I strut into Daddy’s lavish study, my glossy lips pouted just the way he likes them. The click of my Louboutins against the marble floor echoes through the room as I saunter over to his leather armchair. My crop top rides up with each step, exposing the smooth expanse of my midriff. I make sure to bend at the waist as I perched myself on his lap, giving him an eyeful of my cleavage.
“Mmm Daddy, I’ve been a very good girl,” I purr, trailing a fingertip along his jaw. “I think I deserve a reward, don’t you?”
I don’t give him a chance to answer before I’m grinding against the growing bulge in his slacks. The thin silk of my thong is already damp with my arousal. I nuzzle into his ear, my breath hot against his skin.
“I want diamonds this week. Real ones. The kind that make my skin sparkle almost as much as my eyes do when you fuck me just right.”
I punctuate my words with a particularly hard thrust of my hips. Daddy groans, his hands coming up to squeeze my ass. I gasp and tilt my head back, giving him better access to my neck. He takes the invitation, nuzzling and nipping at the sensitive skin there.
“Such a greedy little girl,” he growls. “You want diamonds, babydoll? Then earn them.”
I grin, triumphant. I hop off his lap and turn to face him, slowly shimmying out of my thong. I’m bare and glistening, my pussy already swollen and needy. Daddy licks his lips as I drape myself over his desk, presenting myself to him.
“Come and get it, Daddy,” I mewl, spreading my thighs in wanton invitation. “I’m all yours.”
He doesn’t hesitate, surging to his feet and burying his face between my legs. I cry out, fisting my hands in his hair as he devours me. He works me with the skill of a man who knows my body intimately, alternating between deep strokes of his tongue and teasing flicks against my clit.
It doesn’t take long before I’m writhing against his mouth, my thighs clamped around his head. I’m panting and mewling, so close to the edge. With a particularly hard suck, he sends me tumbling over. I come with a scream of his name, my vision going white as I gush all over his chin.
I’m still twitching with aftershocks when I hear the chime of my phone. I reach for it with trembling fingers, bringing up the Cartier website. My eyes zero in on a glittering tennis bracelet. Daddy pulls back, his mouth and chin slick with my juices.
“Like what you see, babydoll?” I ask coyly, holding up the screen.
Daddy’s eyes darken with lust as he takes in the sight of me – naked and dripping, surrounded by leather and mahogany, presenting him with my choice of jewels like the brat I am. He surges to his feet, hauling me up and spinning me around. I brace my hands against the desk as he notches himself at my entrance.
TO BE CONTINUED….
