Game For Daddy: Please Me, Daddy: Book 4

by Brooks, B. L.

  Game For Daddy

  Please Me, Daddy: Book 4

  B.L. Brooks

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  1. GRANT

  2. BELLA

  3. GRANT

  4. BELLA

  5. GRANT

  6. BELLA

  7. GRANT

  8. BELLA

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  10. BELLA

  11. GRANT

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  BELLA

  Day one on the job and I knew Grant Carson was a different type of man, different than the other men I’ve worked for in the past. He goes out of his way to take care of me, to protect me; always keeping me safe.

  But when an evening comes to where I have no place to stay, Grant extends an invite to his room for the night. As the distance closes, I feel more for my boss than I once did before. He looks to me as his little girl, and he’s here to be my guide in life.

  I feel a change as I want to be just that for him; his little girl, and for him to now be my… daddy.

  1

  GRANT

  As I stand afar, I watch Bella closely as she works her magic. She sure can work that blackjack table; little wonder she revenues quite the amount for the casino.

  This casino is one of my largest business investments, and Bella, with that masterpiece of a body and the sweetest voice that leads you to believe that she’s innocent as can be, brings in quite the returns. Consequently, the more money she makes, the more compensation I afford her.

  I never thought this would be the outcome of hiring her. I remember the day we met; Bella sat in front of my desk, all naïve, desperate to be hired as she so badly needed some source of an income.

  She’s fucking gorgeous with her silky, curly blonde hair that perfectly compliments her olive-toned skin. I will not even begin to explain the effects those soft blue eyes have on my ass and how they so perfectly complement her flawless, heart-shaped face.

  Needless to say, she got the job, and as for my expectations, she exceeds them in flying colors weekly. I mean, in a matter of months she’s become quite the expert around here as I can count on her more than my veterans.

  Last week when a customer was giving her trouble by trying to play it out as if she was hustling him, she knew how to handle her own.

  How did I get so lucky, I think to myself while I watch Bella from across the crowded casino. It’s Friday night, and it’s relaxing to know she’s the one on shift tonight; with her in charge of tables, I have nothing to worry about.

  She looks astonishing in her white dress that hugs her curvy frame rather tightly, which I’m not complaining about. I can’t deny the fact that her looks bring in more money than I’ve seen from any other employee.

  As I continue in my scintillating thoughts, I let my eyes roam all over her… that smile, that radiating smile on her face makes me want to fuck her right there on the table and not bat an eye at who’s around. This is my business for fuck’s sake. Then again, that’s probably the last thing I need right now is a decline in revenue, especially with a new location going up next quarter.

  It’s as if Bella can sense my eyes on her; she turns and looks up, her smile now radiating even more across her face.

  I wink at her, letting her know I see just how hard she’s working for me, as always.

  Her eyes quickly shift, glazing over with laughter as a man leans over the table and whispers into her ear; must be something he said.

  I know it’s show business and all, but that doesn’t mean I enjoy it. I don’t enjoy watching the men, and sometimes even the women, think they can paw at her. It pisses me the fuck off to the point of wanting to fire the damn girl just to avoid being caught up in a situation I’ll probably regret.

  I check the clock. Bella has a half hour until she’s done for the night.

  I look to keep a close eye on her just to always be sure she’s safe. Why? Because there are two types of annoyances here – the rude customers, and the customers that take flirting a little too seriously with my employees, Bella being one in particular. She’s the one I need to keep a watch on the most when it comes to these creeps.

  As I withdraw cash from the ATM for the great night I’m about to give myself, the thought of Bella in my room, in my bed, ravages my mind.

  I quickly shake my head, suppressing my thoughts and make my way toward the gift shop outside of the casino, looking to pick something nice up for Bella tonight.

  I’m turning fifty tomorrow and Bella, being the sweet little thing she is, has something special planned out for me; this might just be the night I cash in my chips on her.

  As I drown in my thoughts, my cock begins to twitch and I suddenly feel a tap on my shoulder, followed by a giggle. I can already take a guess as to who it can be.

  I turn around to find Bella standing there, just as I had hoped.

  “Whatcha doing in here?” Bella asks in her sweet voice.

  “If you must know, I’m grabbing something for a friend,” I say, feeling my face heat up from the thoughts of her again.

  “Well, I’m sure whoever it’s for, they’ll love what you pick from this place.” She says in her teasing tone, clearly mocking the fact that I’m shopping at a gift shop in a casino, but hey, it’s all I have as a go-to right now. Anything will be better than nothing.

