Millionaire Daddy

by Piper Stone

  She’d heard everything that Dominick had told Camie and she was floored at what he was willing to do. “I love him.”

  “You have a funny way of showing it.”

  “Ugh! What am I going to do?”

  “Grovel? Beg for a spanking?”

  “I don’t know.” Jenna took a gulp of her drink, her mind clouded. He’d quite possibly never forgive her for her impetuous behavior. She’d demanded he take her back, refusing to listen to anything about his idea, even as he rattled off limited details.

  “Do you love him?”

  “I just said I did.”

  “Do you want to be with him?” Camie asked, her tone laced with a naughty lilt.

  “More than anything. I really do. He’s exactly what I’ve always dreamed of, but I don’t care about the money.”

  “And neither does he. He. Wants. You. You goofball. However, he wanted you to have everything that you dreamed of. A farm with horses where guests can ride off into the sunset. A winery where you can have tastings. Imagine weddings being held there. You can do anything you want. You’re very talented, even though you’re the most pigheaded woman I know.”

  Jenna envisioned the beautiful site, photographs with the horses, families enjoying a glass of wine under a tree. “God, you’re right. I’m an idiot. I don’t know what I was thinking.”

  “At least we agree on something.” Camie winked. “You need to apologize.”

  “Then what do you suggest? I don’t know if begging for a spanking is going to do it,” Jenna snarked.

  “Hmmm…” Camie tapped her finger against the glass. “It could if you are serious and perhaps add your dramatic flair.”

  “What in the world are you talking about?”

  She snickered. “Hear me out before you say no. Deal?”

  “You are one bad girl.” Jenna had to grin.

  * * *

  “The board meeting is tomorrow. Are you ready?” Troy asked as he took a quick look over his shoulder, remaining in the shadows.

  Dominick sucked in his breath, debating his answer. They were standing outside the building, given he wanted to make certain that everyone in his office believed that they were no longer speaking. While they both had a pretty damn good idea of the person who was sabotaging them, there was only one way to find out. And he hated every damn minute of it. “I am. Whatever happens, at least we’ll know the truth.”

  “I have certain people on standby. I think the surprise should be interesting.”

  “I hate this shit.”

  Troy patted him on the shoulder. “I know you do, but you’re doing the right thing. The company is already suffering. Only you can turn it around.”

  As if his heart was into the concept. “I appreciate everything you’ve done.”

  “And I’m thankful you trusted me long enough to weed through the documents. I’m so sorry it had to come to this.”

  “I am too.”

  “Tomorrow at ten.”

  Holding out his hand, he gave a half smile as they shook. “Tomorrow at ten.” He waited until Troy walked away before moving back toward the elevator. His heart remained heavy given what had occurred with Jenna. He’d pushed her, and he’d known better. The only thing she wanted was to be able to make her own way in the world and what did he do? Try to buy her in a way. Money was the root of all his evil problems.

  He’d get through tomorrow then make more informed decisions. He chuckled at the thought as he stepped into the elevator. Or maybe he’d sell the damn thing and take up horse breeding. Who knows. Leaning against the cold steel wall, he couldn’t get his mind off Jenna. She was everything to him, even if she had a mean right hook. He rubbed his jaw and wished he could go back in time. Maybe one day she’d understand. The doors pinged open and he let out an excessive heavy breath.

  “There you are. I have an urgent message for you.” Penny flagged him as soon as he walked onto the floor.

  “I needed some air. What crisis do we have today?” He grabbed the envelope from her hand.

  “Came by messenger, sir. I have no idea, but I was told it was urgent. Life or death.”

  “Great. Another trauma to deal with. Exactly what I don’t need.” He was halfway to his office when he ripped open the flap, pulling out the crisp linen. The words were handwritten in red ink, stilling his heart.

  Seeking: daddy dom. Must be extremely stern since the baby girl is prone to ridiculous impetuous behavior. Is willing to receive several spankings and other forms of discipline a day in order to atone for her misbehaving ways. If interested, please come to baby girl’s apartment immediately. Life or death.

  Dominick grinned from ear to ear. Taking long strides into his office, he grabbed his keys and locked his door, refusing to say a word as he walked toward the elevator. Business was going to have to wait.

  He must have been flying low given he made it to her apartment in a little over fifteen minutes. His heart raced as he stood outside her door. If only he had his big canvas bag with him. Snickering, he realized he would find just the right implement for the job needed. He knocked only once then walked inside, closing and locking the door. He hadn’t expected the vision in front of him.

  Jenna was completely naked, her nose pressed against the corner wall. Positioned on top of her coffee table were a variety of implements including two wooden spoons in different sizes, two different paddles as well as one hefty-looking Lexan piece, at least three leather straps, a bath brush, two hairbrushes, a man’s leather belt, and several bars of Ivory soap.

  Holding his breath, he glanced at the slightly open blinds. While he did appreciate a delicious round of humiliation, not today. She was all his to do with exactly as he pleased. “I understand you’re seeking a very strict daddy dom, a man who understands how to punish very naughty girls.” He closed the blinds then shifted his throbbing cock, excitement surging through him.

