew it wouldn’t take long for her to come.

“Fuck!” I cursed, my fingers snaking between her legs as I searched for her clit.

Her sweet heat pulsed under my touch, and the smell of her arousal filled my nose as I quickly found the small, engorged bud. With my fingers circling it gently, I massaged the wet sensitive flesh and stroked it faster until her climax finally came.

Wet spurts gushed and exploded around my fingers as her body shuddered uncontrollably from her release, sending ripples across my cock’s length.

Her muscles tensed around my cock, pulling and squeezing with each convulsive jerk of her body. Gasping, Renee threw her head backward and cried out loud.

“Daddy. Oh, please…” Her words slurred together, and her eyes fluttered shut as her breathing became steady.

“Fuck! Renee…” I grunted and gritted my teeth, struggling to hold on a little longer.

The desire to explode and pour my seed into her grew more potent and built higher like a crescendo.

“You’re so fucking tight. So fucking mine!” I growled once more as I pumped hard and fast into her tight channel, jackhammering toward a desperate climax-my sixth sense instantly leaving me.

“I… Robert, you’re going to come soon, and…”

“Yes… yes, baby girl. That’s right. Arghhhhh.”

“Remember to pull out.”

“Oh, that?” I said sarcastically, grunting.

“Yes. That!” She exclaimed, gasping. “Robert, pull out. Pull out before… before…”

“I don’t want to pull out, Renee. You feel so good right now. I want to come… in you.”

“But you promised.” She half-yelled, her body twisting. She tried to turn around to face me, but she failed miserably as my hands were wrapped tightly around her thighs, holding her in place.

“I know. Fuck, I did promise. But you’re so tight. I don’t want to pull out.”

“No, Robert!”

“You’ll take some protection pills, Renee. Either when you get home, or I can have someone get them for after we finish.”

“It’s better you-” She started to say something, but I cut her off by placing my still-wet, dripping fingers in her mouth. “Mmmm…” She moaned in delight for a split second, tasting the salty juices of our coupling.”You… you know this isn’t what I want, right?” She asked, her voice muffled.

“I’m sorry, baby girl. I can’t stop. Fuck!” I grunted hoarsely, and at the same time, my pulsing cock gushed inside her, releasing stream after stream of cum.

God! This felt so good-the best feeling in the world. As I rode off my wave of ecstasy, a shudder went through my entire body.

No one-nothing-compared to how I felt when I was with Renee. Not my previous sexcapades and flings with other women. None of them elicited such sensations from me. None at all.

And now, as her sweet little body trembled beneath mine, her breath coming in short, sharp breaths, I knew without a doubt that she was mine forever.

I belonged here. With her. In her. And God… what would it be like to spend every day of my life making love to my perfect woman?

Oh, what it would be like to watch her smile, laugh, cry, and moan as I gradually coaxed pleasure from her. Every time, everywhere, in every place. Oh, fuck! Renee was my drug. A crack I couldn’t get enough of. She was everything and more.

So I made an oath to myself.

Coming down from my sex-infused high, I muttered silently, “Renee Michael… I adore you-more than anything in the entire damn world. I love you more than life itself, and I won’t stop until I have you forever. I’m not going to stop until I marry you. Not until I have you exactly where I want you. This, I promise.”

A smile curved on my lips as I kissed the side of her neck. Pulling back, I let my dick fall limply out from between her slick folds.

Collapsing onto the chair behind me, I heaved slowly, my gaze intently watching Renee, wondering what she’d do next, as silence befell us.

I stared at her immobile body, her pearly ass still facing me. Her skin was flushed and hot, and her hair, now matted with sweat, had some strands stuck to the side of her face as she trembled.

Slowly, she turned to face me, and the tension in the room rose to new heights as our gazes locked.

“Renee-” I began to say something, hoping to diffuse the brewing after angry sex awkwardness, but she beat me to it.

“Don’t!” That was all she said before picking up her clothes, strewn about haphazardly. “Does this office have a restroom?”

“You can clean up in front of me, Renee. There’s nothing to hide.” I smirked, and she shot me a glare.

