My words send her into another pulsing orgasm. As she pants, her words are low and breathless.
“Please, Daddy. Cum inside me. I’ll be your best girl, I just want to feel it inside me. That warm, hot present you have for me. Please…”
I grunt and slam into her, making her yelp. Her hands clutch tightly to the desk as it rocks back on two legs, and everything that was on top of it ends up on the floor.
I surge upward, driving my cock inside her until I feel myself bottom out at her womb and then let myself go. Jets of cum flood into her body as my climax makes stars dance in my eyes, and the muscles in my legs spasm as my balls empty.
Then I carry her limp body to the bed and hold a bottle of water to her lips.
“Drink, sweet Bambina.”
Her mouth opens, and she swallows a few gulps, her eyes half-closed. Looking at her, lying spent and well-fucked on therumpled bedding, I’m reminded of how fucking lucky I am. I’ve fucked her on every available surface in the suite since we came back here after dinner with her mother and father last night.
Still, it’s not enough. My cock is still hard, refusing to go down without a fight.
I roll her onto her back, staring into her glazed eyes as I open her legs and climb on top, putting my mouth next to her ear.
“Daddy needs you one more time, baby. I need to get off inside you, just lie still and be quiet for me, okay, princess?”
I slip into her hot pussy easily and put one hand over her mouth.
“Shhhh, baby. Daddy’s almost done.”
Our naughty role-play comes and goes, but it feeds us both.
She nods softly, turning her head sideways on the pillow as I nuzzle into her neck and fuck her in long, slow strokes until we both cum.
Then I roll off her and pull the sheet up over her as her breathing deepens and she’s taken by slumber. I should be tired, but I have work to do, so I kiss her lips and whisper into her ear, knowing she’ll hear me in her dreams.
“I love you, princess. You are my world.”
With that, I’m out of the bed, and I get my laptop out. Carrying it through to the long dining table in the living area of the suite, I sit down and log on.
I run my hands through my hair and see I have two emails I’ve been waiting for.
The first is from Malcolm.
Hey partner,
Attached are the pictures from the contractor, showing the completed work at the offices. Everything looks good to me. We are ready for our meetings end of next week. We have other stuff to talk about too, but you asked for radio silence until you called me, so I’m standing by.
Malcolm
I open the next email.
Mr. Vitaglia,
So wonderful to chat with you yesterday, it’s been a long time. I have made the arrangements we discussed, and Miss Tremaine can start the beginning of next month as my intern. I look forward to meeting her and having her creative efforts blossom.
She has an office ready and waiting, as well as my personal recommendation to enter the School of Design at Lambrook, should she so choose.
It’s always been a pleasure to work with you, your family, and your associates.
Speak soon,
Raphael Morgan
Owner, Morgan Design Associates
