Daddy’s Little Pet

RENEE

I couldn’t sleep. Or, I tried not to.

Not with Robert-this handsome hunk of a man-next to me in bed.

I was scared that if I closed my eyes, he’d vanish, and everything that’d transpired tonight would be a figment of my imagination. I didn’t want that, so I kept my eyes open.

With slumber seeming far away from me and my gaze fixed on the ceiling, the memories of earlier came flooding back with bittersweet intensity.

My lips turned in a faint smile as I remembered Robert’s face when he saw me for the first time tonight.

After giving him my heartfelt apologies, and we’d reconciled, Robert took me to the bed where he made love to me over and over again until I was a trembling mess, and the multiple orgasms left me dazed, exhausted, and sore.

Amidst our romantic interludes, he brought the dinner I’d prepared to bed, and we ate the lavish feast. Between meals and cuddles, he dropped tender kisses on my neck and shoulders, and we talked about everything and nothing.

Later on, Robert decided to use the massage oils I brought. Stroking my body sensually, his strong hands had reawakened my sensual fire, and we’d had sex once more. Mind-blowing sex. I didn’t want it to end, but he fell asleep right after.

And now, as I gazed at him, he was fully passed out, snoring softly.

With his arms wrapped around me in a possessive grip-like he didn’t want to let go-Robert looked so relaxed. So still and at ease that my heart ached delightfully.

His brows were smooth, and the wrinkles that occasionally afflicted the depth of his eyes were gone, giving him a lovely, angelic appearance. His lips were drawn into a beautiful smile, making the rest of his handsome face even more appealing.

Oh, my goodness, this man was mine! All mine. He was my soulmate. No one else could ever make me feel the way he did.

Fingers trailing lightly down his tattooed chest in a gentle caress, I pondered how far we’d come and what we’d overcome together.

As love surged within me, overcoming whatever misgivings I’d had, I sighed and then mumbled, words tumbling out of me unbidden before I could stop myself.

“How did I ever think I could live without you?” I paused. “Just how?”

“God, I’m so sorry, Robert.” I continued my monologue despite knowing he was fast asleep and couldn’t hear me. “I’m sorry for dragging this out and being so fucking stubborn. I despise myself for it. I do.” I finished with a sniff, unable to keep the tears from welling up at the back of my eyes.

“I… I wish I could turn back the clock and undo all my mistakes. All the cruel things I said. I know you’re not upset, but I still feel bad. I just…” My voice became choppy with emotion. “God, I love you, Robert. More than you could ever imagine, and I’ll do my best to show it from now on.”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

I pulled away gently from his grip and wiped the wet moisture from my face. I turned to check the bedside clock, my heart skipping a beat. It was already past midnight.

Letting out another sigh and realizing how quickly time had passed, I turned to kiss Robert’s forehead before leaving the bed. To my surprise, he was awake, and his eyes met mine.

“Rob… Robert?” I called out, my voice carrying the weight of my astonishment.

“Surprise, surprise.” He teased, his tone lighthearted as he arched his brows at me.

“How long have you been awake?” I asked, “Did you overhear me talking to myself? Were you lying awake the whole time? The snoring and…” I trailed off, a slight blush on my cheeks, and instead of responding, Robert just grinned, lowering his gaze.

“Renee, why aren’t you sleeping?” He asked, his voice calm and serious, as he reached up to softly caress my hair.

“I…I…” I stammered at first before blurting out, “I’m feeling a little warm, and I’d like to take a shower. A coo one.”

“Oh.” He nodded in understanding. Then he smiled mischievously, a knowing twinkle up his lips. “Mind if I join you?”

“What? No!” I chuckled, flicking my lashes at him. “If you came with me, I’d never make it to the shower.”

“Now, wouldn’t that be fun?” He said, reaching for me, but this time I evaded his grasp.

“As much as I’m inclined to cave in, I’m sticking to my guns. No way, Robert. Let me shower, and I’ll return to keep you company.”

“But what if I fall asleep again?” He asked, grinning.

“All the better. I’m tired as well, and I could use a nap now.”

“You crazy thing.” I laughed as Robert tapped my ass.

Squealing, I scrambled out of bed and headed straight to the restroom.

Once inside, I leaned against the sink, let out a deep sigh, and quickly got to work cleaning myself.

However, just as I was ready to rinse my toothbrush after brushing my teeth, I heard the bathroom door creak open and tensed instantly.

Robert was here, despite my warning.

“Oh, jeez.” I mumbled, and before I could say anything else, I felt Robert’s large hands gently caress my back.

My nipples stiffened immediately, much to my chagrin, and my skin tingled beneath his touch. My knees weakened, and I almost moaned.

Lips pressed into a thin line, I asked, “Why are you here?”

“Hmm.” He whispered and proceeded to kiss my neck. “I grew bored of waiting and decided to visit you. At the very least, I can be useful by showering kisses on your shoulder and neck.”

“No, No.” I made a feeble protest. “Return to the room. I need to shower.”

“I can wash you, you know. But first, I’d have to make you so fucking filthy, then I’ll only clean you up, and I know exactly how to d…” Robert trailed off, whispering the words in my ear, and his warm breath sent pleasurable thrills down my spine.

