Chapter sixty-four: Always Ready For Daddy

Chapter sixty-four: Always Ready For Daddy

Jessica


"Jeff?"

The person on the other side of the phone spoke.

"Oh, hi, Avery." He muttered.

My nostrils flared as I could hear her stupid voice on the phone. I clenched my jaw as he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, looking away from me.

"Um…I am kind of bound with work and holidays, you know? I am not sure I can…." I raised an eyebrow and he looked at me, shrugging and looking desperate.

"I might be able to work something out, I am not yet certain. Can I call you back?" My eyes widened and he hung up.

"What the hell was that?" I asked.

"Calm down, Jessica…"

"No! I am not going to calm down, when did you two date again?"

"It was before college."

"Okay and how many times did she try getting back with you after you broke up?"

"I don't know, I don't think she ever did."

"Then, why is she suddenly trying to hang out with you after all these years? When she knows I am here?" I fumed, he opened his mouth to say but I continued.

"Steven always tried to get back with me and you said no. So I am saying no to Avery." He pressed his lips together and sighed heavily through his nose.

"Okay, you are right."

I sat down on the couch, trying to relax myself. He stood and dialed Avery's number again, politely declining her lunch request. His eyebrows furrowed as he paced around the room and I desperately wanted to know what she was saying.

"What?" He said to her on the phone

"No, I genuinely have work to do, she has nothing to do with this."

She was probably asking him if I was the reason why he was saying no to lunch with her. He leaned his head back and clenched his eyes shut.

"Avery, we dated a long time ago, I am sorry but I can't disrespect her like that."

I smiled confidently at him and he shook his head.

"Maybe we all can get together sometime but I am not comfortable going alone. I am so sorry, Avery." He hung up and looked at me with raised eyebrows.

"Happy?"

"Extremely," I replied and smiled.

"Good," he chuckled.

He sat down next to me and pressed a firm kiss on my lips.

"What was that for?" I asked as he pulled away, he shrugged.

"I haven't properly kissed you since yesterday, that was too long."

"We also haven't made love for an even longer time." I added and he poured on it for a moment, looking off into the distance as if he was in deep thoughts.

"You are right, we should play it up this time."

"What do you mean?" I asked and he smirked, deepening the dimples on his right cheek.

"It means I am going to fúck you on my office desk, Pumpkin."

He took me to his study room and hastily sat me down on the cold wood of his desk, the dim lighting barely illuminating our bodies as his lips attacked my neck. I pulled his shirt off his body and ran my hands down his toned torso, he nearly tore off my shirt, revealing my bare breasts as I didn't put on a bra.

He fondled both my breasts in his large hands, making me gasp and he took the advantage and slipped his tongue into my mouth. He crawled onto the desk with me, pushing me down against the desk and abruptly shoving his pelvis against me.

"You are so sexy, Princess."

He growled, leaving a trail of kisses down my torso and reaching my underwear. He slipped my panties down my legs, tossing them aside and leaving me completely naked on top of his desk.

"Always for you, Daddy." I responded softly. His eyes dilated and he cupped my pússy and my back instantly arching upon contact.

"Already so wet, baby girl." He said as he slipped one finger inside me.

My mouth fell open and I gripped the edges of the desk. He slowly began pumping his finger and his other hand gripping my waist. My soft moans were the only thing filling the quiet air in his house.

"F….faster, daddy." I whined and he bit his lips, inserting another finger and pumping faster. I bucked my hips, feeling myself start to breathe heavier with every move of his fingers.

"I want every inch of me inside you." He said darkly, pulling both his fingers out and pulling his sweatpants down.

He positioned himself at my entrance and then smirked devilishly before grabbing one of my legs, hoisting it over his shoulder before pushing côck inside me. I gasped at the sudden pressure, his neck veins protruding as he held himself above me. This is an entirely new position for me but I found it extremely sexy.

He slowly began thrusting, my hands making their way to his hair as he brought his face down to mine. He connected our lips, giving me sloppy kisses as he multitasked his hip movement alone with his mouth. He nuzzled his face into my neck and grunted softly with each thrust into me and as he quickened his rhythm, the more the desk began to hit against the wall.

"Oh my gosh, Jeffrey." I whined as the pleasure replaced the pain, he pulled his head back and let his lips brush my ear.

"We have been doing this far too long for you to keep forgetting my name, baby girl." I bit my lips as his own teeth bit down on my earlobe and I let out a shaky breath.

"Then punish me, Daddy."

He pulled back enough to look at me and grinned widely before he hoisted himself up, pulling out of me gently before motioning for me to flip over.

I flipped over and my ass in the air and I was now standing on my hands and knees. I felt his hands roam the curves off my ass before one of his hands was brought down harshly onto my right cheek. I gasped, gripping the edge of the desk harder than before.

"Fúck," I breathed and his hand rubbed over the now red mark I could feel appearing on my skin.

"Such a naughty girl for Daddy, aren't you?" He said and brought another hand down on my skin, making me lurch forward slightly.

"Y….yes Daddy." I said softly and then I felt him inserting his díck inside me again.

The pressure less uncomfortable than before, he thrusted at a quicker pace and I could hear the sound of our skin slapping together, mixed with both of our moaning.

"Fúck, baby." He grunted as he grabbed hold of my hair in his hand, making me lean my head back slightly.

"You look so fucking good like this, baby girl."

"Faster, daddy." He quickened his thrusts, losing rhythm and his movement became sloppier with each buck of his hips.

"F….fúck," I whispered, feeling myself inching closer to my peak but he tightened his grip on my hair.

"Don't you dare cum, Princess. Hold it." He said darkly.

"I don't think I can….."

"You can and you will."

His movement slowed to a regular pace and the sound of the desk hitting the wall began to soften.

"Hold it, baby girl."

I bit my lips, clenching my eyes shut as I tried to hold it for him. The pleasure was becoming all too much and I was praying he would let me release. After a few more long, excruciating seconds, he finally gave me the order to release.

"Okay, Princess, cum on my díck."

I let myself go and instantly felt relief. He pulled out and ended up ejaculating all over the desk. He sighed and pushed his hair back before helping me off the desk, my legs were wobbly and felt like jello. He stares at the mess he made with a look of both pride and shame.

"Damn it."

"I am not cleaning it up." I said with a small laugh.

"I know you won't," he smirked.

"I better clean it fast before it ruins my desk."

He left and I took that moment to put on my shirt, hearing my phone run in the other room. I left his study as he was busy cleaning up the mess and l entered the other room to pick up my phone.