“Fine.” I huffed. “Of course, my office has an en-suite restroom. Just by your right.” I nodded my head toward a door situated next to the window.

“Great.” She scoffed, walking away, and once again, I watched, astounded, as her lithe, sexy half-naked body moved gracefully around the large office.

Her breasts bounced, and her bottom sensuously swayed. Every move she made appeared deliberate and oh-so-sexy.

Renee walked as if she owned the world-the entire office, the air around her, and even the floor beneath her feet. Like a predator stalking its prey-she was my prey-and I couldn’t take my gaze away from her.

Not until she finally disappeared into the bathroom did I relax slightly.

Taking a deep breath, I stood up and arranged myself. Zipping up, I grabbed my clothes and put on my dress shirt and suit jacket.

No sooner had I finished did Renee walk out of the bathroom, looking so out of place but still beautiful in her baggy clothes. For a second, the look had me gurgling back fits of laughter.

“What?” She asked, her dark brow furrowed.

I laughed and shook my head. “Nothing. You’re leaving? Aren’t you hungry?”

“Excuse me?” She blinked, her lips curling dangerously.

“Yeah. Let’s have lunch together. After what we just did, we both need some food and-”

“I’m leaving, Robert.” She interjected, cutting me off as she continued. “Right now!”

“Why so soon?”

“My pills! I need to go home and take them.”

“Chill. What’s the rush? It’s not like I have an STD or something. Renee, I’m clean. Every month, I check myself and-”

“That’s not the issue. Stop acting as if you don’t understand why I’m being this way.”

“What? Please… enlighten me. I honestly have no idea.” I said flatly, and the frown on her face deepened.

“I don’t want your cum in me.” She blurted out. “To be frank, I don’t want to get pregnant. There. You have it.”

“Oh…” I replied softly, a little stunned by the revelation.

I knew she’d try to be cautious about getting pregnant, but hearing her say it out loud, without remorse, hurt. So, so bad. Like a stab to the chest.

Renee didn’t want to carry my child. She didn’t want anything to bind her to me indefinitely. She didn’t…Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Oh, come on, man. You’re overthinking things. She’s being cautious, as you said earlier. My inner voice mocked me, and while he wasn’t entirely wrong, her blatant declaration still stung.

The prospect of a future with Renee made me happy. It gave me so much hope; I’d imagined it a million times.

Even now, as she stood a few feet away, I was picturing her pregnant and waddling around with a swollen belly.

The image made me smile. I wondered if she’d have a baby girl first. A chubby minion who’d look exactly like her. Or would she have a baby boy? I-”

“Robert? Did you hear me?”

“Um, yes…” As I snapped out of my thoughts, I asked, “You still want to leave right now?”

“Yes.”

“All right. I’ll drive you home.” I stated flatly, reaching for my cell phone on the desk.

“Stay. I can go home myself. Just so you know-what happened between us earlier…” She trailed off, nervously averting my gaze as she spoke. “It won’t happen again. I haven’t forgiven you, nor will I. As for the restaurant, I’m still thinking about it.”

I laughed softly. “Whatever you decide, Renee, I won’t argue with you. I still have you under my thumb, and that’s more than enough for me.”

“Under your thumb?” She snorted in amusement. “I’ve never been under anyone’s thumb, let alone yours.”

“Whatever you say. You’re not leaving my office alone, though. I’m taking you home.” I finished curtly, my tone soft but firm.

“No, I-” She began, but I ignored her, and swiping at my cell phone, I quickly called my secretary.

Picking on the first ring, her smooth voice soon came through. “Good day, Mr. Clarke.”

“I’m leaving the office. Cancel all my appointments for the day, and instruct my driver to bring the jeep out front. I’ll drive myself, and he should as well-”

“Out front? Do you mean in front of the building?”

“Yes. Is that a problem?”

“Um… I… yes, sir.” She stammered.

I asked, “What is the issue?”

“Journalists, and reporters, and…”

“The paparazzi?”

“Yes. They’re camped outside the building, sir. I’m not sure who told them of Miss Renee’s arrival, but they keep asking about her. All the security efforts in keeping them at bay seem futile.”

