Yes Daddy, I Do (R18)

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"Welcome to Vance Industries, Mr Nathaniel Vance's office, Stefanie Miller, how can I help you?" begins the woman on the other line, showing how seriously she takes her job.

"Could I perhaps have a word with Mr. Vance?" I say, biting my bottom lip nervously. "Do you have an appointment with Mr. Vance?" Mrs. Miller asks me politely. "No, but-", "Then I can't put you through. Good-", "But I have to talk to him. Tell him it's me and he'll take the time, please." I say strict and try not to burst with impatience.

She's just doing her job and following orders given to her.

"What was the name again?", "Sophia Hamilton.", I answer, running my fingers through my hair and drawing circles on the paper with one of my pencils.

"I'll put you through, Mrs Hamilton," she replies shortly after, and I take a deep breath before I practically feel him take the line.

"Hello, Sophia." He starts and I get goosebumps everywhere from the deep bass.

"Hi, um - I have to cancel today's meeting," I mumble, shifting in my chair nervously.

"Why?"

His voice allows only one explicit reason for the cancellation and I try to pull something useful out of my sleeve, but fail miserably.

"I can't do this," I answer with the pure truth.

"What can't you, Sophia?" he replies and I hear him get up.

"What we have - that's not possible. We don't even have anything. I don't even know whether I should call you by name or by name.", I answer totally confused and consider whether I should repeat myself.

"You can call me Nate, Sophia. I want you to call me that. And what's not yet can be. What's really got your head spinning?" he asks, and I swallow hard.

He reads me like an open book while I'm still trying to figure out if I should be afraid of him.

"Mrs Vance saw me get out of your car and-" "My mother has no right to dictate your private life. She shouldn't care who you're dating," he interrupts me harshly, and I hear the pingdes elevator.

"Unless it's her son. N-Nate, I don't want to make a fuss. You're almost six years older than me and I'm not your type," I say, sighing loudly as the words leave my lips. "Let's end this before anyone finds out," I continue thoughtfully.

"I'll be in your office in five minutes.", he just answers and suddenly hangs up. I stare at my phone like it can tell me what the hell just happened.

I'm talking about not drawing attention to us, and he's making his way to my office. This man has complete roof damage but I can't deny that I'm looking forward to seeing him.

Really only five minutes later, I watch as Nathaniel Vance in his black suit walks towards me like a panther. Pure elegance, dominance and authority characterize his gait and the corresponding attitude of a warrior.

My blood immediately starts to boil and I pull my dress down slightly as he opens the door of my office, just walks in and walks towards me.

Just as I'm about to speak, he hits a button on my keyboard, which turns the glass walls to opaque glass, making us invisible to outsiders.

Before I can even begin to question how he knows such a feature exists, he picks me up by my thighs and sits me on my desk before stepping into my crotch and bowing his head with a groan.

His tongue runs over my lower lip first before he thrusts it into my mouth and begins to f**k me leisurely. I gasp into his mouth, clawing at his arm as he presses his rock-hard erection against my midsection, allowing the zipper to apply perfect pressure to my throbbing c**t.

Its delicious taste wets my tongue and intoxicates me. I suck on his full bottom lip with relish, tangle my hands in his long blond hair before gyrating my hips.

My vision blurs as his hands slide restlessly over my body.

The kiss grows hotter and I can feel his c**k seeming to get harder and harder and I moan loudly at the thought of holding his powerful erection in my hands.

My hands slide to his crotch and I start massaging his large p***s.

"Okay, that's enough." He gasps loudly and pulls away from me. His lips are red and swollen, look like mine feel.

"I'll see you at eight, Sophia," he says, kissing me again addictively, but not giving me a chance to elaborate. His hand slides under my dress to my white lace panties and he pulls them down on both sides with total skill. His green crystals focus me, seem to undress me and make this act even more intimate than it already is.

"I'm keeping this until we meet again," he whispers in my ear and kisses the spot between my neck and shoulder before turning away from me and exiting my office just as stormily as he entered.

As I sit down in my chair, I realize how wet I've gotten again, but with that passionate kiss, no one else would. The feel of his full, soft lips on mine is unique and I can still taste his uniquely delicious taste while even his smell seems to linger all over my body. I've fallen for this man and I know that I would stand against the whole world for a kiss from him. Whether I like it is another question, to which I can only answer with a negative positive answer.

I arrive at my apartment after a great meal with my sister, see the text from Kate that she is meeting her cousin at a club and slide my eyes to the clock.

It's 7:45pm and I can't wait to see him again. I've been thinking about him all day and contemplating m**********g, but I still want him to touch me, so I decided against it.

I kept thinking about whether I really wanted to do something with him, with a man I hardly know but who has already brought me to orgasm and more than lives up to the name of the s*x god Adonis.

