Daddy And Alpha

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen: And he reacts accordingly

I blinked my eyes several times and scratched the top of my lip without looking directly at him. There was much more comfort in staring at the Persian tribal rug that decorated the right half of his office floor than to actually face him.

Rotten?

Was that the appropriate word? I did not really think so.

Maybe I came on a bit strong, said things I would never say and did things I would never do if my common sense and ability to be nervous had not been clouded by the drinks I had gulped down way too fast.

"Look at me when I am talking to you." He demanded with a monotone and calm voice. How could he be so comfortable with taunting me right now?

"Sorry." I swerved my hair to the side and revealed my most-likely red face to him as I followed his order.

"I asked you a question. Do you have an explanation for how you were acting?" He questioned and I gulped, not the slightest equipped with an answer to rectify whatever bad impression he was having of me right now or even the courage to tell the truth.

The truth that he was just a f*****g hot man and I was hoping he would let me shove his d**k up my thorat and lick it clean after he explodes in my mouth.

His palm banged against the desk and I jumped in my seat, my thoughts leaving as I was brought back to reality.

"It's just...I have no idea what came over me." My words came out surprisingly unruffled as I shrugged my shoulders and made dramatic gestures with my hands to sell him the idea of this huge lie.

"Interesting excuse. Do you refer to the part where you rear-ended a perfectly parked car or you mean to discuss what your intentions were when you barged into my house uninvited?"

He gazed at me with unblinking eyes that bore accusation. As hard as I tried to gauge his mood and just what it was that could be going through his head, it was impossible. The man was harder to read than my school textbooks. How the f**k was I supposed to know just how much he minded me throwing myslef at him?

I mean, he didn't seem too eager to fight me off when I kissed him, and he suddenly got the urge to blow off some load after I practically begged him to f**k me on his guest bed. That was no coincidence I tell you. I was not buying the lack of desire that he wanted to display. If he absolutely had zero interest in me, he would have pushed me away the first opportunity he got.

"I-I I cannot begin to explain. Please forgive me, Alpha. It was all a stupid mistake motivated by intoxication." I watched as he chuckled slightly, degrading my response as his head shook in disapproval.

He pushed his chair back before resting his palms on his desk and lifting his body so he was standing. My neck intuitively tilted my head so my eyes were at his face.

He walked around the front of his desk, kept in his tracks all the way till he was behind my seat. Not knowing what he was up to behind me was nerve wracking but I could not dare to turn around and have his accusing stares to deal with again.

"All a stupid mistake?" His hands rested on the back of the chair, just above my shoulders.

"I happen to think you had clear intentions when you decided to walk into my house and come at me, Kacey."

Oh f**k! He was telling the truth, but how could I even agree to that?

"What were you hoping to get from me last night, Kacey?" He continued to torture me with his questions and I watched as my chest heaved and my breaths began to hitch. What on earth was I supposed to say?

I cleared my throat before shifting in discomfort in the chair.

"I- uhmmm.. I. Nothing!" That was all I could get out. Why couldn't I just say it? I was hoping you would carry me upstairs, throw me on that bed and pin me against a wall before mercilessly shoving your p***s in me!

I wished I could tell him all the dirty thoughts going through my head but of course, it was typical of me to lose all my confidence around him.

"Nothing huh? We will get back to that shortly and maybe then you can tell me the truth." His footsteps sounded against the floor as he left the back of my chair and took a seat on the edge of his desk, facing me.

"But before we get there, I will give you a chance to decide. What punishment do you deem fitting for your mishaps?"

The way he quoted "mishaps" with his fingers made me nervous. How could I know he was actually being serious?

"I am willing to do anything to avoid a heavy sentencing, alpha. I will even clean your house if you let me." I pleaded. Cleaning his huge house sounded better than anything else I knew he could choose for me so as much as I rarely cleaned my own room, I was willing and ready to be his temporary maid.

"Is that what you want?" He threw me a smirk before standing on his feet.

"Why don't you start right now and clean this office?"

My eyebrows furrowed in shock as my head turned to look around me. It did not look like any cleaning was needed in here, unless he had a better definition of what clean meant.

"You can start by bringing those documents over here."

I guess he noticed my confusion on where to begin with the cleaning. He pointed to a bookshelf he had to the left of his door and I caught sight of the stacked papers at the very bottom.

Well I'm confused...what does disturbing perfectly packed documents have anything to do with cleaning? I hope he does not expect me to rearrange everything in this room, that is not what I had in mind when I offered to clean.

Without questioning him, I stood up and went straight to the tall structure that had to contain at least ninety percent of books he had never read or would even take a look at anytime soon with how plentiful they were.

I was about to reach for the documents when it dawned on me, I had no underwear to conceal the bareness that would be on show if I just casually bent over.

"Is there a problem, Ms Sullivan?" I noticed the smirk on his face and a knowing look I could not fathom.

"No, alpha." I lied and pulled down my skirt, fumbled with the slits on the side and opted for squatting instead and began disassembling the stacked papers. Before I had time to even realise where the sound of rushed footsteps was coming from, he was right behind me. His eyes fixated on my alarmed face as I turned my head to look at him.

"Get up!" He instructed and I obliged, still confused.

"Why did you wear that dress, huh?" He questioned with narrowed eyes before pulling me towards him by my waist.

What the actual f**k was happening?

"It's just a nice dress that I picked out for-" I started but he cut me off quickly.

"It is a nice dress. Perfect for what you wanted right?"

I shook my head to disagree but it was pretty evident that by now the jig was up. He knew and he was finally responding to my teases.

"Don't disagree with me, little girl. I have been watching you play this game for too long to be fooled."

He suddenly spun me and had me taking multiple steps back till my butt was grazing his desk.

Was he doing what I have been wanting him to do for years? How could I be getting all I ever wished for and still not know how to react?

All I could do was breathe heavily and watch as his hand grabbed me at the chin, bringing my face closer to his.

Is he about to?

"This is what you want, princess, isn't it? This is exactly what you hoped I would do last night, right?"

His other hand rested on the desk, beside me, which made him lean in even more.

I finally let my inner slut's voice be heard and nodded to his questions.

"Yes. This is what I want. You're right!" That was all I could let out with how intoxicated by lust I was at this moment. My eyes were closed, legs shaking and my horny meter had exceeded its limit. I just needed him to do it already, I needed to feel his skin on mine. Any amount of touch would do!

I heard a hardly audible laugh exit his mouth before I finally felt the warm, soft textured lips land on mine.