  “Yes, Sir. I will do anything that he commands, take any punishment for being such a bad girl, impetuous and harsh, unforgiving and rude.”

  “Don’t forget mean-spirited, especially when fists are involved.” Dominick had never been this turned on. He walked very slowly toward the table, eyeing the fabulous collection.

  “Yes, Sir. I’m very well aware and this baby girl is terribly sorry. I realize the punishment will be harsh.”

  “For days on end,” he breathed as he picked up the bath brush, running his fingers down the long shaft.

  “Absolutely, Sir. I will please you in every way you demand.” She darted a look, her expression sheepish.

  But there was no denying what he saw in her eyes. Love. His heart swelled, his cock twitching, pushing hard against his pants. “Oh, yes, you will.” He made two selections. “Let’s go into the bedroom. I’ll wash your mouth out with soap later. Spanking first.”

  “Yes, Sir.” She turned, trying to keep a smile off her face as she lowered her head.

  He tapped the brush against his hand as he followed behind her down the hall. The slapping sound made her jump every time. “Lie on the bed on your back, legs in the air.” There she was, nibbling on her lip, chewing with fervor. He adored this woman.

  Jenna wrinkled her nose as she laid on the bed, lifting her legs, a single whine pushing from her pert mouth.

  Dominick rubbed his hand down one leg then the other. “You are a very naughty young lady. Twenty with the brush and twenty with the strap. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Daddy.”

  “Excellent.” He twirled the brush before rubbing the bristles across her swollen and glistening pussy lips, his heart thumping from anticipation. As he began smacking her ass, it seemed his entire world formed a series of visions in front of his eyes. This was the right thing to do as well as the right woman to have in his life.

  “Oh! Ouch!” She kicked her legs as she dug her fingers into her skin.

  “Hold that position or we’ll start again.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  He issued several hard spa
nks, placing the wood exactly on her sit spot then moving to her upper thighs. She wiggled, tossing her head back and forth but was able to remain in position. By the tenth slap, he was perspiring, beads running down both sides of his face. “You’re doing very well.”

  “Thank you, Sir.”

  Issuing six more, he stopped and admired the red marks, the way her skin reacted, his mouth watering. He was tingling all over as he continued, cracking the brush across her naked ass. When the twenty were finished, he rubbed the bristles once again across her pussy.

  This time, her moans were scattered and ones of extreme pleasure.

  “Now the strap. Hold still,” he commanded before smacking across the middle of her ass cheeks. The redness was such a powerful aphrodisiac and he inhaled, drinking in her feminine wiles. She was as turned on as he was.

  Wiggling, she clenched her eyes shut, her breathing rapid.

  He smacked her again. And again. One coming right after the other. He was now sweating profusely, his cock aching. “You’re doing very well.” He could see tears slipping past her lashes and all he wanted to do was cradle her in his arms before fucking her like a wild animal.

  “Thank you, Sir.”

  Dominick brushed his fingertips down her legs, swirling the tips over her welts. She would bruise just enough to find sitting difficult. He pressed on, slapping one then two. Three then four. When the session was over, he pulled the strap under his nose before tossing it onto the floor. He could hear the ragged sounds of his breathing as he eased down her legs, leaning over to rub his index finger across the seam of her mouth. “I love you.”

  “I love you, Sir. I’m sorry.”

  Issuing a low-slung growl, he undressed in a hurry, discarding his clothes in a heap then crawling onto the bed, yanking her further up onto the comforter. “I want to make love to you for hours.”

  “I hope so.” She wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging to him as he lowered his body, pressing the tip of his cock against her pussy, grinding in a slow and easy fashion. “You’re so wet. So hot.”

  “All for you and because of you.” Giving him a pouty look, she rubbed her hand down his chest.

  Leaning down, he pressed his lips against hers, keeping the kiss soft and gentle as he thrust the entire length of his cock deep inside. He held the stance, his mouth open, his tongue darting inside. Seconds later, he threw back his head, the howl floating between them. “Yes!” The way her cunt muscles clamped around his shaft drove him into a heated frenzy. He eased out then plunged again, savoring every moment of the electricity surging through him.

  “Oh, God!” She writhed under him, wrapping one leg around his, arching her back as her fingernails scratched his skin.

  Dominick pumped harder and faster, driving into her, skin slapping against skin, his entire body on fire. He crushed her mouth, French-kissing her as he controlled his rhythm, slowing down, savoring the moment. This was the beginning of forever.

  Jenna eased her other leg around him, shifting her weight, lifting her pelvis.

  As their tongues worked together, touching and tasting, he tried to hold back his climax. He wanted nothing more than for this to last.

  She ran her fingers through his hair as she moaned into the kiss, clenching her pussy muscles then relaxing, repeating the action.

  The way she felt, the wetness and the strength of her muscles was almost too much. He broke the kiss, licking around her mouth, biting down on her lower lip. “You belong to me.”

  “Forever.”

  The single word was all he needed. He could tell she was close to orgasming, her entire body quivering underneath him. “Come for me, baby.”

