Treat Me: A Naughty Tale Page 2

  Now I plan to capture every sigh, each moan. And finally get my hands on every succulent inch of her delicious body.

  With her under my control now, I can devour her as I please.

  “I fucking knew it was you.” I breathe into her mouth as we come up for air.

  Her eyes are closed, her breathing is labored, and her round tits shake with every pounding beat of her heart.

  “Mr. Daily.” I feel her leg rub up against my thigh and I grip the thick flesh in my hand, holding her to me.

  “Eden.” I groan against her neck, sucking the surface until she pushes me back.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Taking what’s mine.” I growl as I taste her sweet lips again.

  “Mr. Daily…” She whines and my cock throbs, wanting out, demanding I free us both of our clothes and take her.

  Right here.

  Right now.

  “Jack. Call me Jack, Eden.” My hands roam her body until I get to her hips and I drag her closer, allowing her to feel the rigid length of my cock and what she does to me. “You made a mistake today Eden.”

  I see her eyes flutter as she tries to concentrate on what I’m saying. “How?”

  “This fucking outfit. When I saw you, all I wanted to do was rip it off. You better still be wearing it when I pick you up tonight.” I groan, wanting to take her now.

  “Tonight?” Her eyebrows furrow with her confusion.

  “Tonight.” I confirm.

  “I’m working tonight.” Her words only piss me off. All those horny bastards watching her.

  “What time?”

  She licks her lips as she tries to think. “I have three sets tonight, the first is at ten, but I have to be there for nine.”

  “Fine, I’ll be at your house at eight.” My words grow harsher the more I think about her dancing for other men.

  “What about Oli?”

  “He’s a big boy, I’m sure he knows how to keep his trap shut.” He’d fucking better.

  “I don’t know…”

  “Baby, the only way you’re going in to work tonight instead of being strapped to my bed until morning is if my cum is dripping down your silky thighs while you’re dancing for other men. They need to know you’re taken and mine.” I bite the words out, forcing myself to get under control before I fuck her senseless here and now.

  “Mr. Daily…”

  “Jack.” I snap.

  Eden’s clear green eyes stare up at me. Swirling with a mix of confusion and desire. “Jack,” she licks her lips and her hips move slightly forward, “That’s not a good idea.”

  “Why the fuck not?” I see nothing wrong with it.

  “Because I’m not on the pill.”

  “So?” I don’t even have to think about. I’m thirty-nine fucking years old, I’m not getting any younger, and this woman is mine for life. I’ve waited a long fucking time for her. I won’t let a little thing like kids change my mind.

  She rolls her eyes now and I pinch her ass cheek. “Ouch.”

  “Don’t be a brat.”

  “I’m not. I’m being sensible.”

  “Sensible is my dick buried balls deep in your tight pussy right fucking now, but I know you won’t be up for that yet. Soon, but not yet.”

  “You can’t say those things.” She smiles shyly and I know she enjoys it.

  “Why the hell not?”

  “Because we’re in a school. Where you’re the principal.” Her words are hushed, scandalized even and it’s cute.

  “Baby, I’ll do whatever I please, whenever and wherever I please. And I’ll damn well be doing it with you.” It’s not just a promise but a damn vow. This woman is mine.

  Stepping back so she can breathe, I clasp her hand in mine and drag her over to my desk. Sitting in the chair, I place her on the surface in front of me. She watches me but doesn’t say anything.

  “Now, let’s talk about that brother of yours.” I spread her legs to see just how revealing these tiny fucking shorts are and I’m pleasantly surprised to discover she’s not wearing anything underneath. “Jesus that’s a nice fucking surprise.”

  Rubbing my hands up her thighs, I pull the shorts to the side and see she’s nice and bare, allowing me to see every inch of her dripping wet cunt.

  “Do I make you this juicy, Eden?” I brush a thumb across her folds, and she shivers. Her head drops back on her shoulders and she lets out a little moan.

  “When’s the last time you’ve been touched by a real man?” As soon as the words are out of my mouth, I regret them. I don’t want the fucking answer. I may kill someone. “Don’t,” I snap when she opens her mouth to reply, “fucking answer that.”

