Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
“Is that okay?” I ask, unsure if doggy bags are acceptable for the upper class.
“You can have anything you want.” Jack snaps his fingers and the waiter rushes to our table. He whispers in his ear, and the waiter nods and returns the dessert cart to the kitchen.
“I noticed your choker. Did you buy that today?” He eyes me above the rim of his wine glass.
“Oh, yes, I did. Is it too much? The lady there said this dress needed something shiny to finish the look.”
“It’s not too much, baby girl. It’s just that it’s rhinestones. You should be wearing diamonds.”
“I would never charge something like that on your credit card. That is too much.”
“Then I suppose it’s a good thing I did it for you.” He smiles and pulls a long velvet box from his pocket. He opens it and shows me the diamond tennis bracelet inside. Overwhelmed by his gesture, my eyes fill with tears.
“It’s beautiful. I’ve never owned anything like that,” I choke out.
“Still not as beautiful as you.” He takes the bracelet out of the box and fastens it around my left wrist.
“Thank you. You didn’t need to. This night has already been the most amazing night of my life.”
“The most amazing night…yet. There’s more to come, sweetheart. So much more.”
9
JACK
Jessie seems to be on cloud nine and thoroughly impressed with our little dinner excursion.
Although we can’t keep our hands off each other, we’ve been sleeping in separate beds most nights. That won’t be the case tonight.
We get home and walk through the silent house to the stairs. We arrive outside her bedroom door, and she stops, shifting on her feet and waiting for me to tell her what to do.
I hook a finger under her chin and give her a slow, undemanding kiss. When she starts to clutch my shirtfront and stand on tiptoes, I shake my head, take her hand, and tug her toward my suite. “Tonight, you’re mine, little girl.”
Perhaps the wine has loosened her up a bit but she giggles. “I’m always yours, Daddy.”
Yes, that’s exactly the kind of thing I want to hear.
I open the door for her and lightly kick it closed once she’s stepped inside. She turns to see me standing against the door and raises a brow, “Is something wrong?”
“No, I just want to get another look at you in that dress before I rip it off you.”
There’s no time for her to respond. Two big steps and I have her. I spin her around by her shoulders and bite her lightly as I slide my hands down to paw at her breasts and her waist, pulling her ass against my crotch.
With a moan, she lays her head back on my chest and wraps her arms around my neck as I move my hands up under her dress and rub her damp panties. She’s completely mine to explore and to pleasure. And she’s going to fucking love every minute of it.
I open the zipper on her dress. As it falls to her feet, I unclasp her bra and rip off her panties. When she’s fully, and gloriously, naked in front of me, the beast in me roars.
She gasps as I force her against the wall and kick her legs apart, sticking my fingers inside her and finding her already dripping for me. With her pinned to the wall, I pull out my cock and slide it into her from behind but just so I can have a taste to tide me over until later.
Right now, I want something else. I want to feel her lips around me. It’s awfully hard to pull out of such sheer perfection, but when I do, I turn her around and guide her to her knees.
“I don’t know how to do this, Daddy.”
“I’m going to show you how. Do you want this cock, baby girl?”
“Yes. Oh god, yes.”
I slap my tool against her smooth cheek then slide it across her lips, wetting them with a mixture of our combined juices.
“Open up, baby. I won’t hurt you. I promise.”
She parts her lips and I give her just the head.
“Suck on it.”
She closes her lips around it and does as she’s told.
“Now, use your tongue.”
The feel of her tongue against the tip electrifies me, and I grab her face to prevent her from moving. I begin feeding her one or two inches in slow, deliberate strokes. She’s tense, perhaps worried she’ll choke.
“It feels so good, baby, but I want to give you more.”
On the next stroke, I give her about half my length. When I feel the back of her throat, I hold her there until her gagging reflex relaxes. I let go of her head and say, “Your turn.”
She grips the base of my cock in her tiny hand and moves her mouth up and down the shaft, taking in more with each pass. Sucking my cock is turning her on. I think she enjoys pleasing me, but if she keeps it up, I won’t have the strength to hold back.