by Bailey Rock
“Good girl. You want something to drink?” He gestures to a bar on the other side of the kitchen, but I shake my head.
“Just water.”
While he gets us some water, I get all of the chicken and veggies cooking. By the time he’s come back and is sitting at the kitchen island, dinner is almost done. I plate it and bring our dishes around the island so I can sit next to him.
“Smells delicious.” He leans over his plate and takes a huge whiff. “I didn’t know that I was going to get so lucky with a hot girl who can also cook.”
I blush hard and take a bite to hide my embarrassment. “Well, you have your own secrets too, don’t you?”
He glances at me before taking a sip of water. “I guess everyone does. The question is: are you okay with that?”
Am I okay with that?
Am I okay with making dinner for the sexiest man I’ve met after he made me come in his living room?
I don’t know what the hell we’re doing here. It’s certainly not anything related to work, so maybe he hired me on false pretenses?
Should I care about that? I don’t.
I just know that I don’t want this to stop. Whatever this is, it’s great.
Delicious. Sexy.
Passionate.
“I am. I’m okay with that.”
Andrew
After dinner I walked Jackie to her car. I’d like her to stay, but I’m not possessive. She’s free to go, for now.
Later, though, I do want to make her mine and I do want to keep her here with me all the time, but right now I know that she needs to go. She needs to talk to her friend, Carly, and I know she wants to get some rest.
If she stays here, she won’t be getting any sleep.
She’ll be at my beck and call and will be too busy coming to rest.
The thought makes my cock ache, but instead of trying to stop her, I kiss her gently and shut her car door for her. She’s mine. Letting her walk away for the night isn’t going to change that.
Before she can back out, though, I motion for her to roll down her window.
“Everything okay, Daddy?”
My heart pounds at her voice. “Yes. Just wanted to let you know that we’re going to keep this between us at work tomorrow. Although, if it’s an arrangement you think you may like, we can talk about you working here full time.”
Her eyes widen. “Working here?”
“For me. Think about it.” Before she can say anything else, I turn and walk away. I know what I want, and I need to make sure to give Jackie plenty of time to decide if this is what she wants, too.
***
“Good morning, Daddy.” Jackie has gotten to work before me every day this month, but today she was late, and I was starting to worry when she pokes her head around my door. I feel myself relax, but I’m still a little worried about where she was.
“Jackie. Where have you been? Are you okay?” I’m concerned, and I don’t care who knows it. We’ve been doing better than I ever expected these past few weeks. She doesn’t need much correction, but she takes her punishment with a smile.
She grins at me. “I’m sorry that I’m late, but I was talking to Morgan about some things.”
“Everything alright?” Morgan is not the type of person to just sit and gab all morning long, so I’m curious as to what they were talking about.
“Things are better than alright.” She sits down across from me, crossing her legs as she does. I can tell that she has more to say, but she waits while I slowly look at her legs, her waist, her tits. “I want to take you up on your offer. I just quit.”
“You quit.”
Immediately she blushes and sucks in her lower lip to chew on it. “Oh, crap, Daddy. Did I do something wrong? You had told me before that I could come and work for you and I thought…oh, no.”
Her face is paler than I’ve ever seen it, and before I can stop her, she pushes herself up from the chair. “I’ll go.”
“No, Jackie, wait!” I’m around my desk and ready to chase after her, but Morgan appears in the doorway and stops me.
“Bad luck about Jackie,” she tells me, leaning against the doorframe. Her body is just inches from mine, and she bats her eyes as she looks up at me. “Maybe you’re looking for another personal assistant, now, Daddy?”
It takes me a minute to realize what she just said. “What did you call me?” I lock my eyes on hers, feeling a heat rise in me.
“I called you Daddy. I thought that you liked that.” Morgan reaches out and runs her finger down my chest.
Taking a step back, I shake my head. “No, you don’t call me that. Ever.”
She isn’t deterred. “C’mon. I can play Daddy with you just as easily as Jackie can, and I’m more of a woman that she is.”
“Morgan, get out of my way.” My voice is low and dangerous, but she laughs and flips her hair over her shoulder.
“I don’t think you really want me to move, do you? Or you could just move me yourself.”
“Fine.” I reach out and grab her by the waist, swinging her out of the way of my door and putting her down in the hall. “You’re moved. I don’t want you anywhere near me, so stay the hell away, do you understand?”
The look of shock on her face matches what I feel. Morgan? Coming on to me?
Unfortunately, I don’t have time to figure this all out right now. Jackie has a head start on me, and I’ll be damned if I let her get away.
I’m happy to leave Morgan behind me, but even as I leave the building, I have a feeling that this isn’t over.
There’s always repercussions. I shake my head to clear it. I don’t know what’s going to happen in the future, but I do know that I can only handle it with Jackie at my side.
Chapter 6
Jackie
He doesn’t want me.
It’s all I can think as I walk down the sidewalk. I’m not even heading to my car.
