"Daddy please" He looked up from between her thighs and gave her a warning glare "Careful little flower, you don't want to sleep with an aching pussy do you??" ●●● Lilliana Barnette is your typical timid teenage girl, who finds herself falling more and more in love with the handsome Damon Michaelson... her father's bestfriend, a man much older than her and one she's to refer to as her uncle. Damon Arnold Michaelson, a multi-billionare business tycoon, bachelor in his prime known for his irresistible charm amongst the ladies. He finds himself falling for his neice Lilliana, but ...being his bestfriend's daughter meant she was forbidden to him but his desire for her only grew with each passing day ...even when he was being intimate with other women. She took over all of his thoughts without even trying. He knew he had to keep his distance from her but instead, found himself wanting to touch her every chance he got. His mind wanted to own his bestfriend's daughter in ways no one had ever done not even her boyfriend. All the while, she innocently kept thinking he's not affected by her or her body unaware of his filthy need to claim her as his for everyone to see. Everything changes when his said bestfriend has to leave the city for a business trip, entrusting him with the responsibility of taking care of his only daughter. Leaving under the same roof, the two find themselves in a love/lust infested dilemma. It gets ever harder for them to keep their feelings for each other hidden with every passing day. Though they tried at first, eventually their forbidden desire wins. They start meeting up secretly as often as possible, away from prying eyes ...most importantly away from Lilliana's father's eyes.
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"Please don't stop," she moaned, tugging at her restraints. The two cold metal rings dug into the soft skin around her wrists. The man laying shirtless between her wide open legs chuckled softly at her futile attempts to free herself. Hooking both of his inked arms around her milky thighs and forcing her body back down on the soft mattress before going back to abusing her core with his warm mouth.
Teasingly flicking his wet tongue around her nub before harshly sucking it in his mouth.
Her toes curled and her hips jerked up into his mouth at the pleasant pain just as he rolled his tongue soothingly around her swollen nub before repeating the action.
"Daddy please" the girl cried, unable to stand the pleasurable torture anymore. The man had been doing this for quite some time now without letting her cum, just teasing her to the brink and stopping just when she was about ready to disobey him.
"Patience little flower" he mumbled into her core, the vibrations of his every word resonating on the girl's sensitive button. With her legs hiked up on either side of the man's head, she did the opposite of what she was told and impatiently grinded her core on his mouth chasing after her release. She was close ...too close but the man didn't seem to notice or even care.
"please" a whimper escaped her pink swollen lips when he suddenly stopped her hips, wrapping his hand across her stomach and once again forced her body flat on the mattress.
He looked up from between her thighs and gave her a warning glare "careful little flower, you don't want to sleep with an aching pussy do you??"
Her eyes widened at the possibility and head moved frantically from side to side to indicate her reluctance. Her teeth painfully clenched around her lower lip as she tried to remain still, which proved hard to do with his warm breath fanning over her wet folds. Satisfied with her reaction, the man let go of one of her thighs and sucked two of his fingers in his mouth all the while maintaining eye contact with the girl. Her vaginal walls clenched, anticipating the pleasure and a sultry mewl escaped her lips at the sight. It wasn't everyday that she got to see a man suck on his fingers in such an exotic manner.
He chuckled softly bringing his now wet fingers down on her core and put pressure on her overly stimulated nub. "Don't cum" he growled, adding more pressure. His authoritative tone forcing the girl to obey and be at his mercy. She closed her eyes and bit her lip harder once again trying not to move while simultaneously scrambling her brain for things to think of other than the amazing feeling between her thighs.
His fingers glided down her lower lips to her desperate hole and drew slow circles around her opening "daddy.." she moaned, feeling more of her wetness drip out of her core coating the man's fingers. He groaned aroused by the sight and pressed his fingers inside but not the whole way in, he was still teasing the poor needy thing. Her chest rose and fell as she felt herself get closer at the slight intrusion, to the man's delight. He chuckled, pulling his fingers out and bringing them up to her mouth.
He rubbed them on her lower lip, coating the pink flesh with her wetness. The girl greedily opened her mouth to welcome them and moaned at the taste, rolling her tongue around them like she would his manhood. He groaned, feeling himself get even more aroused by the action and pulled them out before smashing his lips on hers for a hungry lip bruising kiss, and moved his hand back down between their burning bodies to her aching core.
