Yes Daddy, I Do (R18)

9

I arrive home the next day after work and to my amazement I see my little brother in my kitchen.

Roven and I have always had a strong bond, just because of the mum thing, but also because we grew up together. While Flora was always at boarding school for four years, we spent the time with stepmothers and nannies, which in the end wasn't exactly bad either.

His brown eyes shine at me and his six feet tall towers over me as he stands up to hug me.

"I wasn't expecting you here, Hollywood. I thought you wouldn't be here until next week." I say laughing and break away from him to kiss Kate on the cheek.

"Dad said you needed a companion for the Hilltons event, that's why I came early. And because I've missed you terribly, Bambi," he replies, wrapping his arms around me again.

"Me too, big one, but I already have a companion," I say and sit down in front of him, enjoying the sight of him and feeling how much I apparently missed him.

Roven may only be 20, but he's already traveling the world with my dad. He wants to see everything before he commits and it can happen that we don't see each other for months.

"Oh really? Who is it?" Roven asks skeptically and looks at me in surprise.

Even my little brother knows that I've never had any luck with men and is accordingly cautious and suspicious.

"Nathaniel Vance," I reply, tying my hair in a bun.

"Vance, the name sounds so familiar to me. What does he do?" he asks, seeming to think even less of him now.

"Wait, isn't he this real estate monster, with the thousands of hotels and all the shops?? He's the man of our society and you are his companion on such a special event?" My brother's voice now sounds and slightly disappointed I put him down head askew.

"Am I that bad?" I ask with a sigh, popping a candy bar in my mouth.

"No, Bambi, you're perfect. But he's already very old and married, as far as I know."

I throw my arms in the air and sigh loudly. For my family, people over 25 are ancient anyway and it's a habit we all inherited from our father.

"He's 27 and he's divorcing his wife," I mutter angrily.

"I'm just saying. He's like - like one of Dad's business colleagues and you're so yourself. You're Bambi and he's the mammoth from Ice Age." Roven says with a shrug and finishes his coffee.

Kate's silence reverberates, conveying her wordless agreement with Roven, and that infuriates me even more.

"Nate isn't what everyone thinks. I'm 22 years old and I don't have to answer to anyone. I'll take him there and I'll enjoy it." I hiss at them both angrily before disappearing into my room.

I flop onto my bed with a sigh and stare at the ceiling just to clear my head.

Everyone immediately judges Nate and thinks he's an arrogant businessman when he's so much more. When he drove me home yesterday, he spent the entire drive quoting Shakespear and philosophizing with me, which made him a thousand times hotter. He is caring and actually has a warm heart, but the power he possesses combined with the authority and dominance he exudes makes him cold. That doesn't mean I'm any less addicted to him, it just fuels the sexually fueled flame between us.

Glancing at my phone, I see Nate's name and a message that delights me as if he had sent me a long paragraph.

I can't wait to see my butterfly in a beautiful designer dress...

I sigh loudly, clutching my phone to my chest in a total crush, and give a small giggle before answering.

It's just a shame that I didn't get a designer dress anymore. But I hope I'll turn your head just like that in a Tommy Hilfiger dress.

Seconds later, an answer comes immediately and reading it takes my breath away.

John has just dropped off a package that the porter will bring up for you. I hope you like it and I know it wouldn't look half as good on anyone as it will on you. See you at 7 kittens.

Just as I open the door, I see Kate accepting a package from our porter Giulio and give a short screech of joy.

"That's mine!" I shout happily and take the golden package from my girlfriend.

"He sent you a Vera Wang dress?" Kate asks incredulously, staring at the package just like me.

I pull out the dress and all the air escapes from my lungs. The dress is probably a one-off and must be worth a small fortune. I take it out and realize how I've already fallen in love. I probably would have picked the exact same dress and am grateful that Nate has such great taste.

"Let's just hope the guy is as good as his taste in women's clothing." Roven only murmurs.

I don't want everyone to like Nate, but it's more than important to me that he gets along well with Roven, because if I don't get my brother's blessing, I don't know how long Nate and I will last .

I let my hair fall down my back in long curls and laughingly thank my makeup artist before exiting my room in the incredible dress.

I bump into Kate looking stunning in her red dress and Roven wearing the tuxedo as it should be worn. Full of elegance and grace, the two stand in front of me and look at me with wide eyes.

"You look stunning, Bambi," says Roven, totally excited, turning me once.

"I would change shores for you, darling, you just look like a princess." Kate says and I hug her laughing, thank them both and just as I'm reaching for my coat, the doorbell rings.

My whole body is reacting to it, and somehow I feel it's Nate. I feel the longing rise in me and try to run to the door in my high heels as quickly as possible, but my little brother beats me to it.

Striking the sight of Nate makes me convulse and my throat goes dry. The combination of his artwork in the form of an existence and a tailored tuxedo makes me instantly wet. He looks like he's been photomontaged and just how his hair is tied back seems a wonder in itself.

I make eye contact, but by then he's already started a conversation with Roven and I'm watching how he behaves towards my brother. Roven seems relaxed and introduces himself politely. Kate appears next to him and he introduces her as well before I promise Roven a dance and they both leave the apartment.

I can almost feel Nate's eyes eating me alive as he comes at me like a panther. He puts his hands on my waist and I sigh at the physical contact that still gives me goosebumps despite the transparent fabric.

"There are no words for your beauty, Sophia. I'm probably the happiest man who's ever lived because you're mine," he whispers, as if telling me a secret. I put my hand on his cheek and run my finger over his full lips.

"Are you wearing underwear?" Nate asks, gently nudging under the fly of my dress. When he finds no fabric between my legs, we groan at the same time.

"You're a bad girl, kitten. What should I do with you?" he asks, gently massaging my c**t.

I bite my lip, lightly scratching his neck and kissing him with a sigh.

"I'm going to spank your ass today and then I'm going to f**k you, kitten. Do you want to be f****d by me?", "Only by you, daddy." I whisper, boldly sliding my hands to his crotch and swallowing hard , as I start massaging his c**k.

"Let's get this event over with and then nothing can stop me from shagging you." Nate murmurs in my ear, grabbing my hand before we leave the apartment together and drive to the gala.