  Her lips quirk up to the side as I lean forward to breathe in her scent. Fuck, she’s as ripe as a fresh raspberry and my mouth waters. I feel her hands grasp my hair and it’s only a second later that she pushes me further into her opening, my lips against her.

  Without thought my tongue comes out to play and I lick up her folds, pressing as close to her core as I can. “Right now.” I feel Eden breathe close to my ear.

  Son of a bitch.

  “And the time before that?” I pull away to look at her.

  My sexy little woman gets brazen and leans back, lifting her shirt to show her round tits. Nipples perked up and ready for a nibble. A blush creeping up her chest. Eden places her heels on the edge of my desk as she spreads her thighs further apart.

  “Last night.” She purrs and stares at my crotch where my dick is throbbing in pain.

  “Before that?” Fuck I must love being tortured.

  She licks her lips, closes her eyes and tilts her head. “There was a time when I just turned eighteen that this man,” her eyes open and snare me in their hypnotic stare, “knocked into me in the hallway. As he was helping me steady myself, his hand brushed across my nipples and for more than a month, I would use that feeling of complete rapture to make myself come.”

  “Fuck.” I remember that. I berated myself for weeks after and tried to avoid her like crazy. Eden has always been my forbidden fruit. My own sweet hell.

  “I would picture his mouth sucking on me until I came. His cock taking over my body in every way he could.” Her words are so quiet, it’s hard to hear, but my body sure as hell understands her intent.

  “Christ, woman. You looking to get fucked right her and now?”

  “Maybe.”

  Standing, I unbutton my slacks and pull out my cock. Pulling her hips closer to the edge of the desk, I run it through her folds, allowing her to understand just how far I’m willing to go.

  “You ready to be fucked senseless or should we talk?” An animalistic growl vibrates through me when she lifts her hips into my touch. Daring me to make good on my threat. “Just remember, this was your choice.” I snap as I push her to lay flat on the desk, line my cock up with her opening and slam right into her pussy.

  I slap a hand over her mouth as I feel the barrier to her virginity break and her body freeze and tense at my intrusion. “What the fuck, Eden.” I bark at her quietly.

  I’m not shocked that she’s a virgin, she was always quiet and never had a boyfriend from what I witnessed, but I didn’t expect her to allow me entrance to her body in my damn office.

  Not a sound comes from her as I begin to move my hips slowly in and out. Her eyes watch me with every thrust though and her body melts under my command.

  “Mr. Daily…” she sighs when I remove my hand. Her frame completely relaxes when I grab a fistful of her hair, tugging hard enough she should be cringing. Begging me to let her loose. She doesn’t though, in fact she begs for more. “Harder, Mr. Daily.” I lean down to lay over top of her and she murmurs against my cheek, “Make it hurt Jack.”

  Fuck. I never imagined she would be such a vixen.

  Picking her up, I slowly mover her to the floor, not wanting to risk my desk making noise or objects falling. Letting Eden go, I flip her over so she’s on her knees and pull her hips back into my groin.<
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  Putting a hand over her mouth, I hold her tight as I slam into her tight heat once more.

  Fucking virgin tight. She might kill me yet.

  I throb from my toes to the roots of my dark curly hair. My entire body hums with arousal and awareness of what Jack did to my body on the floor in his office.

  He fucked me hard and so thoroughly my thighs still ache. He made me promise to wear something skimpier than what I wore to his office tonight because he’s going to fuck me good and hard in his car so that his seed drips down my thighs all night long.

  I shiver every time I think about his filthy words and the effect, they had on me.

  Never in a million years would I have thought of myself as someone who enjoys rough sex, but when he slammed into my body, made pain vibrate through every fiber of my being, it only hurt for a quick second. Pleasure rolled through me after. I nearly came apart from the pain of his grip in my hair. I felt a few strands rip out and I’ve never been more turned on in my life.

