Daddy's little Slut (18+)

Little Tease

Sébastien’s Pov

Morning light came through the tall windows of the penthouse. I had slept only a few hours on the couch near Federica’s door. My body still remembered the feel of her mouth and the way she had looked up at me with those glassy eyes. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her on her knees. The memory made my c**k twitch even now.

I stood up, adjusted my clothes, and walked toward the kitchen. Richard Smith was already there, dressed in a dark suit, holding a cup of coffee. He looked tired but sharp as always.

“Laris,” he said, nodding at me. “How are things?”

I kept my face calm. “Under control, Mr. Smith. No movement from the Unix family last night. The extra men are in place around the building and near the university. Different routes will be used today.”

Richard studied me for a moment. His eyes were serious. “And Federica? How is she handling the tighter security?”

I thought of her soft moans, the way she had asked to suck me, the deep kiss that followed. I pushed the images down hard so they would not show on my face.

“She’s adjusting,” I answered carefully. “Still frustrated at times, but she understands the danger is real. She knows why the rules are strict.”

He gave a short nod and took a sip of his coffee. “Good. Keep her safe. That’s all that matters. No mistakes.”

“I will,” I said. “You have my word.”

Richard looked at me a second longer, as if checking that I truly meant it, then nodded again. “I’ll be in meetings most of the day. Call me if anything changes.”

“Yes, sir.”

A few minutes later Federica came out of her room. She wore a simple white blouse and a dark skirt that stopped just above her knees — appropriate for medical school, but still enough to make my eyes linger for a second too long. The fabric of the blouse was soft and light. When our eyes met, a soft pink color rose on her cheeks. She looked away first, biting her lip a little.

“Ready?” I asked, keeping my voice even.

She nodded and adjusted the strap of her bag. “Yes. I’m ready.”

We took the elevator down in silence. The space felt smaller than usual with both of us inside. I stood a step behind her, close enough to protect her, but not so close that it looked wrong. In the underground garage I opened the passenger door of the black SUV for her. As she slid in, her skirt rode up a little on her thighs. I forced my eyes forward and closed the door carefully.

The drive to campus started quiet. I checked the mirrors often, changing lanes and taking a longer route than usual. Federica sat with her bag on her lap, looking out the window. Her hands rested quietly on the bag. After a few minutes, she spoke.

“You look tired,” she said softly.

“I slept enough.”

She turned toward me, a small, teasing smile on her lips. “Did you? Or were you thinking about last night?”

My hands tightened on the steering wheel. I kept my eyes on the road. “Federica.”

“What?” she asked, her voice light and playful. “I’m just asking. You seemed to enjoy yourself when I was on my knees. Especially when you grabbed my hair and—”

“Enough.” My voice came out lower than I intended. “We’re not talking about that while I’m driving you to school.”

She leaned a little closer, still smiling. Her shoulder almost touched mine. “Why not? Are you embarrassed, Sébastien? Or are you hard again just from remembering?”

I glanced at her quickly. The teasing look in her eyes made heat rise in my chest. This girl was dangerous in a completely different way from the Unix family. She knew exactly what she was doing.

“Behave,” I said firmly. “Or I’ll pull this car over and remind you exactly what happens when you push me.”

Instead of looking scared, her smile widened. She bit her lower lip and sat back in her seat, but the playful light stayed in her eyes. She tilted her head a little, watching me.

“Yes, Sir,” she said softly, almost like a test. The words hung in the air between us.

I exhaled slowly through my nose and focused on the road again. My pulse was faster than it should have been. The rest of the drive felt longer than usual. Every time she shifted in her seat or glanced at me from the corner of her eye, my body reacted. I kept my focus on the road and the mirrors, scanning for anything unusual, but part of my mind stayed on the girl beside me — the same girl who had swallowed my c*m last night and now sat teasing me like she hadn’t been over my knee hours before.

She stayed quiet for a few minutes, then spoke again, her voice softer this time.

“I meant what I said last night,” she murmured. “I liked it. All of it.”

I did not answer right away. I checked the side mirror, then the rearview. “We’ll talk later. Not now.”

She nodded slowly, but the small smile did not leave her face. “Okay. Later then.”

When we finally reached the university, I parked near the medical building and scanned the area carefully before getting out. I opened her door and stayed close as she stepped onto the sidewalk. Students walked past in groups, laughing and talking, but I kept my eyes moving, watching every face and every car.

“I’ll be nearby the whole time,” I told her. “Don’t go anywhere alone. If you need to leave a classroom or change buildings, you message me first.”

Federica looked up at me, her teasing smile softer now. There was something warmer in her eyes. “I know. You’ll be watching.”

She adjusted her bag on her shoulder. For a second she looked like she wanted to say something more, but then she simply nodded. “I’ll be careful.”

She walked toward the building, hips swaying just a little more than necessary. I watched until she disappeared inside, then leaned against the side of the SUV and let out a long breath. My hands still felt the memory of her skin. My mind still heard the soft way she had said “Yes, Sir.”

Last night had changed everything.

And from the way she had teased me this morning, Federica knew it too.