Instead of pouting or frowning at his answer, I slid my eyes down at his crotch. Before meeting his eyes, I asked, “What about a blowjob?”
“My, my…” he cocked his head. “Do you want to suck my cock on your knees while I praise you for being a good girl and use your pretty little mouth for my pleasure,hm?”
I didn’t have a reply for him because if I had opened my mouth, it would have been for him to use my mouth for his pleasure with me on my knees in his fancy modern kitchen, even if it meant my knees would be bruised.
I was sure I would enjoy it.
5
IMPRESS ME, PRINCESS
SEAN
Ididn’t have to ask her for her answer.
I knew she wanted it. Her pretty doe eyes were glazed, thinking about it.
My cock filling up her pretty mouth and stretching her plump lips. My dick twitched at the fantasy as sexual tension hovered in the air.
I wanted to bend her over and spank her for teasing me. Instead, I nodded at the paper.
“Bank details, Princess.”
She licked her lips, looking down at the plain page before looking up at me. Her doe eyes gleamed with lust as she asked, “What do you mean by services?”
I didn’t like it when she didn’t address me by my name or Daddy. But I had met her a few hours ago, so it was fair.
Soon. I will make her scream my name soon.
“You spending time with me. Non-sexually.” I knew she had more questions, wondering why didn’t I want to fuck her, but I continued, “I’ll show you the guest room so you can shower, and then we can eat something.”
She closed her mouth and even though there was defiance in her blue eyes, she scribbled her details. Her handwriting was a small scrawl with neat letters.
I took the paper once she was done and showed her the guest room on the second floor, near the master bedroom. I wanted her near me; that’s why I offered her the room closest to my room.
Seeing her eyes shine as she looked around the cozy king size bed with simple bedsheets and duvet, it made me wonder how her room looked. Definitely girly and full of innuendoes, judging by her t-shirt.
“I’ll leave some clothes for you,” I said, leaving her alone in the room. I sighed, tugging at my tie and removing it from the shirt’s collar. Walking to my walk-in closet, I found a clean, baggy tee shirt and the smallest sweatpants I could find.
When I walked back to the guest room, my steps slowed down hearing the shower in the ensuite bathroom. I swallowed and kept the clothes on the bed, eyeing the warm light diffusing from the small space between floor and bathroom door. I heard her humming and a small smile curled on my lips.
Stop being a creep, Sean.
Right. I left her room and took a quick shower, trying my best not to think about the sweet girl showering under my roof.
* * *
“Mmm,”she moaned, eating the noodles, a pleased expression on her face. “This is so goof!”
I leaned back in my chair and shook my head. “Don’t talk with your mouth full.”
“Yesh, daffy,” Chelsea rolled her eyes, making me want to bend her over and edge her until she’s crying for a release.
But I remained civil. And patient.
She looked like a chipmunk with stuffed cheeks, scarfing down the noodles like it was her last meal. I had preheated the black bean noodles my housekeeper had made for the dinner. I was serving the food on two plates when she had appeared in the kitchen with wet hair soaking the tee I gave her, while discreetly avoiding to look at her chest.
Even now, I had to clench my jaw and eat the kimchi, focusing on the sweet and sour taste instead of how inviting her flushed skin looked.