  “Oh, and while I have you, if it’s okay, I thought I’d clock out a little earlier tonight? My feet are killing me and since Kristen said she wouldn’t mind clocking in early, I think I’m good to go?”

  “I wouldn’t mind at all. But before I forget to mention this, I believe that weasel of a man teasing you earlier while placing his bet would like to be your daddy.” I joke, a smile crossing my face as I can see her cheeks blush.

  It had been clear the guy from earlier was holding back no moves to show her just how much money he has. It was rather annoying to have to watch him even speak to her but I knew if I stepped in, nothing good would come.

  “Yeah, well, if he wants to spend money then he should keep doing it here at the casino, right?” She says, pouting at me as if I’m coming down on her.

  She doesn’t know what that pout can do to a man.

  “Are you the Manager?” A woman asks, walking up to me with clear intentions to complain. I can’t say this is uncommon, especially given it’s Friday night.

  I let out a heavy sigh as she approaches.

  Here we go.

  “Do you know your bathroom toilet is clogged, not one, but two?” The woman asks, throwing a hand on her hip.

  “I was unaware of that, ma’am. My apologies.” I respond, giving her the best smile I can muster up. Out the corner of my eye, I can see Bella trying her best to hide a smile.

  “Even if this is a family-owned business, I still don’t
see anything funny about this.” The woman says angrily as she sights Bella’s grin.

  It certainly once was a family-owned business, but times have changed; that doesn’t mean anything less of this place. I take great pride in what I’ve built this place up to be.

  “We will make sure it’s taken care of, ma’am. I will get someone on the phone right away.”

  I take out my cell phone and make the call, a gesture that assures the customer is always right and that I’m not a slacker by any means. Plus, I need this lady out of my way asap. I have plans to attend to.

  The moment maintenance answers the line, I begin to explain the situation. When the conversation progresses to the point where I needed to identify which restroom it is, I look up to the woman for some kind of clue as to which direction to say, when she shouts, “The direction I came from!”

  Perfect. Good enough for me.

  I hit end on the call and slide my phone back in my slacks as I turn my focus to the woman.

  “There, it will be taken care of. Maintenance is on their way right now.” I say to her, finding it hard to support the friendly smile still on my face. She can tell my amusement with her anger as it’s the least of my worries right now.

  “This will be the last time I’ll be coming here. So unprofessional!” She yells, rolling her eyes.

  “It’s okay. If you do decide to come back, daddy will make sure you get the best treatment around here, won’t you, daddy?” Bella turns to me, asking in a sweet, innocent tone.

  What did she just call me?

  I clear my throat.

  “It’s never my intention to lose a customer. We would love to have you back one day soon. I’m willing to give you a room on the house for your troubles.” I say to the woman, throwing anything out there to lighten the situation. I have far greater things to focus my attention on.

  I clear my throat once more as my cock keeps pulsing since the second Bella called me daddy.

  That was the first time I’ve heard that word slip from her lips, and I promise, it will not be the last.

  Though I’m sure she was just playing along with the customer’s notion that we’re a family-owned business, but still, I can’t get Bella’s voice out of my head.

  “My daddy really is a hardworking man. He’s worked hard to keep this place up and running in tip-top shape.”

  My dick can’t contain itself with this role-play. Hearing that word from her is going to get me in trouble. I need to get out of here.

  Bella turns her soft blue eyes on the woman and the woman sighs, breaking her hard shell and nodding her head.

  “I’m sure he is.” The woman agrees, then turns around to walk toward the game floor.

  2

  BELLA

  Since I began working for Grant, I must admit I’ve been so settled here; I feel more like his friend than an employee if I’m being honest. I look up to him. It feels as if we share a bond. He takes care of me far more than I could’ve expected when he first hired me on.

  I’ve never had a father figure in my life before. He comforts me in hard times, and when a customer happens to get a little out of hand, he’s there to protect me, like I’m his little girl…

  I’m twenty-two, and before the casino I bounced from place to place, living without a means. But since I landed this casino gig, all has been well. In fact, I now rent rooms each night in the casino and still tend to have enough money left over to spare after such expense. I’m looking forward to getting my apartment once I save just a few more checks here.

  Sometimes, when I find myself low on cash, Grant will pay for my room. He even suggests what dress would be best worn for work, and if he thinks a piece of clothing is too revealing on me, he’ll place his coat jacket around my shoulders, just to safeguard my image.

  He keeps me safe.

  “I’m not sure if I’ll be able to get a room tonight. It seems like we may have a full house,” I tell him, feeling a bit lost knowing we can’t just switch people around or cancel any reservations; that would mean missing out on money, which Grant doesn’t strike me as the guy that would make a move to do something like that.