I don’t know where I’m going.
All I know is that I can’t be here. I can’t be near Daddy.
Andrew.
I don’t even know that he wants me to call him Daddy any longer. He didn’t react the way I thought he would. I thought that he would be excited about me wanting to move in with him, but he just looked…
Nothing. He looked like nothing.
The wind is chilly, and I wish that I hadn’t left my coat at the office, but there’s no turning back now. I’ll leave it there and buy another one. There is no way that I’m ever going to show my face in his office again if I can help it.
At the end of the block I have to stop and wait for traffic. I’m going in the complete opposite direction of my car, but I don’t care. I have nowhere I want to go.
I don’t want to talk to Carly. Hell, I don’t want to talk to or see anyone. All I want to do right now is forget the way that Andrew looked at me.
Like he was pitying me. Right?
It was pity, wasn’t it?
All of a sudden, I’m not sure. I turn around, looking back in the direction of his office, hoping to see him following me. I have a sudden mental image of him chasing me down the street, running to catch up with me so that he can tell me I was wrong, that he wants me.
There are some people walking on the sidewalk, but none of them are him. I turn back around and wait for the light to change so I can cross the street.
Before I can take a step off of the curb, though, I hear my name.
I’m not sure if I heard correctly, though, or if it’s just the wind.
But then it happens again, and this time, I turn around.
Andrew is halfway down the block, calling my name. And he’s running.
To me. I almost can’t believe my eyes.
People are getting out of his way on the sidewalk and, as he runs, his jacket flaps behind him. It would be comical except I feel like I can barely breathe. I want him to come for me because he doesn’t want to lose me, but I’m still scared.
He stops a few feet from me, barely breathing ha
rd and runs one hand through his hair. “Jackie, I thought that I was going to lose you.”
Even though I want to respond, I can’t find my voice.
“Why did you leave?” He steps closer to me so that he’s right in front of me and gently tips my chin up to look at him. “I didn’t want you to leave.”
“You didn’t follow me.” As soon as the words are out of my mouth, I realize how ridiculous they sound. “You didn’t follow me right away. You let me leave.”
“I was held up. But I’m here now. Don’t do that again, Jackie. I want you to work for me. Hell, I want you to move in with me, how does that sound?”
Looking up into his bright eyes, I realize that it sounds amazing. I never thought that I would find someone who loved me and treated me the way I wanted to be treated, but then Andrew entered my life.
My Daddy.
“You want me to move in with you? Are you sure?” Even though I can tell how serious he is, there’s still part of me that doubt it. That doubts that someone could care for me the way he seems to.
“Oh, Jackie, my good little girl, I promise you that I have never been more serious about anything. You are so special to me and I want to not only take care of you, but make sure that nothing ever comes between the two of us again, do you understand that?”
“I do.”
“You’ll move in then? And work for me?”
I nod. “I will.”
“Excellent. I have a few things I have to wrap up at the office right now but why don’t you head on to the house and I’ll be along in a bit.” He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a house key, which I take and slide into mine.
“What about my things?”
“Don’t you worry about that. I’ll call a crew this afternoon and your stuff will be brought over right away. Right now, I just want you at my home, waiting for me when I get in from the office. Can you do that for me?”
I nod. I can do that for him.
Hell, at this point, I’d do pretty much anything he wanted me to.
He has no idea the spell that he has over me.
Or maybe he does.
Before he turns to walk away, he reaches and cups my chin, lifting my face so I’m looking at him. He drops his head to mine, kissing me hard on the mouth. I open my lips for him, feeling the soft pressure of his, and allow him to sweep his tongue over mine.
He feels like home and I get weak in the knees.
Then, just as quickly, he stands up and turns, walking back to his office. I have to catch my breath for a moment before I follow him to find my car.
I have no idea what he’s going to do in his office, but as long as he’s really going to join me at his house afterwards, I don’t care.
I just want to be with him.
Andrew
I had a feeling that I’d be walking back into a shitstorm after I chased Jackie down, and I was right.
Morgan is waiting for me, leaning against her desk, her arms crossed. She looks confident, which I know is a bad sign for me.
If she thinks that she’s won somehow then she’s going to be insufferable, so I know that I have to beat her to the punch.
Do I love my job? Yeah, I do. It’s given me purpose and helped me get out of bed in the morning when I was down and alone.
But do I love it more than Jackie? Definitely not. Since I found her, I feel myself pulling away from spending so much time at the office, especially when she’s not there.
I want to be where she is, and she’s going to be at my home.
Most of the people here know that I have some money, but they don’t know that I’m independently wealthy. That’s how I know that what I’m about to tell them is going to surprise them all.
“Andrew. Thought that you had run away and weren’t going to come back.”
I walk past her and lean down the hall. “Can everyone come here, please? I need to talk to everyone all at once.”
She raises an eyebrow while we wait for the rest of the staff here to join us in the lobby.