She gasped into his lips when he ...without any warning, shoved his fingers inside her opening and moved them around searching for her g-spot before grinding on it "Oh fuck" she moaned, breaking the kiss to look him in the eyes with hers silently begging him to make her cum. He got up and placed his free hand on her lower stomach to keep her in place before quickening his fingers. Her vision blurred at the intense pleasure, her insides contracting around his thick long fingers, warning him of her upcoming orgasm.
"Daddy please..." she begged, one more time with a shaky breath as her thighs began to shake. He looked down at her face as it contorted in pleasure, his dark eyes dilating in lust as he watched her writhing bare in his arms. He brought his thumb down to join in on the assault on her core and rubbed on her nub.
"Cum" the impatient girl didn't need to hear that twice. Her hips lifted up from the bed as she did as she was told, screaming his name and cutting the last string of control the man was clinging on to. He quickly unbuckled his pants with one hand while the other continued its abuse on her over stimulated nub and with one swift move of his hips thrusted his manhood inside her without letting her calm down.
"Oh my God" her head tilted back when his thickness brushed up against her sensitive spot pushing her deeper into the dark pool of lust. He grabbed both her legs and pushed them up. Wearing them around his neck like a necklace to get more access to her core before slamming his manhood balls deeper in her dripping greedy hole. Her eyes rolled back into their sockets at the dizzying pleasure and her head fell back on the pillow in bliss as he moved in and out of her, massaging her wet walls with his rod.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!
The illusive dream faded, Liliana's eyes snapped open at the loud hurried banging on her bedroom door and looked around. She sighed in disappointment when she realised she was still in her room… alone and fully clothed with the man gone. It was one of those mornings again when she'd wake up wet and bothered, covered in sweat from a wet dream about a man she knew she couldn't have.
"Lilliana you're going to be late for school" her father said from outside her door, she groaned rolling out of bed and slouched to her bedroom door while putting on her nightgown. Leave it to her father to ruin a good dream. She took a couple of deep breaths in to calm down before opening the door and raised an eyebrow at the man. He was twenty-five years her senior but he was still in great shape, he exercised regularly and dressed to impress… even had tattoos from his teenage years.
Scowling at his daughter, he reached out his hand to touch her forehead and check her temperature level. Her face was a little pale making him think she was sick.
"Are you okay princess?? You seem a little flushed and hot??" he asked worried, Lilliana rolled her eyes moving his hand away from her face and assured him.
"I'm fine dad, I just woke up but thanks for the compliment" he nodded, still worried but didn't pry further.
"I made you breakfast, get ready for school …I'm leaving"
"Thanks dad" he kissed her forehead before walking away. The girl slammed the door shut and walked back to her bed. Taking off her nightgown, she snaked back under the covers and checked her phone to see how many hours she still had of sleep before it was time to get ready for school. The time on the screen read 05:30 making her sigh in delight, school didn't start until 08:30 giving her an hour and a half to catch up with her dreams. She buried her head back in the cotton pillow and closed her eyes, quickly falling back to sleep.
An hour later, she's woken up by the sound of her alarm. Groaning, she hesitantly reached out her hand to turn it off and slowly sat up straight. Yawning, she stretched her limbs before getting out of the king-sized bed and lazyingly made her way toward her joint bathroom to start with her every morning routine. She brushed her teeth clean and washed her face before getting in the shower. She moaned standing under the manmade rain, the warmth of the water washing off the last bit of sleep in her eyes.
She grabbed her candy scented hair shampoo and applied it on her hair before massaging it into her scalp. Washing the foam off, she proceeded to wash her body to her satisfaction and stepped out of the shower onto the fuzzy silver grey bathroom carpet. She got her bathrobe from behind the bathroom door and slipped it on before grabbing a towel from the towel rack. She wrapped her hair in it to dry while she got ready for school.
Leaving the bathroom, she walked into her walk-in closet and got her school uniform from one of the cabinets and lingerie from one of the drawers. She put everything on the leather sofa in the middle of the room and undid the belt of her bathrobe. She left it to drop on the floor and applied body lotion on her skin first before putting on her underwear then the rest of her clothing.
