True to my word, I slide my hand over her thigh at a red light. I glance over at her. She bites her lip and slowly spreads her legs further apart. I grin. “A little eager, are we?”
“Well, if that’s a criticism.” She shuts her legs, trapping my fingers.
I groan a little. I love a challenge, especially love a brat, and Claire is both. I stroke the outside of her thigh with my thumb. “Be a good girl and open your legs.”
“Make me.” She grins.
I press harder on the gas. She’s game for this too. Such a wicked creature, tempting me and making me work hard for her. I try to pry her legs open with one hand, then use two hands at the next red light. My hand slides further up as I watch her face.
Fuck, her full lips are tempting as hell. I want to taste her, claim her, watch her come over and over. All of the lust I haven’t felt in months has piled up into this fierceness and all for her. She smirks at me as my pinky brushes her silky underwear.
I want her begging for more, not teasing me. And that smirk says she has something up her sleeve. I give her underwear a soft tug, a promise of what I can do for her. As soon as I have to focus on driving, she shuts her legs again, squeezing them together hard. I shake my head despite the smile. “You should behave so I can reward you, kitten.”
“Then make me behave, Daddy.”
Ugh. Just her breathy dare has me hard. Who am I kidding? I’ve been hard for her since I picked her up. I can’t wait to have her under me, moaning and panting. Even if it’s only tonight, even if I never get to touch her again, I know that it will be worth it.
She’s the girl I shouldn’t want, the one I should stay away from for so many reasons. She’s my assistant, she’s twenty-four fucking years younger than me, she’s my former best friend’s daughter. It’s taboo and I want her all the more because of it.
As soon as I park, I wrap my hand around the back of her throat after prying it from her thighs. I drag her close to me, so close to kissing her. She pants, eyes huge as she watches me. I brush my nose along hers. I want to be gentle as much as I want to be rough with her.
“You sure you want this?”
She nods and licks my bottom lip before trying to pull back. I don’t let her. She’s not going anywhere after all her fucking teasing. But a nod isn’t good enough. “Use your words.”
“Yes.”
I get out of the car and open the door, pulling her out to join me. She takes my hand tightly, following me into my house. Once inside, I turn her around and push her against the front door, tangling my fingers into her hair and jerking back.
She gasps, whimpers a little, but doesn’t try to free herself. I lean down and kiss her softly, a light kiss that she tries to follow. I chuckle and kiss her again, my tongue tracing the valley of her lips. The champagne is sweet and makes me hungry for more of her. So, I kiss her again, sliding my tongue deep and teasing hers.
Claire shivers and clings to me as she kisses me back, her tongue stroking mine before she bites my bottom lip. I pull away, dragging her to the couch. I need more than her mouth on mine.
“You’re so naughty. You’re going to learn to behave.” I bend her over my knee.
She pants, “Are you going to teach me, Daddy?”
I smack her lower thigh lightly, then slide my hands up her legs. Her skin is so warm and soft under my fingers. Just touching her makes me moan. I shove her dress over her hips. She wiggles and tries to pull it back down, but I catch her wrist and drag her hand up to kiss her palm.
“Don’t be shy now.” I pin both arms behind her back and smack her round, delicious ass. A mix of soft and rough. Just what she needs.
She whimpers after the third swat, then tries to pull away as her skin blooms red for me. “Are you going to behave now?”
“Maybe.”
I chuckle. Another swat echoes. I love watching her bottom jiggle. The light-blue thong highlights her creamy skin so nicely. I fight the urge to take a bite of her.
“You know the answer I want to hear.”
She refuses to say anything. So, I stop resisting and dig my teeth into her ass. She squirms and gasps as I bite her harder. I let up and kiss the same spot.
“Are you going to behave, or should I continue?” I ask with another spank to emphasize.
“Yes! I’ll behave.”
“Good.” I slide my hand between her legs, teasing her through her underwear as she wiggles and moans. It’s like she can’t decide if she wants more or wants to escape. I push the fabric to the side and find her shaved bare and so fucking wet. “Is all this for me, kitten?”
“Yes, Daddy.” She pushes back against my hand now.