Daddy’s Little Pet | 18+
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gently draped it on Renee's shivering should
She muttered, and I
oats...."
ked once more, "Are we having our date at an exquisite restaura
surprise, baby girl. Just be q
quiet? I have a lot of
ut up. I know your legs are still quivering from my touch, and if y
ould say anything, I pulled her up to the doc
enee tightly, rubbing her arms softly so she didn't
She asked, looking at me with a
ed to say we have
ll me tha
t it is." I cut her off before she could spe
and dropped a chaste kiss o
and I looked up to see my yacht man
on his feet rapidly, his leg
d out, a grin on my f
ed when I received your request, but ever
o much." I s
em. "Renee, this is Mr. George. M
lfriend.' She gave me a questioning look before facing Mr.
" She told him when he
I interjected quickly, briefly
and roll. Everything you need is there, a
ively again, and glancing at Renee, I
sked, her eyes lighting up in curiosity as
to her question, and she gasped, g
our, right
aid so softly I didn
we finally stepped onto the slow-swingi
e name?" S
nam
ask a friend for a favor? You made a reservation, right?" She referenced
had no idea. I gently stroked her hair, splaying out my hands
his boat
ooking at me with dis
was or the kind of power I wielded over
It was built by my company, and you asked about
" She asked, finishing with a whis
her light slur, and she covered her mouth in embar
. Yo
o you think?" I asked, dragging her
possibly
rsonally taking this yacht on a spin since I built it. You'
s of fleets, then. You've probably taken
ice, but I didn't satisfy her underlying
...." I began, explaining the yacht's
a mini corridor lined with similar large doors, and I
...." She laughed softly, but as she finished her statem
on my fac
open, and she muttered, "Oh, the bedroom. Bedroom
eyes roamed the lush bedroom, her narrowed gaze stopping on the king-sized bed in the middle
cenes going on in her head, a
and teased, "I'm sure you're a tad bit wa
the base of her naked throat while a whimper escape
whispered in her ears, "Maybe we should christ
g under her heels as I droppe
ightened, dragging my lips away from her
afe for Mr. George and the chef serving us dinner tonight. He'll be leaving once he
?" She asked, and smiling, I
h.
at as we walked around the back of the unmoving yacht,
ow lights shining through did me a
. You're a
d, dragging her to where a roman
ise for my beauti