I've only known Nate for two days and he's already causing me so much trouble. Just thinking about him drives me crazy.

As I think about what to wear, it suddenly occurs to me that I don't even know where we're going.

I'll just wear something that will go with any location.

Fifteen minutes later I'm standing contentedly in front of my mirror and just as I'm pulling my hair out of my bun, the doorbell rings.

My heart stops for a moment, only to beat twice as fast the next. I can feel my pulse racing faster and the tugging in my loins already beginning.

I take a deep breath before opening the door and seeing a work of art in the shape of a man.

His hair is back in a bun and the first few buttons of the shirt beneath his jacket are unbuttoned, giving me a glimpse of his tanned skin.

"Hello, Sophia." He begins and I immediately look into his eyes, wanting to avoid him having to order me again.

"Hi. Come on in," I reply, trying to come across as easygoing as he does, but it's a masterpiece.

"You look great, but I haven't been able to stop imagining what you look like naked for hours," he says hoarsely, stepping right in front of me so we're almost touching.

I can feel the adrenaline rushing through my veins and before I realize what I'm saying, the words have already crossed my lips.

"I can undress if you want," I say, my voice dripping with excitement and desire for this hot man.

"Do youwantit?" he asks, looking into my eyes.

"I want to please you, Nate. I want to please you," I say with a brutal sincerity in my voice. It's true. Making this man c*m is something I would never forget in my whole life.

"Then I'd like to see what's hidden under that fabric.", he replies and I just nod before offering him the couch, but he sits down on the bar stool.

My fingers are trembling and my whole body is covered with goosebumps as I slowly pull the black top off my body.

Nate's gaze is greedy and restless on me. My breasts are held in a lace bra that looks sexy but still very elegant.

I like it far too much as the s*x god's green crystals glide over my body. So full of passion and desire.

"You are so beautiful." He breathes and pulls me closer to him.

I release his large hand and undo my pants before very slowly pulling them down my legs and throwing them away. It's a simple pair of black panties, but it goes perfectly with the daring top.

I look into his eyes again and notice how his mask slowly threatens to disintegrate. It's hard for him to hold back and I love the feeling I get just knowing I'm arousing him too. Maybe not as much as he did me but still.

"I want to f**k you, Sophia. I want to lose myself in your little p***y and take you so often until you can't even stand up straight anymore.", he breathes into my ear while his big hand caresses my bare bottom and me in another world catapulted.

"But I have a few rules, because you know, if there's one thing I hate in this world, it's not having control over something or someone," he continues, looking serious into my eyes again.

His words excite me so much that my stomach twists and my crotch begins to tighten again.

I knew from the start that Nate needs his power and dominance as much as he needs air to breathe. Still, I was hoping it wouldn't be something like Shades of Gray because I'm not really good with pain.

"Want to hear the rules?"

I can read in his eyes that he wants a loud answer and it scares me that I can.

"Yes, I do." I answer and swallow hard.

I watch Nate lick his thumb and then bury his hand under the fabric of my right breast. The wetness on his finger makes my already tiny bud shrink even further and he begins to gently roll it between his thumb and forefinger; pulls here and there because he knows how to torment me.

"I want you to call me Daddy when it comes to s*x. You are my kitten. I will protect you and take care of you, but if you contradict me I will punish you and sometimes even the cutest cunt has to I won't push you beyond your limits, but we need to find out together where those limits are that we can't cross, okay?", "Okay." I say nervously, feeling fear flooding through my body when his words come in full.

I don't think Nate will beat me black and blue, but he'll probably spank me.

Am I f****d up if I'm already looking forward to it?

"You still need your safeword because I will only stop if you say that word, kitten. If you stop or stop, I will not stop what I am doing. You have time to make up a word and when it comes time , you're going to scream it.", he whispers to me, now massaging my buttocks with both hands.

"Do you have any questions? Feel free to ask me because you are something very precious to me from now on and I don't want misunderstandings to ruin our bond." Nate says, letting me feel the s****l tension slowly fading out of the air and I also notice how I can breathe again.

"Will I just be your s*x toy? Or will we also show ourselves in public? We can also remain secret, but I don't want to be used as a s****l object for your desires.", I say and look at him, finally trusting him to touch. My hands travel down his neck to his bearded chin and gorgeous cheekbones.

"You're mine from now on, kitten," he replies, answering my question perfectly.

Even if I get lost in something, I'll probably regret not doing it more than I will after it all happened. I want this man, and calling him my daddy is a small price to pay for what I'm about to get: this man's lust.

"You're all mine and only belong to me, aren't you, kitten?" "Yes, daddy, I am." I breathe, joining our lips.

I'm not sure if I'll fall in love with him, but I already know I'll be addicted to him like a drug addict is addicted to his stuff and I can't explain how excited I am for that feeling.