She walked out minutes later with a pair of Jordans in her hand and stopped in front of her vanity mirror. Pulling the chair back a little, she sat down and put on her sneakers before starting with her make up that always included a little bit of concealer to hide the dark spots on her face, a black mascara to keep her long lashes out of her eyes and a nude lip gloss. Smacking her lips together, she smiled up at her reflection satisfied with the results on her face and undid the tightly wrapped towel still on her head to do her hair.
Not bothering with a hair dryer, she ran a brush through the now clam hair. Put it all up in a high ponytail and decorated it with scrunchies matching the colours of her school uniform. With one last look at her reflection, she got up and walked to her study desk to get her backpack. She then went to her nightstand table to get her phone, turning it on to check its battery life and grabbed a phone charger when it read below 50% before leaving her room.
She walked down the long flight of stairs, heading straight to the kitchen in search of that breakfast her father mentioned earlier. Walking in, she halted in her tracks and placed a hand over her chest to keep her heart from jumping out of her chest from shock. When to her surprise the kitchen wasn't empty, a man sat in one of the kitchen stools with a newspaper in one hand and a sandwich in the other… her father's best friend, affectionately known to her as her uncle, Damon Arnold Michaelson.
Looking handsome, calm and collected in his black three piece suit. Brandishing a golden rolex watch on his wrist. The man was a business tycoon… owned a chain of hotels, clubs and casinos and only ever seemed to speak when he felt it was of utmost necessity except when he was with his niece. Well, that was until recently. Everything changed after the girl's sixteenth birthday about two years ago.
The man had suddenly turned cold toward her and kept his distance. His cold demeanour though never failed in enticing a lot of women hence he was well known for breaking hearts unknowingly including Liliana's. He looked up at the sound of approaching footsteps, his lips stretching into a lopsided cocky smile when his eyes landed on the girl timidly walking past the door into the kitchen "Morning" he said in his baritone voice.
Licking her suddenly dry lips, the girl composed herself and said "good morning" walking around the kitchen counter to get to the oven where her father usually left her food and pulled the door open looking for her breakfast. She frowned, when she was greeted by the delicious smell of grilled cheese and ham but no sandwich and turned to the man. With an accusatory tone in her voice, she asked "Damon where's my breakfast??" just as the man was about to take a bite of the other half of the sandwich.
Caught red handed, the man said "I can explain" and put the sandwich back down on the grey plate. Rolling her eyes at the familiar words, the girl moved closer to the counter and leaned forward to drag the plate toward herself.
She took the half eaten sandwich in her hands and took a big bite of the toasted bread before saying "I'm listening" with her mouth full staring at Damon. This used to be a normal occurrence between the two and if it was two years ago, they'd be bickering at the moment but things were different now.
"It's simple really" Damon started, shrugging his shoulders as if to say it was obvious and pushed his half drank coffee toward the girl too before adding "...I was hungry and you know I hate food served in planes" he had just returned from a business trip in France.
"You say it like you don't fly in a private jet"
Lilliana scoffed, not buying into his excuse and took another bite of her sandwich. All he had to do was order someone to restock the plane full of everything he liked.
The man disagreed, folding his newspaper close and said "a plane is a plane little flower" little flower ...the nickname replayed in the girl's head. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she tried not to but couldn't control the heat that rushed to her face, turning her cheeks a tinge of pink at the sweet nickname. Hearing him call her his little flower was the one thing she could never get used to even though the man had been calling her that since he first found out her name was Lilliana ...Lily like a flower when shortened, it was the only thing that hadn't changed about him.
"Do you need a ride to school??" Damon snapped her mind back to reality and effectively changed the subject.
"Well.." the girl hesitated, her eyes moving to the blazer atop the table in the welcoming hall where her phone was ...deep in one of its pockets. She had already sent a text to her best friend asking her to come pick her up, but it wasn't everyday that Damon Michaelson took a minute out of his precious time to drive her to school so she made up her mind.
“...actually I do," she said, making a note to herself to not forget to stop her friend from coming to get her. Surely she would understand.
"Great, let's go then… I have an early meeting," the man said, grabbing his car keys from the counter and getting up to leave. Lilliana gulped down the rest of the coffee in the mug and put the mug in the sink before rushing out of the kitchen after him. Grabbing her backpack and blazer from the table, she followed Damon outside to his car parked in their driveway. He opened the passenger door for her before walking around the car to get in the driver's side and sat behind the wheel.
