“Maybe I should get on my knees instead? Apologize for making you agree to a bunny or …” I stepped forward slowly, raising my dress a little as I did. “Maybe I should show you how thankful I am that you’re the kind of father Franny deserves.”
His jaw ticked, his hands curling at his sides, belt dangling in one. “I don’t need you on your knees.”
“Why not?” I stepped closer then and dropped to them in front of him. He sucked in a breath when I brushed my fingers over the expensive fabric of his slacks. “You don’t like rewards when you’ve been a good boy?”
“Fuck.” He swore, his voice hoarse as he stared down at me with a raw hunger in his eyes. He wanted this as much as I wanted to give it to him. “Mia …”
He said my name in warning, but my hands were already working on the zipper. When I wrapped my hands around his cock, he didn’t protest, only groaned. I leaned forward to taste the precum that was already building at the tip, and his hand went into my hair immediately.
I dragged my lips over as much of him as I could fit in my mouth and squeezed the base of him while I listened to the way he hummed my name in a sort of reverence. I looked up at him and saw how his blue eyes had deepened, how he watched my every movement as he let me set the pace.
I only was able to taste him in the back of my throat three or four times before he gripped my hair and yanked me back. “I’ll come down your throat if you don’t stop.”
“That’s what I was aiming for,Daddy,” I said, licking my bottom lip where I knew my spit would glisten over it.
He watched how my tongue darted out, and then he shook his head. “You’re fucking trouble, Darling.”
“Am I?” I smirked and—so fast—his hand went my throatand maneuvered that belt around me. He wrapped it around my neck, pulling the leather through the buckle and tightening it so it was snug against my skin. His eyes were trained on me as if assessing whether what we were doing was okay.
With him and only him, I found it was. I trusted Jameson and knew he’d always keep me safe. Restraint with him brought pleasure, rather than fear.
“So much so that I should keep you leashed, baby. Seeing you on my cock has me wanting you with a damn collar for me to make sure you don’t ever do that with another man.”
“Hmmm. I don’t think you could make this leash worth it.” I tapped the leather and taunted him enough that his jaw ticked.
He yanked it a little, and I felt how it cinched on my neck, how he had full control now, how he could make me do just about anything he wanted. It should have scared me. I didn’t like being restrained in any way.
Yet, with him, I felt a thrill and completely safe.
“I’ll show you it’s always worth it with me, Mia.” He leaned close and whispered in my ear, “Now, slide your dress off.”
I had a flowy white halter one on, and it was easy enough to untie and drop. I kept my eyes on him the whole time, watching how his gaze dragged all over my body. I shivered at the sensation, feeling it heat every part of me.
“Now, I want you to walk over to that desk, Darling. Nice and slow so I can watch.” When I turned to do it, he stopped me with a yank. “Better yet, crawl.”
Guess I had no other choice considering he had promised me a bunny.
Jameson
MOST EVERYONE PROBABLY WOULDtell me that I shouldn’t have been fucking around with my daughter’s teacher. It was reckless, but I didn’t care anymore.
Mia was more than a teacher or a nanny to us. She was mine now. She’d given Franny a reason to smile every day, and she gave me a partner in the world.
And although she may have thought we were hiding the relationship, it was pretty clear to everyone in the household, I think even my daughter, that I wanted her in our lives for good. I wanted her to be minealways.
And I wanted to share every single part of the day with her, including the ones where I should have been working rather than cutting her teaching time short so that I could bend her over a desk for manipulating me into getting a damn bunny.
Fuck, she looked good in her lace thong and bra as she dropped to her knees without so much as one protest when I requested that she crawled.
Her ass was raised in the air and swayed with each movement she took toward the desk. I wanted to freeze that moment in time, wanted to fucking film it so I could rewatch it over and over again. The way her back arched and the way her hair fellover her bare back as I held my belt like a leash had me wanting to get on my knees too and take her right there on the floor. “I swear you’re going to get anything you want from me any time you ask if you do this, darling devil. It’s unfair.”
She chuckled and stopped in front of the desk, not rising up yet as she looked over her shoulder. “Promise?”
I shook my head and tried my best to refrain from just giving in to what my dick wanted. “We’ll see. Get on the desk, Mia. I still owe you your damn punishment.”
She faked a pout before standing and then putting her hands onto the desk so she could bend forward. I moved close, letting my cock rub against her back and ass. “You feel what you do to me, right?”
“Jameson …” I yanked the belt tight, not wanting her to say a thing.
