“Yes, please. If you don’t have to be back at work right away.”
He shrugs. “I’m working for a start-up right now, so I do most of my work from home. Technically, I’m not getting paid unless you count the stock I have in a company that doesn’t exist yet.”
“How can you live without getting paid?”
“I’m not worried about money. You might not know this since your mom acted like she paid all the bills, but I make very good money.”
“You just said you’re not making any money.”
He rolls his eyes but huffs out a laugh. “Then I said that I have enough that I can easily spend a few years working for start-ups until something pans out.”
“Okay, then I’d love to see your house.”
We pack up our leftovers and head back to the car, stopping only for me to get an ice cream cone. As Daddy drives us out of the parking structure, he shakes his head.
“You licking an ice cream cone should be illegal, especially while I’m driving.”
I can’t wipe the smile off my face all the way to his condo. When he pulls up to what looks like a little cottage style house, I look around.
“This is a condo? I always pictured a condo as more of an apartment.”
“I think it has more to do with the Homeowner’s Association than the actual style of building. I bought this place because I don’t have to mow a lawn, but I also don’t have anyone above or below me. I do share one common wall with the neighbor, but it’s the wall where my office is. I’m only in there during the day, and the walls are thick, so it’s like having my own house without the astronomical price tag of buying a freestanding home in Menlo Park.”
I could probably fit five of my studio apartments into his condo. His backyard is basically just a patio, but it’s completely private, which is nice.
“My office is down there.” He points to one end of the hall as he takes my hand and pulls me in the other direction. “But my bed’s in here. That’s what you wanted so see, wasn’t it?”
“I was hoping to do more than look at your bed.”
“After watching you lick that ice cream cone all the way here, I might need to cool down or I might be too rough your first time.”
“What if I like the idea of you taking me rough — anytime, Daddy?”
As soon as we cross the threshold into his bedroom, he pulls me into his arms and presses his mouth to mine. He walks me backward while he kisses me, pulling back only long enough to tug my dress over my head.
I feel light as excitement bubbles in my stomach. He’s going to fuck me. I’ve been spinning fantasies about this moment basically from the moment I met him. I never fantasized about calling someone Daddy until Mom started dating Parker.
“Can you still feel me?” he asks. “Can you still feel my cum inside your panties?”
I shudder at his dirty words even as I nod. My panties are still damp from him. Then his fingers slip under the waistband of my panties. I spread my legs, giving him as much room as I can.
When I look up, it’s to find him watching me. His eyes move over me with such hunger that it makes me a little dizzy. I reach behind my back and unhook my bra. When it flutters to the floor, Daddy pushes me back until I fall on the bed. He slips my panties off my legs and tosses them aside.
“Spread your legs, Lucy. Show Daddy that sweet little pussy.”
I do as I’m told, opening myself to his gaze. His eyes stay between my legs as he quickly undresses. I watch as he reveals himself, inch by inch. His body is slim with just the right amount of muscle. My eyes eat him up until he pushes down his pants and underwear in one go. While he kicks them off, my mind starts to spin.
He’s big, his erection long and thick and so dark and blood rich that it almost appears purple. I have a vibrator, but it’s nowhere near as big as he is. His cock bounces as he moves one knee, then the other onto the mattress.
When he settles between my thighs, I enjoy the warmth of his skin against mine, but my body is tense. Daddy nuzzles my cheek.
“Are you nervous, Lucy? Is it too soon?”
“No,” I say without hesitation. “You’re just bigger than I expected.”
“I can’t promise no pain, but I will promise to make you feel good. I won’t come until you do.”
“Will you come inside me?”