“I would never laugh at you, Daisy. That is not the type of man I am.” He stroked her hair and hoped he didn’t voice any of his other emotions when it came to her. William couldn’t believe how much he cared about her from the few meetings they had had.
“Why are you so nice to me?” she asked.
It was a good question, and one he didn’t have the first clue on how to answer. “Because I know you need it. And underneath all of that attitude, I know you’re a beautiful woman who cares very deeply about others. Even if you don’t want to show it.”
He stared into her gorgeous, expressive eyes and knew she needed him. “How do you feel when you’re with me?”
She turned her head away. Her face was the colour of a plump strawberry. William knew she was embarrassed, but he wanted her to face the truth with him. She needed the truth and to finally be able to express her own emotions.
“I feel safe. I don’t understand why. I don’t know you.”
“Sometimes we don’t need to know anything about a person. We can feel everything instead.”
She rubbed a hand over her face. William found it an adorable action. “Your food is getting cold,” he said.
Daisy looked at him, her teeth biting down on her lip.
“Ask me.”
“May I stay on your lap a little while longer?” she asked.
“Yes.”
He leaned forward and pulled her plate of pancakes toward him. Once he scooped up enough for one bite he brought it to her lips to eat. “You may stay on my lap, but you need to eat something first.”
“All right.”
She opened her lips and took the food. William felt his cock pulse to life as he watched her open her lips to take the food he offered. He wondered how she’d look opening her lips around his cock. The more time he spent with her, the more he wanted to fuck her. There was something going on between them that he didn’t understand. He’d picked many submissive women over the years. None of them had ever had this effect on him. William was used to training them for other men to play with. He couldn’t bring himself to have another man look at Daisy, let alone share her.
When all of her pancakes had been eaten, he settled back with her in his lap reading a very boring paper. Cape Falls was not exciting at all. William continued to stroke her hair. He knew he could easily get used to lavishing her with affection. For too long he’d been alone. Daisy made him want so much more. Gabriel and Amy flashed through his mind. They were a wonderful couple. Amy had yet to visit the club, but Gabriel had come to give him a firm handshake and good luck card.
“Will you train me?” she asked.
He froze, his hand in mid stroke on her hair. “What?”
“Never mind,” she said.
“No.” He pulled her up and got her to straddle his lap on the chair. His cock was pressed against the sweat pants, and he felt the warm heat of her pussy. But none of that mattered. “What did you say?”
“Last night, you spanked me, and that felt good. I felt safe and wanted. Then you tied me to your bed, and I felt the same. Would you be willing to take me on as your submissive? I think that is the right word. I’m not sure.”
“Daisy, you have no idea what you’re asking,” he said. William had known she would ask. There was so much curiosity in her eyes. The way she’d responded to the punishment he’d given her had been a clear indication.
“You’re right. I’m sorry. It was stupid of me to ask.”
Then he saw the withdrawal within her. She thought this was another rejection. William didn’t want to reject her. His dick was practically jumping for joy at the prospect of getting in her pants. Also, he knew he’d show her how a man treated a woman, no matter who her parent was.
He cupped her cheek and forced her to look at him. “This is who I am, Daisy. I will train you. You have to be sure of only one thing.”
“What?” she asked.
“I’ll be training you to be my woman. No one else’s. If you go into this, you’ll go into it knowing you’ll be mine. Can you handle that?”
Her eyes had dilated, and the bloom in her cheeks changed to a deeper red. She was embarrassed and aroused. He liked the shade of her arousal.
She nodded her head.
“Sweetheart, I’m going to need you to do more than shake your head.”