  Standing in the middle of my room in nothing but a towel after my hot shower, I stare at my closet. Wondering just what Jack would like to see me in most. My hair is already dry, and my makeup done, I just need the damn clothes. Normally I’d only throw on a pair of sweats and a sweater, but not tonight.

  Tonight is all about Mr. Daily.

  My high school principal.

  I still can’t believe I’m not dreaming. I’ve been in love with him for so long that it’s all so surreal.

  I don’t get much more time to dwell on what’s happening or what to wear because I hear the doorbell ring and Oli yell, “I got it!”

  “Oh shit.”

  Grabbing my Halloween costume from last year, a plaid skirt and crop top, I throw them on. Not at all missing the irony of the outfit. Gripping my sexy black Kate Spade stiletto’s, I pray neither of them are arguing.

  Oli got off lucky in his punishment for his actions. He only has to clean up the mess and any graffiti around the school. He was relieved when I told him that after school.

  “So this is why the easy punishment, huh?” I hear my brother’s voice as I make my way downstairs.

  “Not really.” Jack says and I can picture his relaxed frame on the sofa in my mind. “Those punk ass shits needed a lesson in manners.” He laughs.

  “What’s the deal with Eady then?” Oli asks in his best protective brother tone. Carson always told him when I started bringing boys around it’d be up to him to make sure they were good enough for me. I bet neither figured the man I finally brought home would be twenty years my senior.

  Holy shit. I hadn’t thought about that before. What if I’m some sort of mid-life crisis for him? I don’t know if I could handle that.

  “She’s mine.” I can hear the shrug in his tone but also the possessive note.

  “Yours?” Oli speculates as I listen from behind the wall.

  “That’s what I said. Mine.” I want to sigh at his words, but I bite my tongue to stay quiet, interested in this odd conversation.

  “She’s flighty you know.”

  Flighty? I’m not flighty. My head is firmly on my shoulders.

  “How do you figure?” Jack asks, curiosity in his tone now.

  It takes a second for my jerk brother to answer. “She has big dreams.”

  “Nothing wrong with that.”

  “She enjoys dancing at the club. It keeps her grounded.”

  It does?

  “Where are you getting all this insight kid?” Lord I love his deep voice.

  “My parents. They said Eady is just like them. That they wouldn’t be surprised if she wound up travelling the world one day.” When did they say this? And what the heck gave them that impression?

  “Oh yeah. Means we’ll be having a lot of around the world—”

  “Dude! No. Gross. I don’t want to hear that. Just don’t break her heart. Eady is the best person I know.”

  “That she is kid. That she is.”

  “Um, hi.” I finally poke around the wall to see Jack sitting just how I pictured him and Oli standing in front of the window. “I’m ready to go.”

  Oli’s face scrunches in disgust as he sees what I’m wearing.

  Jack’s eyes darken and his sweats tighten as he stands to get a complete picture.

  “Get the fuck outta here kid.” He tells Oli without looking away.

  “You’re a principal, can you talk like that?” Oli laughs a little as leaves the room.

  “We ain’t in school, I’ll do as I please.” He mutters. “Or who I please.” Those words were only loud enough for me to hear. “Fuck are you sexy.”

  Swaying towards him, I place my hands on his wide shoulders, rubbing softly as I purr in his ear, “Thank you Mr. Daily.”

  He drags me closer to his body. “Hey kid!” I stop moving as I hear my brother coming back. “Here’s a hundred bucks, get the fuck gone.” My eyes widen as he tosses some bills to by brother.

  “Sweet!” The front door slams a moment later and suddenly we’re alone.

  “What happened to your car?” I giggle as he slides a hand under my skirt.

  “No fucking panties. Sweet Jesus baby.” He groans as he drops back onto the couch. “The car can wait, I need that pussy now.” His hand wraps around the back of my thigh and pulls me forward so I collapse onto his lap.

  “Oh!” I gasp as he positions me just how he wants.

  Legs spread wide open for him, my bare pussy is rubbing along his hardness as he lifts my top to reveal my naked breasts. “Fuck me. Do you ever wear underwear woman?”