He pushed the start button to start the car's engine and waited for the girl as she locked the house. Jogging down the porch, she sat inside the car and dropped her backpack on the passenger floor before putting on her safety belt and smiled at the man to drive. Damon drove out of the Barnette residence and got on the road heading straight to Lilliana's school.
Taking out her phone, Lilliana sent a quick text to her friend telling her not to pick her up anymore and waited for her reply to be sure she saw the text before turning it off and putting it on a charger. The two drove in silence for a few minutes until the girl couldn't take it anymore and leaned forward to turn on the radio. Seeing this, the man frowned taking his eyes off the road for a second to ask "what are you doing??" Just as Lilliana switched from station to station searching for her favourite. He loved his peace hence never used the radio in his car or allowed anyone to use it either.
"What do you mean??" The girl asked, confusedly.
"...It's too quiet in here so I'm playing some music" she added, her hand never moving away from the radio button.
The frown on the man's face turned into a disapproving scowl "well I like the silence so stop" he said, stealing a quick glance back at the road before removing the girl's hand from the button. Replacing it with his, he turned the radio off himself. The seriousness in his tone let the girl know he won't like it if she insisted.
“Okay, I'm sorry" she mumbled, leaning back in her seat and turned her head toward the window instead with one question in her mind. Why did she even accept his offer??
WHO ELSE HAVE YOU TOLD??... Lilliana woke up feeling better than when she went to sleep the night before. She stretched her limbs a little, yawning before sitting up and gently rubbed sleep from her eyes with the pads of her fingertips. Remembering what Damon had asked her to do, she got her laptop from her bedside table and snaked her hand under one of the pillows on her bed in search of her reading glasses. Pulling them out, she put them on and opened the computer. It's screen lit up, bathing her face in bright blue light and the girl got to work. She skillfully moved her fingers around the keyboard, typing in the two words she was to learn more about onto the search bar. Words that seemed harmless yet held so much control. The screen loaded for a second or two before revealing the results to her. They showed a qualitative exploration of dominant/submissive roles and relationships, explaining what they are and how they work. The search described dominants as empathic and nurtu
ARE YOU PREGNANT??...Lilliana turned on her phone as soon as they sat inside Damon's car. She used her thumb to unlock its screen just as the man drove out of the underground garage and was first greeted by multiple missed call notifications from her father and best friend. Deciding to explain everything to her father once they reached the Barnett residence, she sent a quick text to her best friend… reassured her of her safety before putting her smartphone back in the bag on her lap and looking up at the man beside her.“Back in that room..” she started nervously and asked “you said, you'd be in control of my body and pleasure most of the time… what did you mean by that??”Damon let out a soft chuckle at the girl's curiosity as he drove out of the underground garage. He got back on the road, heading toward the Barnett residence and glanced at the girl for a second before responding with a question of his own “Do you know what a dominant is??” “I have an idea of what it might be all
A LOOK INTO HIS PLAYROOM… Lilliana woke up a couple of hours later at the touch of Damon on her hip. The cool light of a moon streamed through the window, casting shadows inside the room. She felt the man's lips on her shoulder, exploring her skin. She could also feel the heat of his against her bare back, the hairs on his chest a little scratchy against her soft skin as he moved. She laid there for a moment, just luxuriating in the memory of the passion he showered her body with earlier before finally rolling over to face him. Her arm went around his neck while his went on her back, resting on her bottom and mumbled grudgingly “kiss me” A wish Damon didn't hesitate to fulfill. Rolling onto his back, he pulled the girl on top of him so that she was now straddling him and wrapped his hand around her neck to pull her face closer before claiming her soft lips with his. The kiss was slow and passionate at first before quickly turning intense. Damon dug his fingers into the soft flesh
RECREATING SCENES Pt.2Lilliana let out a moan, her hips jerking forward into the man's warm mouth for more as his wet tongue drew a long lick up her slick folds from her dripping hole to her nub that's swollen with excitement.Closing his lips around her bundle of nerves, Damon flicked and rolled his tongue around the small button. Pushing the girl toward the whirlpool of bliss, a destination she was desperate to reach. He listened as her breathing got quick and excited, her nub pulsating against his tongue before detaching his mouth from her core and removing his arms from around her thighs. He was purposely edging her, manipulating her body for what's to come.“Damon…” she uttered quaveringly, breathless. Her legs trembling from having been denied an orgasm for the second time.“Patience little flower” the man cut her off, a corner of his mouth pulled up in an amused smirk when he looked up and noticed Lilliana scowling down at him from under her long lashes. Her face hot and flush
