Sugar Daddy

“Do you really expect me to believe, that you, Shreya Sharma, has never been proposed? Ha!” he laughed sarcastically.

“But I haven’t, honestly”

“I don’t believe you”

An enormous argument about her previously non-existent love life and full bellies later, they lay on the sand in the cool breeze of the night and salty smell of the ocean.

Joined by their hands and arrested by each other’s eyes, they enjoyed the soft sounds of the waves crashing with silence on their part. They basked in the afterglow of the sunset.

The silence broke by the soft voice of a male. He asked, “It’s getting cold, should we go in?”

Not ready to end this blissful time they were having, she shook her head and crawled on top of his body, sharing her warmth and the little piece of clothing she had on her body.

“Now, we won’t be cold” she smiled and laid her head on him.

She heard his heart beat in her ears and felt his arms wrap tightly around her frame. She breathed in his addictive woody scent and salty sweat. She felt the hard ridges of his body through her shirt, in contrast to her soft flesh.

Soon, her heart beat synchronised with his beats and felt truly at peace. Though she knew him for a little while, she liked him more than she’d care to admit. She didn’t know for how long she could hold his interest but she knew that every moment she spent with him, she would treasure like her very own Kohinoor. (Kohinoor is a rare piece of diamond gifted from a king in India to The Queen of England.)

She smiled, at the warmth and comfort his presence provided, but then realized she knew nothing about him except his “me and my many exes”

Time to interrogate

“What do you do?” she asked, looking up at him.

“Ow! Darling, your elbows” he cried.

“Oh sorry!” she chuckled embarrassed and removed her elbows that she unknowingly pressed on
his stomach. ‘ouch that must have hurt’ she thought to herself.

With a breath of relief, he asked “so what were you saying?” and took hold of her body, positioning her on top of his body in a way that they were both looking at each other and could hold a conversation comfortably.

“What do you do?” she repeated.

“I work in my family business”

“Typical Indian Man” she chuckled and asked, “Nice! What’s the business?”

“We are into real estates, building and construction. You might’ve heard about us, ‘Mehta Corporations’”

“You are a fucking Mehta? You are Vansh Mehta?” she exclaimed and sat up on him with a jerk.

“Ow! Easy Shreya! A human being here” he groaned.

“Sorry, I just got shocked. I’m still in shock. You are a Mehta. You really are a Mehta. Can I see your ID?” she asked her eyes large and mouth hanging open.

“If you didn’t notice it already, I’m naked here” he chuckled

“So what? I asked your ID?” she raised her hand towards him and asked for it.

“I AM LITERALLY NAKED” he said, emphasizing each word.

“What if you are fucking naked?” she groaned, raised her hands and swiftly removing her shirt, she threw it beside her on the sand. “I’m naked too now, just give me your fucking ID already” she said
impatiently.

He looked at her, unable to form any words, just wanting to forget about the conversation and ogle at her delicious body.

It seemed that slowly the gears in her head turned, and she realized that naked meant he had nothing on him.

Her cheeks turned a deep red and she laughed at herself, trying to cover the embarrassment she felt.

“I’m literally the internet explorer at times, my brain just be lagging” she said and laughed the very awkward laugh that you can neither laugh on nor laugh with.

“Why are you so shocked about it though?” he asked

“How can I not be shocked? You literally own almost every house in this city, including mine. I pay
my bloody rent to you every month, and I’m on a date with my landlord.”

“I don’t own anything, my dad does” he said softly.

“Same thing! Same thing! You’ll get all these in a few years” she sang and grinned big. A gold-digger smile right there.

But her expressions slowly transformed, from grinning to scrunching her brows and finally settled on a cute little frown.

Not a huge fan of the frown he now saw on her lips and not understanding the reason, he asked.

“What’s that frown for?”

She was silent for a while, and then she met his eyes and asked, “Why are we dating?”

A little dumbstruck, he looked at her confused, but then asked, “What do you mean why we are dating? It’s the first date; how the fuck do you already have doubts?”

“NO! I mean why are we dating dating? You are filthy rich, why aren’t we in a sugar relation? I want to be a sugar baby.”

“So according to you, if you are rich you can’t date? You just gotta pay for whoever your sugar baby is?” he asked, offended.

“Here, this is why I was frowning. I want to have a sugar daddy so bad, but then I’ll have to accept gifts and stuff you pamper me with, which will make me feel guilty. Can you be my sugar daddy minus the pampering stuff? Please?” she said in a voice as sweet as the honey.

“Pampering is the whole point of being a sugar baby” he pointed out.

“But I don’t want the gifts or whatever. I just want to be a sugar baby” she said irritated.

“That’s dating” he stated, trying hard not to laugh.

“But I want a sugar daddy” she pouted.

“Then you gotta accept the gifts” he chuckled.

“Why you gotta get into the details? Just be my sugar daddy already!” she said and hit him in the chest.

“What difference will that make?” he asked, laughing and curious.

“I get to call you daddy” she sang breathily, and licked her lips suggestively “You call me your baby”

“I call you baby already, my pretty baby” he chuckled and placed a sweet kiss on her nose.

“About the daddy part, you call me daddy, you behave like it. You do what daddy likes” he added in
a sexily strict tone, pinched her nipples and looked at her in a way that suggested he’d very much like to be her daddy.

“I’ll do anything you want, daddy” she said, her voice breathy and soft, slow and seductive. She did a biting action and gave a slow sexy smile to him.

“And if I misbehave, I’ll offer you my ass to spank.” She wriggled her sexy butt and winked.

“Bad little vixen” he remarked.

She laughed and asked, “So, will you be my sugar daddy?”

“I would, gladly, but are you sure you want to be my sugar baby? Are you sure you’ll be able to handle me, baby?” he asked, holding her eyes arrest with his beautiful eyes, he took her lower lip and bit it.

He flipped them so he was now on top of her, and took her erect nipples in her mouth and bit harshly, then licked on it to soften the pain. He bit on her stomach and the crook of her neck, leaving bite marks as red as the blood. He licked her wounds and asked after every bite, “Will you, baby?”

He stood up, pulling her along, and he bent her at the waist. He held her waist and grabbed her butt cheeks, bending down he gave her a sweet kiss at the dimples on her back.

“You should get a trial, yeah?” he whispered.

And without any warning, he smacked her hard on he left ass cheek. She cried out and tightened her legs, the hit vibrated directly in her core.

He smacked her on her right ass cheek, and she jerked forward with the force. She cried out, “Oh god” and he repeated, smacking her harder than before. When her ass was a good shade of red and her eyes filled with water, he asked,

“Want me to continue, baby?”

“Oh god, yes, but no” she said and stood up straight.

Turning around, she pushed him on the ground and sat down on his huge erection. Her thighs were soaked with her arousal and her belly was clenching and perhaps dying with the overdose of pleasure mixed with pain.

She held his hand and her entrance met his dick, she moaned out his name looking straight in his eye. She bent down to whisper in his ears, said “I’d let you spank me anytime daddy” and captured his lips with her. She kissed him deeply, tasting everything exotic in his mouth; she met his tongue and submitted herself to his assault.

Her hips on the other hand were lethal in their movements; they moved up and down, deep and fast. She brought her right hand to her clit, closed her eyes and rubbed herself.

She rode his dick like an experienced rider.

She rode his dick and brought herself to oblivion.