Daddy’s Little Pet | 18+ - Chapter #3 - Free To Read

RENEE

‘What an egoistic prick!’ This statement left my lips the second he said those words, his deep blue eyes still entrapping me while I stared at him unabashedly.

‘I seemed pretty enraptured, was there anything I’d like to say to him?’ I twisted his questions and thought to myself, was there anything I’d like to say to him?

There was just so much I’d like to mumble, maybe up close in his ears, my boobs brushing the chest, and my hands grazing the stubble on his chin.

He quirked his brows as I took a small step back, embarrassed at being caught staring and shaking my head; I tried to discard the illicit thoughts in my head.

As I made the small move, he placed his right elbow on the nearby counter, a clear indication that he wasn’t leaving anytime soon and that he intended to talk to me. His lips were still stretched in that sneaky smirk that seemed to be doing things to my insides, and I swallowed heavily.

Damnit! I couldn’t stop looking at him, and as I did, I came to the realization that this was the first man I was feeling attracted to in years other than Dylan.

Was this a good thing or not? I pondered, my eyes still wandering stiffly and roaming over him.

I dragged my gaze from his sinful as fuck face to his chest, and I saw that he had on a white shirt that he filled out quite amazingly. A small chest tattoo of whatever peeked through, and I imagined how he would look naked, my curiosity taking the best of me.

He had on black boxer shorts, and his legs were so virile and robust. He was so muscular, ripped, and handsome that, once again, I began to imagine how he would look sprawled out on the bed with nothing on.

The grip of my hand on my cup tightened, and I took a small gulp of the tropical drink, soothing my parched throat.

“You don’t seem to be saying anything, baby girl?” His deep husky voice broke through the steamy silence between us, and pleasure rippled through me at what he’d just called me.

Goosebumps appeared on my skin at that endearment, and I could tell my cheeks were burning bright red.

‘Baby girl…’ Oh, but my mind began to wander, and my eyes shut close briefly; I imagined myself on all fours, with this heavily built man behind me, while he plowed the insides of my pussy.

At intervals, he would call me baby girl, his veiny hands snaking through my waist, and his vast fingers finding the folds of my pussy, stroking it while I screamed and came undone every time.

He would finger fuck me, bring me to the edge, and satisfy me so much. He looked older, like someone in his late thirties, and this was a bonus point for my illicit thoughts because this only meant that he would be experienced and…

“Baby girl…” He called out again, and I blinked twice.

I felt a warm sensation ripple through me, and I bit my lower lips unconsciously, feeling hot all of a sudden.

“Oh, when you bite your lips like that?” He groaned anomalistically, and before I knew what was happening, he took a step forwards and brought his fingers to my lips, caressing gently.

“What…” I started to say, but he shushed me, a grin on his lips.

He brushed my lips, his hands going to my wavy strawberry-blonde hair, and he caressed it gently.

“I guess the first thing I should ask would be your name, right?” He asked, and I blurted out, “My name is Renee, and you?”

“Hmmmn… Renee.” He said curtly, a deep growl emanating from his lips as he continued brushing my hair softly, and my breathing increased rapidly.

Sweat broke out all over me, and I shuddered slowly.

“I’m Robert. Robert Clarke, and we can keep the rest of the introductions for later. You are shaking. Are you horny?” He asked sharply, his words catching me off guard, and I let out a very flustered breath.

My eyes shifted to the sides, wanting to see if anyone had heard him ask that question, but luckily for me, no one seemed to be nearby. The man who’d served us earlier was nowhere to be found, and the whole place was a bit rowdy, with everyone minding their business.

No one seemed to be looking at us, and a wave of relief filled me instantly.

“Are you horny, Renee?” Robert asked again and still flushed, I lied through my teeth, “No!”

The curves of his lips broke into another wide grin as if he was making a mockery of me, and he did know I was lying.

“Your breathing is shallowed, and you are shaking softly….” He began after a while, and his fingers left my hair, and he began stroking my cheek. “I know your legs are trembling too, and I’m sure the black panties you have on is already wet. Your plump lips keep begging me for a kiss because you keep biting them unconsciously. I’m not a mind reader, but I know you crave something I can give you.”

“Fuck!” I blurted out, cursing under my breath as I tried to take a step back, wanting to create some space between us, but he gripped my shoulders tightly, entrapping me and not letting me go.

“You desperately want a man’s touch. You want me to touch you, and I assure you I will do that. I would take you to places, unknown baby girl… You trust me.”

“You… you… are… You are a stranger. I… I don’t want to….” I stammered defensively, still trying to leave, but he wasn’t letting go, and for some weird reason, I liked that he wasn’t. I liked the way he dominated me already, and in this public place, it felt like it was just the two of us.

“So meek and shy, exactly my type,” Roberts said again, his eyes twinkling at the sides, and my thighs clenched involuntarily again.

“I would like to fuck you, honestly. You might think I’m crude or too blunt, but since I saw you, I couldn’t think of anything else than drilling that tight hole within those curves of yours. I’ve been watching you since yesterday, ever since I saw you at the beach yesterday with your friend.”

“You’ve been stalking me? Are you a pervert or wh…”

“Come with me?” He said, cutting my speech and taking a step backward; he stretched his hand towards me.

“I should come with you, to where? Hell, I don’t even know who you are?” I almost yelled, stopping myself at the last minute.

‘What the hell is wrong with you, Renee? You are attracted to this man; why not go for it, and have the time of your life? Nicole is already off with a stranger enjoying herself, and you want to keep being meek and holy? Why don’t you accept this offer? Why don’t you be with this insanely hot as fuck man? Do you want to resist this offer of a lifetime?’

I could hear my inner voice urging me on, and I flushed again, my face gleaming red as I thought it over.

“Don’t worry, baby girl, I won’t bite.” He said again, and I blushed heavily.

Maybe I needed to take him up on his offer. The worst that would happen was what? Hell, I knew he would satisfy me well, so what was in it for me?

Dylan was having fun already, and I had an opportunity, but I was letting it go to waste. No!

This man had been watching me, and dare I say; he might have even come to buy the drinks on purpose, so that he could talk to me. He was making an effort, and it was so sexy.

“I need to tell my friend that I won’t be coming back to our room. She’s…”

“Take your time, princess.” He muttered softly, kissing my knuckles, and I gave him a warm smile, suddenly feeling free with him.

His little gestures, and his flirtatious winks, did turn me on, and my nipples were hard as a rock already.

Taking my phone out from the little pouch bag strapped to my waist, I quickly sent Nicole a text, telling her that I was off to some shenanigans with a very handsome stranger and a smile on my lips. I giggled slightly when her text came through.

‘Damn girl, who is he? I want all the freaking details, Ma’am.’

‘Of course ma cheríe.’ I texted back and quickly dropped my phone back, and even though it chimed with a response from her again, I didn’t bother checking it.

“Are you ready now?” Robert asked, coming close and brushing my hair softly, and I just nodded a bit shyly, batting my eyelashes as I stared at the floor and anywhere but him.

“Okay then.”

He placed his hands on my shoulders and gently began to steer me out of the small hut-like building.

“What about your drinks?” I asked, and he proceeded to flirt excessively with me, making me blush all over, “I have something better than some tropical fruit juice. I wanted to taste you, sweet girl, and not that….”

I was turning red, blushing uncontrollably, and as we walked, I kept asking myself if I was doing the right thing.