Page 15 of Navy Daddy

“Let’s make it interesting then,” Arthur says, stepping behind me and snaking his arms over my shoulders. “Call this hole double or nothing, or whatever it is you need to win.” He grips my hands around the putter, his ownclubpoking against my back. “Win it and the game’s yours.”

“What happens if I win?” Warmth radiates between our bodies. It feels so right having him this close to me. And soon, we’ll be doing this dance butt naked.

Something tells me he won’t be able to control himself the same way he does during our training sessions.

“I’ll have time to practice on the nineteenth hole,” he whispers into my ear. “Make sure I never lose again.”

My cheeks instantly set ablaze. Clubs, holes, sinking balls. I’m starting to think Arthur planned this date so he could lay down as many innuendos as he could to get me excited for what’s to come.

“Then I better not disappoint,” I say, allowing Arthur to help me take my shot.

We give the ball a firm pat and watch as it rolls with expert precision through the windmill obstacle. It continues overbumpy terrain, narrowly avoiding fake hole hazards, and stops in front of the flag.

“Bang on,” he says, swapping places with me.

And unlike the determined golfer I’ve seen all night, Arthur swings, and his ball smashes against the rotating fin of the windmill. His second shot does the same. And then a third, to add levity.

“Whoops.” A naughty smile creeps across his face. “Don’t think I’ll be catching up after that mess.”

“And to the victor goes the spoils,” I say the same way he did right before eating my pussy.

I take a second to scan our surroundings, ensuring no other budding putt-putters are around. And when I’m certain the coast is clear, I throw myself into Arthur for a quick, hot kiss. My hands instantly find their way to his cock, rubbing it through his jeans. We’ve spent the whole damn night teasing each other that I can’t stop my overeager urges for this to actually happen.

“Isn’t that a mighty fine consolation prize?” Arthur says as I step back, his golden eyes twinkling with delight.

“I think I’m ready,” I say, and my heart starts fluttering with my words. I take Arthur’s hand in mine and squeeze it tightly.

I lied when I saidthink. Iamready. I want Arthur to take me to unexplored avenues of utter bliss. Fuck me like there’s no tomorrow because there just might not be one with me leaving to study. My heart aches at the thought of leaving him, but I bury the feeling. I’d rather enjoy theright nowthan worry about the future.

“Ready?” He brushes my knuckles with his thumb.

I need him to make me a woman. His woman.

“To feel you inside of me, Da … Daddy.” My cheeks reach new levels of redness calling him Daddy. From trying to be bratty to using it as a tool to get what I want, I know it drives him fucking crazy.

I’ll never be able to say it again without slipping into fantasies of Arthur Hancock.

“Oh, fuck.” Arthur chokes on his spit.

Squeezing my hand into his fist, he pulls me through the crowds of golfers, making their way to their next hole. We’re nearly at full sprint by the time we get to his car, and it doesn’t stop there. He revs his engine, smashes it in drive, and we speed through the streets to his apartment.

He’s a man on a mission, never failed one yet, and tonight won’t be his first.

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ARTHUR

We can’t keep our hands off one another. Our mouths dance in tantalizing synchronicity. Tongues wrestle for domination, exchanging spit dripping with passion. I’m pulling her tightly against me, feeling the curves of her body against my fingertips. Ass, hips, waist, tits. Nothing can escape their feverish search.

And all this before we’ve even made it out of the elevator.

A ding and a hum part the doors, and we continue kissing and tearing at each other's clothes while we fumble down the hall. Every step closer to my apartment is another closer to losing control. But I can’t. I have to go slow. Be gentle.

For her. My queen. My princess.

My baby girl.

“That was so fucking hot,” Eva says as I pin her against my door. Her hands run up and down the front of my body, eyes darting across every inch she touches.

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