RECREATING SCENES Pt.1They reached the hotel about an hour and a half later and parked on a spot only a few feet away from the the private elevator leading up to Damon's penthouse. The two bulk men standing guard outside the heavy doors sprang to their feet at their arrival, hands hovering over their guns as they waited to see who'd exit the car despite recognizing it as their boss's and only relaxed when Damon stepped out of the driver's door. Their paranoia was expected as they'd faced situations before where people from rival gangs would impersonate Damon's car in order to get access to the building, well aware that the security at the gate wouldn't ask him to verify his identity in his own hotel.The two bodyguards watched as the man walked around the front of his car with his jacket on his arm, curious to see the woman he brought with him or his flavour for the night as they liked to call the man's conquests. Damon cautiously scanned the dimly lit garage for any suspicious activ
I'M READY FOR MY DESSERT...Late in the afternoon, Johnson was working from home. He sat in the living room with his eyes lowered and focused on the laptop's screen that was on his lap as his fingers moved around the keyboard. His ears perked up with interest at the sound of approaching footsteps, forcing his attention from his work. He looked up from the white screen and asked “Where are you two going??” when he noticed Damon and Lilliana walking down the stairs, all dressed up and seemingly going somewhere.Lilliana was wearing a mini yellow summer dress with spaghetti straps that stopped mid her thighs with white boots to avoid any suspicion, while Damon was still dressed in his suit as he'd just returned from his office. Reaching the ground floor, the girl went into the kitchen and Damon walked up to his friend.“I'm taking Lilly skating” He easily lied.“You‽‽” the man frowned at his friend, his eyes skipping to his daughter now leaving the kitchen with a bottle of water in her h
WEAR SOMETHING EASILY ACCESSIBLE...Once done with preparing breakfast, Jackson took away all the dirty dishes he'd used from the kitchen island and put them in a sink before filling it with warm water soap to clean later. He then untied the straps of the black apron hanging around his neck and took it off. Folding it neatly, the man pulled open one of the drawers and stashed it inside before excusing himself. He walked out of the kitchen and went up the stairs, presumably heading back to his bedroom to freshen up. Belinda's phone on the kitchen counter top vibrated with a call a minute later. The woman looked down at its lit up screen to check to see who the caller was and hurriedly placed the mug between her palms down when a name of her most recent client appeared. Picking it up from the island, she too excused herself and got up from her stool.Damon watched her leave, disappear down the spacious hall as she made her way out the glass sliding door for privacy. He waited until he
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR LIP?? WILD NIGHT??...“You did so fucking good, love” Damon praised, gently pulling his now softening member out of Lilliana's still pulsating centre and pulled his pants up. Picking the girl up bridal style, he turned around on his feet about to head toward her bathroom and take care of her but she stopped him.“Can I just go to bed??” She mumbled, the words coming out of her mouth in a tired whine.The man looked down at her still flushed face, contemplating whether or not to do as she asked for a second before giving in. He walked toward the king-sized bed in the middle of the room instead and carefully lowered Lilliana onto the soft mattress. He laid her down and made sure she was comfortable before going in the bathroom in search of something to use to clean her up. Stopping in front of the bathroom counter, he grabbed one of the towels hanging on the towel rack and dropped it in the basin. He opened one of the faucets, soaking it in warm water before takin
"God yes" Lilliana moaned, tilting her head back when the started sucking on the button and curled her fingers around his hair. The man sucked a little harder at her approval and let out a groan to share his own approval at the pain the girl inflicted with her every tug of his hair.He sucked and flicked his tongue on it until it was sensitive to the touch and the girl was now riding his face. Drunk in lust, the girl closed her palm tightly around the soft silky strands of his hair to keep his head between her thighs and slowly began moving her hips to the rhythm of the man's wet tongue.Her shyness seemed to have disappeared as she willingly pushed her core more into the man's mouth. She moaned, grinding her now swollen and stimulated button on it as she chased after her finish. Her eyeballs rolled back into their sockets as she enjoyed the warmth surrounding her core and the wet skillful tongue luring her climax closer with every second that went by.Damon dropped his hands from the
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