DADDY'S LITTLE KITTEN

Seducing Daddy

Ignatio's POV

Eloise was making me crazy.

I couldn't take my gaze off her bare thighs as I could only gulp, my c**k twitching in my shorts.

"Welcome Daddy" I wanted to take that mouth into mine and f**k it with a kiss.

She was moving closer, steps slow and seductive.

"Eloise.." I called, a warning tone.

Nothing should ever happen between us again. The past would stay a past, mistakes we made when we weren't in our right sense of mind.

She shouldn't come to me, she shouldn't be like this, because I knew how much my body would love to betray me.

Then she was in front of me, gently taking my suitcase, and tossing it somewhere. Her eyes were glued on mine, her Amber eyes staring into mine seductively.

Then one of her hands rested on my shoulder, every movement of her so slow and seductive that it made me hard.

“What are you doing, Eloise?” I tried my best not to stutter, and to maintain a stern gaze.

“Seducing Daddy. I hope I'm not so bad at it?” She said, and I groaned, getting her hands off me even when what I would have loved to do was pull her closer.

“Stop being naughty, Eloise” I growled, and she stepped back, face dropping in disappointment.

“We need to set some ground rules, Eloise” I said, moving away from her, as I headed to the stairs.

I ascended the stairs, but before I could reach the other end, she spun me around as she made me face her, using all the strength in her hands.

“What ground rules? Never try to seduce you?” She asked, her eyes now glassy.

“Firstly, Eloise. You don't get to walk around the house in revealing clothes like this” I told her.

It turns me the f**k on was what I don't tell her.

“Secondly, Eloise. Never try to be a little slut with me ever again” I was telling her off, when everything in me doesn't want to.

I want her, just as much as she wants me.

“Your parents only left you here with me to train you and teach you the ropes of our work, and I'd like us to do exactly that while I care for you in their stead” I said and then she scoffed.

“I'm TWENTY ONE! Not a f*****g baby!” She yelled, tears now smearing her face.

“I want you, Daddy” That made me blink, guilt clawing at me. “I want to be yours,” she added.

It was wrong, it would be so wrong to covet her, so wrong to try to own her, and as much as I would love to f**k her like she wants me to, it was so wrong to do that.

She's twenty one, I'm forty two.

Old enough to be her father.

“Eloise. Go for guys that are meant for you. Guys who are likely your age. You deserve better, Eloise” I said, wanting to turn and complete walking up the stairs when she came closer.

A step.

“I can be your little secret, Daddy” She said and I couldn't take my eyes off her. Not that I want to, but at the moment, I felt like I want to stare at Eloise Asher forever.

“I can be your little slut if you want, Daddy” My c**k was throbbing, wanting to get shoved right into her mouth at the moment, but no! It wasn't going to happen.

“Listen to me Eloise!” I growled, making her flinch. She went mute, her eyes searching mine in fear.

“You. Deserve. Someone. Younger” I gritted, grabbing her shoulder as I told her this. Then I let go, wanting to turn when I heard her gasp.

I quickly turned, seeing Eloise couldn't steady herself on the stairs as her arms flailed in the air.

I quickly stretched forward, grabbing her.

She was retreating from the stairs, but her legs had missed a step.

My right hand grabbed her from the back while my left hand had ended up resting on her left boob. I could feel her hardened n****e, and trailing my eyes down, the shirt had shifted up the more, revealing more of her thighs.

Much enough for me to know that beneath that shirt, she had nothing on. Not even a panty.

“You aren't wearing a panty, Eloise” I turned my gaze back to her and she blinked, her eyes taking my features in.

“Yes, Daddy” Her voice was low, and unintentionally seductive.

Hell! Everything she says sounds seductive to me, hearing her voice always turn me on.

Fuck! How nice would it be getting her wrapped around my arms as I finger f**k her right now.

Like she was thinking the same thing, her thighs clenched, her p***y certainly dripping wet already.

But no! It won't happen.

Then I dropped her gently, steadying her on the ground as I moved backward, trying to maintain distance, trying not to be the one to cross the line I've made.

“Get ready to go shopping tomorrow, Eloise. I can't have you exposing your p***y to the guards whenever you go outside” I told her, turned, then walked to the room.

I imagined Eloise without the shirt, and how she'd look if she stood naked in front of me. How I'd tell her to go on her knees and take my d**k into her mouth just like the way she had done when we first met.

How crazy a night with her would be. How hot it would be having my hands go through her whole body. How I would f**k her p***y with my tongue while I eat every inch of her. How crazily her moans would turn me on and how I would make her scream when I end up shoving my d**k inside her p***y.

But she isn't the right person. All this would forever remain a scene in my head.

I can't have her. And she can't have me.

Damn, I needed a shower. But I would end up jerking off in the bathroom while thinking about my little slut.