“God! No, Robert.” Despite sounding weak and my determination slipping, I shouted out.

But Robert didn’t budge. He was doing his thing. And with his hands all over my body, he played with my nipples, gently tugging the firm bud while I moaned loudly.

“Oh, oh. Yes, yes-”

“Yes. That’s it, baby girl. Give me that sexy moan.”

“No, no…” I tried to resist him, unsuccessfully. “You’ve had enough of me this tonight, Robert. We’ve had sex four, five, or even more times than I can count, and I….”

“I can’t get enough of you, woman. Don’t you see that?” Robert growled darkly.

His pursed lips kissed my neck, and his fingers continued teasing my breast. Also, as if to further accentuate his statements, he pushed himself firmly against me.

“Do you feel that?” He growled the question, pressing harder. “Feel my erection, yeah?”

“Uh, uh.”

“Well, it’s all for you. And you’re going to take care of it for me. I’m not leaving until I’ve fucked you hard. Until I feel your pussy tightening and clamping around my cock. Until your moan echoes through this soundproof bathroom and I make you come repeatedly.”

“Robert.”

“Daddy! For God’s sake, call me Daddy. You know that shit turns me on.”

“I…”

“Say it. I’d like to hear you say it.”

“I won’t.”

“Stubborn much?” He huffed and wrapped his right hand around my neck. “I know you want my cock. You want me to fuck you. Your cunt is drenched and ready. Am I right?”

“No, you’re not.” I lied.

He was right, though. My pussy ached, and I was currently wet and dripping. My cunt desperately craved the sensation of his cock sliding in and out in an infinite cadence, but I refused to tell him that. “I… I don’t want you to fuck me. I’m not in the mood.”

“Don’t ever lie to Daddy, baby girl.” Robert taunted, and to make matters worse, his fingers left my nipples and dropped to my clit.

“No, fuck!” When he came in contact with my pussy, I half-screamed, and he stroked me relentlessly. I could barely hold back my cries, and he loved hearing them.

“See? You’re dripping wet and want my touch. How much would it cost you to admit that, huh?”

His fingers moved quicker, aimlessly caressing. I began to see stars even while he was barely doing anything.

“Alright. I give up.”

“You give up?” He asked.

“Yes.” I screamed, my nails pressing deep as I gripped the counter. “Just fuck me up already.”

Robert chuckled. “What if I refuse?”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Wouldn’t I now?” He smirked and abruptly stopped stroking. He pulled away from me, and I whined in protest.

“Robert, don’t do this. Don’t play this game with me!”

“What game?”

“Oh, please.” I scoffed, spinning around to face him, arms crossed over my bare chest, as I stared him down. “You’d better finish what you started. You wanted to fuck me, so go ahead and do it.”

At first, it looked like he would give in, but he shocked me. “Well, I beg to differ.”

“Wait, what?”

“Remember how you didn’t want to have sex right now? You insisted on my leaving you alone. So, there you have it. Your wish has been granted.” He made a mock show of kissing the air and then turned around to leave.

The bastard. I cursed silently.

“You made me horny, and now you want to leave me unsatisfied? Seriously?”

“Whatever you say, baby. I’ll be fast asleep when you’re done with your shower.” He countered playfully, nearly halfway out of the bathroom.

“I guess I’ll just take care of myself.”

Robert stopped in his tracks. He turned around slowly, his eyes narrowed as they pierced mine.

“What did you just say?”

I bit my bottom lip. “I said… I’ll handle this myself since you don’t want to.”

As I spoke, my fingers slid down to my clit, rubbing the swelling nub, and a smirk spread across Robert’s lips.

Eyes burning with lust, he took predatory strides toward me and grabbed me by the hips.

Swiftly turning me around so my back was plastered against his bare front, our gazes met in the sink’s mirror. Then he said, “So, you think you can satisfy yourself, huh?”

My breath hitched, but I didn’t respond. I could only nod. Robert chuckled darkly, his hot breath fanning my hair.

“When will you learn, Renee? When?”

“I-”

Robert cut me off abruptly, pushing my body forward, and my ass bumped against his bulging member.

Then he roughly grabbed a large clump of my hair and forced my head downwards, making me hiss.

“Next time, you won’t taunt me like that.” He grumbled. “Now repeat after me. ‘I’m yours.'”

“I’m yours.”

“Again!”

“I’m yours. I belong to you.”

“Good girl. And who am I to you? I want to hear you say it.”

“Huh?”

“Who am I to you?”

“You’re… you’re…”

“I’m your Daddy!” He answered for me. As he let go of my hair, I felt his dick poke my entrance. He was playing with me, teasing me, sexually tormenting me.

“Come on! I want to hear you say it.”

“You’re my Daddy.” I replied hoarsely, my whole body trembling.

“And who are you to me?” He asked, his throat bobbing up and down.

Tears of frustration welled in my eyes. As I caught his gaze in the mirror, I noticed the cruel glint in his eyes.

“What are you to me, baby girl?” Robert asked.

“I-I am your pet.”I replied sharply.

“Good girl.” He chimed, his left hand snaking around my neck as he spanked my ass. I yelled loudly-my screams echoing over the tile of the bathroom walls.

Robert drove deep into my pussy after that. Hard. Deep. Fierce. He started fucking me hard.