  “It appears so. I checked a little earlier this evening and noticed we were booked up. I had hoped to save you a room, but circumstances clearly prevented me from doing so. How about you stay with me for the night?” He asks, letting me know he has no intentions of leaving me to look for a sleazy hotel room here in Vegas if he could help it.

  I can’t help but blush. The thought of being alone with him brings a rush of heat between my legs. Ugh, this man. I’ve seen the way he looks at me for months now, and I know he’s caught me looking back a time or two.

  “You could always go back and ask that one guy to be your daddy for the night, that’s if he has a spare room for you.” Grant mouths, smirking in amusement.

  I roll my eyes at his comment. Yeah, that’ll be the last thing I’ll be doing tonight.

  “Here, take my room key; I will be right up.” He assures me.

  Taking the key card from out of his slacks, he then grabs my hand and places it in my palm. As I look down, I notice the lining of his cock popping through his pants.

  I wonder how long he’s been excited; I’m not about to point it out, though. It could merely be due to the money coming in for the business tonight, or simply the woman that had been flirting with him earlier, and honestly, she was gorgeous.

  “I appreciate what you do for me, Grant. Thank you, really, thank you. I know you don’t have to do all of this.”

  I go to kiss him on the cheek as I hold the key and pull back to find a soft smile on him.

  As I turn around, I head back into the casino to get to the elevators. It takes a little bit of ‘excuse me’s’ and bumping into people left and right, but I finally make way after what seems for far too long.

  As I get to the elevator, I see a man standing in front of the doors. It seems as if he’s waiting for an elevator as well. He grins at me as he blatantly looks me up and down.

  I give him a polite smile, nothing more back.

  “Tonight has been a long one, huh?” He asks, his eyes lingering down on my chest.

  I nod my head in agreement as I’m unsure how to answer that… like sure, it’s been a long one tonight but we both know that’s not what you’re interested in, buddy.

  I’ve never had to wait this long for an elevator before and I don’t necessarily enjoy the way he’s staring at me right now; it’s as if he wants to devour me.

  I pretend I don’t see him gawking at me the way he is, but I do, and I feel uncomfortable. It’s the same way Grant looks at me, only in Grant’s case, it’s different. I see a silent father figure in Grant. I know he would never do anything to harm me.

  I’m not enjoying this feeling washing over me right now. I tap my foot, wondering when the hell these doors are going to open.

  “I should’ve stayed at work tonight,” I mutter to myself.

  “You work in the casino?” He asks, quick to respond to a comment not intended for him.

  I shouldn’t have even said a word…

  I nod my head, not looking at him this time. I can’t afford to encourage this man any more than he already is.

  You would think my no eye contact would be enough, but it isn’t. It never is with simple men.

  “I should’ve joined your table earlier. I was so busy with the slots; wanting to win it big and all.” He sighs, shaking his head as his eyes shift to my backside.

  He won’t be winning tonight either. I can see he wants to score; well, he’s not going to score with me. Not a chance in hell.

  “If you want to win good money, I suggest you play the blackjack table. There’s a lot of luck there.” I use my professional tone of voice; a little cold, no smile. I don’t want to lead him on but I don’t want to push away a customer. Grant wouldn’t like that one bit. But then again, I don’t think Grant would like the way this man is staring at me right now.

  I begin to
wonder what’s taking him so long anyway, but my thoughts are abruptly interrupted the second I feel this creep’s hand on my ass!

  3

  GRANT

  I grab what I need from the gift shop with the rising hope that this could be my lucky night. All the while I’ve flirted with my sweet Bella, I’m almost certain she knows what I want; but you can never be quite sure. I just know I can’t go another night without touching her, without having her. I need her by my side and tonight is the night I’m making that happen.

  With the thought of how I’m going to coax her into bed on replay in my mind, I make my way through the casino toward the elevators.

  At a distance, I can see Bella has yet to get on the elevator. A man is standing beside her, and if I’m not mistaken, that’s his hand I see on her.

  What in the actual fuck does he think he’s doing?

  I watch Bella pull away, but he tightens his grip on her ass, something I should be doing by the end of this night! Not this fucking creep.

  “Hey!” I shout out, making way toward the two of them at the elevator.

  When I get to Bella, I turn to see the man grinning at me as if he sees nothing wrong with this picture.

  “What’s your problem?” He asks as I throw him back from her. I look over to see just how shaken Bella has become by this fucker. I can see the relief wash over her eyes now that I’m here.

  I should’ve been here sooner and this creep wouldn’t have had a single second to glance her way.