  “No.” I shrug a shoulder and he growls as he attacks my nipple, sucking it sharply into his mouth. “Mmm.” I breathe out as I grip a fistful of his hair this time.

  I grab his free hand and place it between my legs. So many times, I’ve imagined his huge hands down there, petting me like his kitten and now that I’ve finally got him, I need it.

  Like the pulsing beat in my veins, I crave everything Jack can do for me. For us.

  “I don’t want to hear a single fucking sound from you, got it.” His snarl is harsh.

  I only nod my head. Thoroughly enjoying this more demanding side of him.

  Watching as he moves his hand lower to his pants, Jack lets his cock free and my mouth waters for a taste. “Soon.” He smirks, reading my look.

  His fingers delve into my channel and massages me, rubbing along all the delicious little buttons of pleasure my body possesses. All too soon he’s pulling his hands away from me and peeling off his shirt. Dropping it beside him, he places his arms across the back of the couch and issues me a command.

  “Ride me, Eden, and make it fucking good.”

  Challenge, accepted.

  Rising up on my knees, I center myself over his length. The heat of his cock makes me shiver as I slowly lower myself down to his body again.

  He’s a tight fit because he’s so large and I’m so new at this but I’m determined to make him eat his words.

  Closing my eyes, I imagine the beat of a song in my head and begin to roll my hips to the melody. Up and down, back and forth, slide and grind.

  I keep all the moans and sighs trying to break free to myself like he demanded. When I open my eyes slightly, I see Jack with his head leaning back on the sofa, appearing relaxed but as I gaze further down his arms and to his hands, I see them fisting the material in white knuckle grips. Telling me more than anything else that he’s enjoying what I’m doing.

  My sensual moves have him wanting more but he’s waiting on me. Letting me have the control this time. Rolling my hips in the same way I would if I were giving him another lap dance, it doesn’t take long for his hands to grasp my thighs and gradually begin to take his control back.

  “This Halloween party at the club, tell me more about it.” His voice is hoarse.

  “You have to buy tickets to reserve a dancer.” I breathe as he begins thrusting up into me.

  “Oh yeah. So you’d be mine all night long?” His grin
is wolfish, predatory.

  “Well,” I slowly draw out, “I’m already reserved.”

  “The fuck you are.” He snarls. “By who?”

  “I have no,” I gasp as he slams me down onto him, “idea.”

  “I would have to watch you dance for some other son of a bitch all fucking night?” His control snaps and he picks me up, carrying me over to the wall where he grips both of my wrists and slams them over my head.

  “I would be giving him three lap dances and his own strip tease on stage for all to see.” I know exactly what this information will do to his control, but I taunt him anyways.

  “Fuck. No.” His hips are thrusting wildly as he slams in and out of my body. The pain nearly unbearable as I feel my body shake with my desire.

  “They allow touching too.” He bites my neck roughly and I know I’ll be bruised. I don’t stop though. “Hips, thighs, arms, only.”

  “I’ll fucking rip his arms off his body and beat him to death with them.” His threat, serious as it is, turns me on further.

  “I heard some girls allow more though, you could get one of them.” I supply helpfully.

  “I fucking want you. Not some other random chick. You’re mine, not them.” I’m pleased that he doesn’t ask what more some girls allow. “This sweet little pussy is mine and no one else better fucking touch it or I’ll kill them.”

  He continues to slam into me, my thighs shake with the aching pain and my heartbeat is out of control. “Oh Jack. Oh God. Ohhhhhh.” I moan my pleasure as I feel him release into me.

  Every heated splash coats my insides and I can only hope this feeling stays with me all night long.

  This is complete fucking bullshit.

  I sit behind my desk at nearly noon waiting to hear from Eden. She worked later than anticipated because one of the other girls was in an accident on the way to work and was sent to the hospital. By three I had to get home to sleep and grudgingly left her there.

  She swore the bouncers always walked the girls to their cars and since I gave her a ride to work, she’d just hitch one with one of the other girls. She texted me when she got home at six and I was pissed.