Chapter 4 CALL ME, DADDY

ROBERT

"Gently, gently..." I whispered as I held Renee's hands tightly, brushing her skin now and then as we walked to my hotel suite.

It was like a dream.

The woman I'd fantasized about last night was in my arms, and every now and then, I kept shooting her a glance, wanting to know if she was real.

I'd seen her at the beach party last night when I held a meeting with my business partners. The moment she'd stepped into my line of sight, the wheels in my head had began to turn.

For the first time in years, I'd felt an insanely possessive urge to dominate a woman and I vowed within myself that I'd have her before leaving this damned city. Wherever I had to go to find her, whatever length I had to make, I'd do it. As long as it got that strawberry-blonde beauty underneath me.

She'd been wearing large tops and long-fitted jeans, but still, I could see her every curve. The red cotton material hung over her large breasts, and even though she was duly covered, I could see the lines of her hard nipples. She didn't make any effort that night, just drinking with her friend and talking about whatever, but she had my full attention. With that milky white skin and big brown eyes sparkling brightly, the mysterious lady was, without a doubt, the only human who had me enraptured in years.

Lust or love, at first sight, I didn't know what to make of it, but I'd vowed to have a taste of her, and anything that happened would determine itself later. I wasn't into young women, but the moment I'd set eyes on that fresh, young, and petite goddess, I suddenly got a fetish.

Every time I looked at her, something bubbled from deep within, and at long last when I was finally done with my business meeting, wanting to go talk to her, she was nowhere to be found.

I'd asked the party organizers about her, describing the strawberry-blonde beauty to them. Still, no one seemed to know who she was, and with sagging shoulders, I'd returned to my hotel room.

Taking a cold shower, I masturbated to images of her plump, red-lined lips sucking my dick hard and fast, and my orgasm was heavy like I'd never experienced in my life. It was strange. So strange I had these desires for a lady half my age, and considering how I'd sworn off women these past few months, it baffled me. My sleep had been fruitless, filled with horny dreams.

Luckily for me, today, when I'd stepped out for fresh air, I'd spotted her. She had on the sexiest swimwear I'd ever seen, and the moment I'd set my eyes on her, I knew I was gone for life. I knew I had to make my move or else....

"Are we there yet?" Her meek voice cut through my thoughts.

Blinking twice, I twirled her slowly until her back was to me and then replied, "Soon, baby girl. Soon."

I knew she was blushing because her whole body shook slightly, and I chuckled.

Still leading her through the corridor, we finally got to the door that led to my room. Swiping my electric card, the door opened, and we walked in together.

"Oh my..." She gasped, her eyes flickering as she surveyed my suite and I grinned proudly.

She had no idea I owned this hotel, and I was fucking wealthy. Honestly, I loved how we got to know each other and how natural the conversation had been ever since. Women flocked to me because of my wealth. But that was not the case with Renee. She had no idea who I really was, and I liked that. She was with me for one obvious reason, to have sex. And that was all. Or was it not?

"Is this your room or...?"

"Yes, this is where I'm staying for the time being."

"The time being?" She asked, turning to face me, her brows quirked in confusion.

"I'm here on a business trip." I said curtly, not wanting to prolong the conversation. "Are you still thirsty, or did your tropical juice satisfy you?"

"Yes, I'm thirsty." She said albeit absentmindedly, her eyes still roaming around my room.

"Unfortunately for you, the only drink I have here you have to get from my body, from under my waistline, to be precise and it's in abundance, baby girl."

A cough escaped her lips as she whirled around to face me, her whole body suddenly red, her eyes wide in confusion. She was biting her plump lips, her hands stroking her chest and the edges of her breasts. At the same time, her eyes strayed down my body...to my crotch and the bulging erection in display.

The atmosphere was becoming heated, and I could hear the shallow sounds of her labored breathing as I took a step forward.

"Baby girl..." I whispered into her ear, nudging my head and kissing the base of her neck.

She was so small in front of me, and as I continued trailing kisses down her neck, my finger hovered on her chest. I so desperately wanted to feel her breasts. We were more than close now, and I literally had them within my grasp, but I was going to make her beg me to touch them.

Every single thing I planned on doing to her this afternoon, she was going to fucking beg for. She'd be a good girl for me. I grinned inwardly, inhaling her persimmon scent, and at the same time, my dick twitched.

Her breathing hitched, and she gripped my large arm with one of her hands, trying to steady her trembling body, and I chuckled.

"How long has it been since you've let a man fuck you?" I asked softly, and she said nothing, just breathing heavily.

"How long since a man made you scream and beg for his dick?" I asked again, and she whimpered in response, her hands gripping my arms very tightly, her nails digging into my flesh, but I loved the pain it brought.

"How would you like me to fuck you now? What do you want?" I asked, and this time my fingers were at the side of her waist.

I placed them on the line of her skirt.

Taking her off guard, I dipped my fingers beneath the cloth of her panties until I reached her pussy and she let out a gasp. It was wet like I'd expected. Fuck! I gave the little bud a small stroke, then another, and another. I touched her until she was a quivering mess in front of me, barely able to stand still as I continued the movements.

"Oh fuck! Oh, Da... Oh, Daddy..."

My hands froze, and instantly I felt her hands reach into her panties as she tried to force my hand into stroking her again, but I refused.

"What did you say?"

Her eyes were closed, but she opened them slightly as I asked the question. Her hands left her panties likewise mine, and she instantly took a step back from me. She was flushed. Her whole body was red. So darn red! She looked down at my fingers dripping with her cum and I could tell she was embarrassed.

"What did you just call me, baby girl?" I asked again, taking a step toward her but she took another backwards and began apologizing.

"I... I'm sorry I got carried away, and I...."

"Don't apologize!" I groaned huskily and, in a flash, I had her trapped in my hold, my arms around her small frame. "Say it again."

"What?" She asked, looking defiant.

I smirked. "Call me Daddy. I'm your daddy, it's only appropriate in this situation, and it makes me want to fuck you so hard."

"I... I can't call you that. I don't know what came over me and...."

"Oh, you'll learn to call me that, I promise you," I winked and grabbing her hands, I began to lead her shaky legs to one of the couches in the room. "Stay here." I commanded, and she nodded once.

Closing the suite's curtains and ensuring the lights were dimmed, I placed some cool fragrance everywhere. Then I put on a slow music in the large home theater, quickly creating my ideal fuck scene.

In seconds I was done and taking off my shirt, I sat down on the couch opposite her.

Silence descending between us, I stared at her closed thighs while she stared at my bare chest, and we said nothing for some time.

"You must listen to everything I tell you to do, okay? If you don't, I will have no choice but to let you leave. Can you comply?" I asked, finally breaking the chilly silence.

"What are you going to ask of me?" She replied to my question with a question of her own.

Her voice was throaty, and my fists clenched a bit. "You'll hear them soon. However, can you comply?" "I..."

"We will start with you calling me Daddy. Okay?" Even in the dim lighting, I knew she badly wanted to say no, but luckily, she did as I wanted and nodded curtly.

"Good girl. Now strip for me."