Page 16 of Daddy's Good Girl (Stonebridge Daddies 1)

CHAPTER14

Love & Forced to C*m~Olivia

Three Months Later…

I shiftedand leaned back on my heels. Legs spread, hands bound, and mouth gagged. That's how he liked it when we worked from home every Thursday. The night he asked me to move in with him, I said yes, and he immediately had everything from my shitty apartment moved into his condo. It was probably the fastest move in history.

In less than two hours, the movers piled everything I owned in the foyer. He promised that I wouldn't have to step foot in that neighborhood ever again and ensured that my ex would no longer be a problem I had to fear. Oreo loved her new home, along with the luxury pampering Aiden provided her. Not only did she get Fur Baby Delight treats every day, she became a regular at the pet spa.

His overly protective nature resulted in him installing a state of the art alarm system in the condo and hiring extra security just for me. I told him he didn't have to do all of that, but he insisted.

His deep laughter made my pulse quicken, even though his attention wasn't directed at me. I melted under him, succumbing to his dangerous and deliciously sinful ways. His control over me was rooted in protection and love, which I’d craved for so long. I shifted again, adjusting my spine as I dug my knees into the soft plush carpet below me. He had a habit of keeping me on my knees, and I enjoyed stretching my neck to meet his gaze.

He swiveled around in his chair and stilled his movements. His gaze unyielding on the steady stream of saliva running down my chin. When he first gaged me, I had been adamant about swallowing the pool of saliva that settled in my mouth to lessen the embarrassment, but watching me drool was something he loved. His flesh awoke to the sight of my vulnerability, the way heat crept in my cheeks as he made me his little slut. He pulled the earpiece out and placed the conference call on speaker, making sure to hit the mute button before returning his attention back to me.

He preferred to work from home on Thursdays due to all the online meetings, and he liked to give his staff an early start on the weekend. Most of the high-profile clients he protected ended their workweek on Thursday and jetted off to other destinations for the weekend. He rested an elbow on the arm of the chair, locking our gaze as he rested a finger over his lips. The anticipation killed me, just like it did every time I was in this position. His actions were wicked and merciless. He gave me everything I needed, including leaving my pussy soaking wet and lips swollen as I pleaded for more.

"Aren't you being patient?" The corner of his lips lifted, and he leaned in.

I lifted my chin, widened my eyes, and straightened my spine. The steady stream of drool made its way down the cleavage of my breasts and onto my stomach. He watched with steady eyes as he salivated at the mouth. He leaned in closer, assuring I got a whiff of my favorite cologne, and then teased my nipples with his fingers. They pebbled, then he pinched. A light cry pushed past the gag, causing more drool to seep out the corners.

He dropped his hands and returned them back to his lap. "Have you been a good girl, Ollie? Are you getting good grades?"

Eager to get his hands back on my sensitive nipples, I nodded, then jutted my chest out. Once he made me his, he made sure I was his equal. He removed me from the administrative role and added me as co-owner to his firm, securing me with a healthy financial future. He enrolled me into the best online college of security and IT because he wanted more than a pretty face; he wanted a partner. Jasper didn't mind; he was actually relieved because now he had an excuse to pursue his own career goals. He wasn't a fan of the private security sector but had gone along with it for Aiden's sake.

He turned, reaching over to grab his tablet off the desk. "You are so fucking, smart, baby. Daddy is so proud of you." He returned his stare to the tablet that revealed my grades and gently placed it back on the desk. "Do you want daddy to make you feel good?"

I nodded with force, and he reached over to the last drawer on the left side of his desk. Heat flared through me, drenching my panties in wetness. Impressing daddy yielded great rewards, and I was eager to receive my benefits. He pulled my favorite vibrator from the depths of his drawer and teetered it in front of my face. I widened my legs and forced my ass to the ground. My thighs stung. Being a bigger girl had challenges, but I didn't mind taking them.

"When I'm done with you, I'm going to fuck your brains out on this desk." He hovered the head of the vibrator below my bottom lip, catching the stream of drool.

He made sure it was fully coated and then pulled it away. The buzz reminded me of a million bees, and my heart drummed rapidly in my chest as his fingers pulled the crotch of my panties to the side. The intense vibration made me gasp, and just like the teaser he was, he pulled it away. Every nerve in my body stood on pins and needles as he played puppeteer with my orgasm.

"Fuck, moan for daddy. Let me hear how fucking good it feels." The familiar smooth tone of his voice evaporated into thin air, leaving behind something gritty and salacious.

He worked me, making sure to wear me down as he brought me to my high, only to steal it away repeatedly. The first time I experienced edge play, I cried out of frustration, but he made me love it and crave it. He made me beg and listened to my pleas as if they were music to his ears. The feeling was mutual, my cries turned him on, and his moans turned me on. He palmed my breasts, teasing my nipples between his finger and thumb. Pinching and tugging as he held a steady hand to my cunt. I knew what he was waiting for, and when tears pricked the corners of my eyes, a smirk touched his lips.

"That's it. That's what daddy wants to see. Tears of pleasure. Fuck baby. You're so damn sexy."

He pulled away, and my chest heaved. My pussy wept, and my thighs burned, but I wanted more. More pleasure, more daddy. I whined to get his attention, and he brought the tip of the vibrator to his lips and waited until a drop of his saliva met the smooth silicone.

He returned it back to its rightful place between my folds and pressed it against my sensitive clit. "Too bad your gagged, baby girl. I would love to watch you taste your juices." He pressed his nose to the side of my cheek and let a low moan seep into my ear. "Are you ready to come for daddy, baby girl?"

He fisted my hair, and with a gentle tug, my neck extended. Lust blindsided me, and my body convulsed at his words. His fingers found the latch on the gag, and he unclipped it, allowing my compressed moan to penetrate the air. Meeting me at eye level, he fell to his knees and pulled me into his chest. Out of breath with sore folds, he held me tight as he massaged my scalp. I waited for my high to cease before pulling away. A stain soaked his shirt, and I placed my palm over it.

"Oops," I said as I fidgeted with the wet spot.

He took my face in his palms and lifted. "Fuck, I'm so happy you're mine."

A Sneak Peek at: Daddy’s Breeder

It was4am when my phone rang. It wasn't a text. Someone was actually calling me at four in the morning. I blindly reached over to my nightstand, fumbling for it before it vibrated off the table.

Lincoln. Of course.

At 25, my brother was four years older than me but still lived the all-gas-no-breaks lifestyle of a high schooler. Welcome to the world of the younger, more responsible sibling.

"What did you do this time?" I mumbled.

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