“Shit!” I hissed, slamming my fist on my desk in frustration. Renee gasped.

“Is everything okay?” She asked, worry in her voice. I raised my finger, asking that she remain silent. Then I gave out some orders to my secretary before ending the call.

“They’re here. The damned paparazzi.”

“Wait a minute, what? Oh my God. Shit! Shit!” Renee cursed, then asked, “How did they get here? How did they even see me, despite my disguise and….”

“One of my employees must have tipped them-the sleaze. The things humans do for money. Oh, I’m so going to deal with them when I get back.”

“Fuck! I shouldn’t have come. I had a feeling something like this would happen, and-” She was about to start a panicked rant, so I gently interrupted her.

“Easy there, baby girl. Easy. If anything, I’m glad you came. I got to spend some time with you, despite how we started on the wrong foot.” I winked, and when I saw her eyes roll at me, I gave her a cheeky smile.

“You’re insufferable. And annoying.”

My grin widened, and I took a step closer to her. “I know. And you know it too. I’m an annoying, persistent jerk. That’s why I won’t let you off the hook so easily. I won’t let you go. I’ll keep pushing and fighting for our love till the end.”

“Oh, please…” She scoffed, rolling her eyes, and looking away, biting her bottom lip so my half-erect dick twitched in my suit pants.

Oh well… The fucking effect this woman had on me.

I shook my head, trying to gather my thoughts, “About the paparazzi. Don’t panic. We’ll sort it out.”

“We? Do you mean you and me?

“Yeah. Us.”

“How? We have no choice but to stay here office all day until they go. Those attention seekers won’t leave until they bombard us with questions.”

“Even though staying in the office until dusk sounds appealing, I say we give them what they want.”

“And that is?”

“A good show. We’re going to meet them and stand tall.”

“Are you serious right now? Do you realize how insane that sounds?”

“I don’t mind. You want to go home, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Then this is your only option.”

“I… Us being pictured together isn’t a good thing, Robert. You can’t possibly mean….” She paused the second she felt my hands on her wrist. I pulled her toward me, moving straight to the door.

“Robert, please let me go!” She yelled angrily, attempting to break free from my grip. But I held firm.

As we walked out of my office and into the main hallway of the building, I noticed the curious stares and amused expressions of my employees when their gazes diverted to a still struggling Renee. My girl’s eyes narrowed in anger. Her cheeks flushed red, and her lips curled in frustration.

From the transparent glass doors, I spotted a swarm of reporters camped outside. The sight of them triggered a surge of rage within me. I suppressed it by gently gritting my teeth.

“This is not a good idea, Robert. We should return…” Renee muttered, her voice shaking, but I ignored her.

Pushing the door and striding toward them confidently, I held Renee close to me protectively while glaring furiously and threateningly.

My glare did not deter them though, and they pounced on us- flashing their cameras and asking questions.

“Are you back together with Miss Micheal, Mr. Clarke?”

“Are you still involved with your son’s girlfriend?”

“Is it true you’ll be marrying her soon?”

“What about your ex-wife? Is it true that you severed all ties with your child’s mother because of Miss Micheal?”

I resisted the urge to respond as best as I could. Squeezing Renee’s wrist, I shot her a reassuring look, telling her I got this under control.

I was making headway, and with the arrival of my hefty personal guards, the reporters began backing away, intimidated.

With the reporters dispersing, I glanced at Renee and saw a look of relief flash across her face, though beads of nervous sweat glistened all over her.

“I told you I’d handle this. I wanted to give them a show and kiss you while they clicked away, but-”

“But, thankfully, you didn’t.” She cut me off harshly, and I grinned.

“How about we get you home now?” I asked softly, drawing her closer, my arms around her waist. This time she didn’t push me away.

Instead, she snuggled deeper into my embrace, and the reciprocating gesture warmed my heart. This was so surreal. So strange. But I loved it.

Her body felt warm to my touch.

Pressing my lips softly to the side of her forehead, I began leading her toward my sleek black SUV parked nearby.