“Do you have some great news that you want to share with us, Andrew? You already looking for a new assistant since your sweet little baby girl Jackie has flown the coop?”
It’s easy to sense that not everyone in the room knows what she’s talking about, and I’m okay with that. They don’t have to know all of the details.
“I just wanted to get everyone together this morning so I could tell you all that I’m quitting.” There are a few raises eyebrows from people, but Morgan’s jaw drops open.
I ignore her.
“It’s been great working here, and I appreciate all of you. Well, most of you.”
Morgan sneers.
“But something more important has come up and I’m not going to let her get away. So, good luck to you all.” I turn to Morgan. “Good luck finding someone who will put up with your shit.”
With that, I leave. I know that some of them are going to have questions, and I know that I’m going to have to go back one afternoon and clean out my office, but today is not the day.
Today I want nothing more than to go find my sweet girl and make her feel at home.
She may think that she’s coming to live with me and will have to work, but she’s wrong.
I’m going to take care of her from now on. Jackie won’t ever have to worry about anything ever again, and neither will I. Not when I have my sweet girl at my side.
Chapter 7
Jackie
Andrew’s house is huge and really quiet without him here, so I go from room to room to turn on lights and find his stereo to turn on some music. I guess that if I’m going to be working here while he’s in the office, I’m going to have to get used to it, but not today.
I’ll feel more comfortable when I have my belongings here, but Andrew promised me that we would do that today, and I believe him.
I can’t believe how much I trust him.
It’s like he’s the first person I’ve ever had in my life who wants the best for me and is willing to do whatever it takes to make that happen. That’s why, when I hear his car pull up in the driveway, I get up from the sofa and run to greet him.
He looks thrilled to see me at the door, and immediately pulls me in for a hug. “Oh, my sweet little Jackie, I want you to greet me like that every single time I come home. Can you do that for me?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I say, looking up into his face. Suddenly, I feel bold, and I wrap my arms around his neck, leaning against him. He’s so strong that his body can easily support my weight without any problems. When he wraps his arms around me and pulls me close, I swear that I’m in heaven.
“What did you have to go do at the office? You working from home today?”
“I quit.” He sounds happy, but a chill runs through me, and I pull back.
“You quit?” I don’t know what to say. I just quit my job with the promise that he was going to pay me to work for him. Now, though he doesn’t have a job, and I don’t know what I’m going to do.
How will I pay my bills?
“Sure.” He pulls me closer and I can feel his cock pressed into me. “This way, I’ll get to spend as much time with you as possible.”
“But…how will we pay for things? I can get a job outside of the house to contribute.” Fear starts to course through my body and I have to breathe through my nose to try to stop panicking.
What the hell have I gotten myself into?
I thought that he was going to take care of me, but now I’m not sure that he can.
“You know I don’t have to work, right?” He’s laughing a little, and I look up sharply at him.
“What do you mean?”
“Jackie, I don’t know how to put this, but I’m rich. I only worked because I liked getting out of the house. I didn’t want to be cooped up here all by myself all the time. We don’t have to work. We can travel, we can stay home…we can enjoy each other.”
He slides his hands down to my hips and pulls me closer.
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�Are you serious?” I can’t seem to wrap my mind around what he’s just told me.
“Completely.” He nibbles my ear, making me shiver. Slowly, he starts to kiss down my neck to my collarbone. I feel my panties getting drenched and I have to fight back a moan.
“I had no idea…” my voice trails off as he slides one hand up between my legs. It’s hard for me to focus with this sex god paying so much attention to every curve of my body.
“Shall we go celebrate?” His skin is hot where we’re touching and I nod.
Right now, I want nothing more than to be with him, but not like usual. I love him spanking me, but I want him to take me completely. I want him to make me his.
“I need to feel you in me,” I manage, my voice quiet. He hears me, though, and he picks me up, tossing me easily over his shoulder and shutting the door behind us.
“I’ve waited so long for you to say that, Jackie. I want to fill you with my seed and make sure that you always belong to me, do you understand?” He walks quickly down the hall before dumping me on his bed.
“Strip,” I manage, sitting up and gasping. I can’t stand the idea of clothing between us any longer. I need to feel him with me. In me.
He does, his eyes locked on mine as he pulls off his clothes. My heart pounds as I see more and more skin. I need to have all of him, and this is how I’m going to get it.
“Your turn.” He flashes me a cocky smile. “But I’ll help you. Shoes first.” Slowly he slides my heels off and tosses them on the floor before running his hand up the curve of my calf. I shiver at his touch and want him to keep going, to keep touching higher and higher, but he stops at the hem of my skirt and fingers it.
“Why’d you stop?” I gasp, sitting up in bed.
He grins. “Anticipation. Come here.” With that, he pulls my shirt off and throws it on the floor before grabbing my skirt and yanking it off. I’m exposed in just my panties and a bra and it feels…so good.
All of this feels so good.
