“Say that again, Princess,” I growled, pulling her closer with an arm around her waist. “Say it.”
Her tiny fingers clenched over my shirt as she shifted on my lap and blinked at me through her long, dark lashes. “I’ll do anything you want. Please, Daddy.”
Mine.
“Even kiss me?” I asked, moving my hand to cup her cheek and wipe a tear from the corner of her eye. I leaned down and licked the trail of tears on her cheek. Kissing her soft skin, I pulled back and whispered, “Would you kiss me if I asked you to?”
“Yes.” She took a shaky breath and nodded. “Yes, please, James. I want to kiss you.”
I swiped my thumb over her bottom lip and my cock pressed against the confines of my slacks when she parted her lips. I gazed at her, sliding my thumb inside her warm, wet mouth. Her eyes were on me the entire time she sucked and licked my thumb as if it was my dick. Swirling her little tongue and licking it as if it was her personal candy.
Fuck. Me. This girl will be the end of me.
My eyes narrowed at the little temptress when she bit my thumb. I pulled back and lightly held her chin. “I’ve decided what I’m gonna do with a naughty brat like you.”
“What’s that, Mister James?” Mia batted her lashes, making herself comfortable on my lap, her cheeks flushing with the prettiest shade of pink.
“I’m going to punish you, Princess.”
I pulled away and stood up. Even though her dilated pupils dropped at the bulge on my pants that was just across her mouth, I kept my tone firm despite how much I wanted to wrap my hand around her hair and push her face against the zipper, ordering her to use her teeth to tug down the zipper and please me.
“Choose a safe word, Mia.”
She took a long time to drift her eyes from the front of my pants to my face. “Safe word?”
“You say that word and everything stops.”
Mia frowned as if I had said something absurd. “But I don’t want it to stop.”
This fucking girl…
I cupped her cheek and caressed her cheekbone, “Sweetheart, you will change your mind about that. Pick a word. For your safety and… my conscience.”
“You’ve a conscience, Daddy?”
I narrowed my eyes and, wrapping a hand around her hair, I tugged hard enough to make her whimper, “I’d watch that little mouth of yours, if I were you, Princess. Pick a word or game’s over and you can go home and play with your toy.”
She shook her head. “No, no, I… I’ll say peach.”
“Peach?” I loosened my hold on her hair and raked my hand through it. “Are you sure?”
“Very sure.” Mia squirmed and licked her lips, looking at me with such a hopeful smile that makes me want to rip out my heart for her.Scary. It was scary how much I was willing to do for her… and to her.
“Can we please start now, Daddy?”
Mia
I gazed up at James, still on my knees, when he smiled down at me. My body trembled seeing it. It was anything but a happy, hopeful smile. It was wicked and mischievous.
Licking my lips, I waited eagerly for his next command. I would do just about anything he would tell me to.
“Greedy slut,” he murmured, lightly tugging a lock of my hair before pulling away. “Already begging Daddy for a punishment.”
My walls tightened around the toy, a jolt of pleasure rolling through my body hearing his smoky, velvety voice. I didn’t know why, but I enjoyed it when he called me that.
“Stand up and come here, Princess,” James said, leaning against his desk, his long legs spread out as he watched my every move like a predator. Before I could straighten up, he shook his head, stopping me. “I changed my mind. I want you to crawl here.”
Heat burned my cheeks as I flickered my eyes at the floor and the distance between me and the desk.Why the hell am I already considering crawling towards him?