  Her eyes were glassy, her mouth open into a perfect ‘O’ and she undulated, trying to meet every hard thrust. “Yes… I…”

  “Come.” He kept his rhythm, driving into her with wild abandon. As she clung to him, her knees pressing hard against his hips, he nipped her bottom lip.

  Jenna pressed her palm against his chest, her soft pants becoming whimpers. “I’m… I’m…” Her entire body shaking, she let out a ragged yelp and dug her fingernails into his skin. “Yes!”

  A smile crossed his face as he struggled to keep from coming. He craved all of her, every inch. This moment shared together was perfect.

  When her body relaxed, and her head lolled to the side, he cupped her face, peppering wet kisses along her cheek. “I’m not finished with you yet.”

  She purred, her eyes opening to mere slits.

  Pulling out, he straddled her legs then rolled her over onto her stomach. He bent over, blowing a swath of air across the back of her neck. Using just the tip of his tongue, he licked down her spine, his index finger trailing behind. When he reached the crack of her ass, he wiggled the tip between her ass cheeks and slid it just inside. “I’m going to love fucking your tight ass.”

  She lifted her hips, as if begging him to take her, to thrust his dick into her tight hole.

  “Such a bad girl.” Dominick smacked her ass several times before his needs took over. He pushed his cock to her puckered hole then gripped her hips. “My bad girl.”

  Grimacing, she clenched her hands around the bedding as he slid inside an inch at a time. “Oh, yes. God, yes!”

  The moment he was all the way inside, he threw back his head, issuing a series of exaggerated breathing sounds. The electricity between them soared and his legs were shaking from the extreme adrenaline. He pumped in and out, the feeling of utter control spectacular.

  Her face shimmered as she whimpered, the sound rich with raw ecstasy.

  “I can’t hold it.” He heard the husk in his voice, full of savage lust.

  She pursed her lips, squeezing her anal muscles and he could swear her expression was one of mischief.

  Panting, he was able to hold back for another minute until his balls filled with cum, his shaft throbbing to the point he was unable to focus. He thrust harder and faster, the actions now savage until her breathing became nothing more than shallow whimpers.

  A rush of cum exploded from the tip, filling her with his seed, his cock throbbing, his heart racing. This was absolute ecstasy.

  * * *

  Dominick checked his watch, waiting until exactly three minutes past the start time of the board meeting before leaving his office, taking his time to walk down the hall. He’d dressed in his finest suit and his favorite purple tie, one that Jenna had picked out. He was more than confident, even allowing his arrogance to shine through. Whatever happened was going to be by his choice, no one else’s. And he was more than ready, armed for whatever what said or tossed in his direction.

  He entered the boardroom, making certain every member inside the expansive space made eye contact. When he moved to the head of the table, he pushed the chair aside, placing assorted files on top. This presentation didn’t need a series of charts or graphs. There would be no slideshow or pictures of upcoming projects. This was all about starting anew.

  “Ladies and gentlemen of the board. Thank you for coming.” His words were clear and stated with authority.

  And you could have heard a pin drop in the room.

  If any one of them expected that he would be frazzled or conciliatory, they were dead wrong. He was in absolute command of his company, and it was going to stay that way. “You have all had time to look over how this company is moving into the future and there will be no discussion.”

  As if on cue, the door was flung open and Catherine walked inside, dressed in a bright red suit, her long blonde hair secured in a conservative bun, yet the look on her face was one of a tigress in heat.

  “I beg to differ, Dominick. There are indeed changes that are going to be made and that includes the fact I will be taking over the company,” Catherine almost purred the words as she stood only feet away, her smile engaging. Brutal.

  There were murmurs from the board members, one looking at another as if they’d anticipated her dramatic entrance.

  Of course, the majority had bee
n made aware she would be making a play for the company. Dominick simply stood back, allowing her to ramble on about the fact she was now the major shareholder. When she was finished with her glow and show, a calm swept over the group, as if they were all holding their breath. He darted a glance at various members, one in particular before taking a step forward.

  “That is where you are wrong, Catherine.” The door was opened again, and Troy walked in, flanked on his side by two police officers.

  “Catherine Willowsby Asbury, I’ve discovered evidence that you’ve been working with an Asbury employee to undermine and extort both information as well as money from the company.” Troy nodded to the officers, one moving toward Catherine.

  “I beg your pardon?” she demanded, snapping her head toward Troy.

  Troy, in a most theatrical flair, tossed a file across the table, papers scattering everywhere. “I assure you that every member of the board as well as the press will receive this information in about ten minutes. I would call your attorney.”

  “You bastard!” she snarked.

  Dominick kept a smirk on his face as he moved around the table, stopping behind a chair in particular. “I also want to say congratulations on your upcoming nuptials, Catherine, which means of course that there will be no alimony either. In fact, given the evidence that has been discovered, I’m not entirely certain there will be a wedding at all. I’m sorry to say, Fred. I do hope she was worth losing everything you’ve worked for.”

  “You bastard!” Fred jumped up from his chair, taking a swing at Dominick.

  The board members exclaimed, pushing away from the table.

  “I’ll kill you!” Fred yelled.

  Dominick took two steps backward as the second officer wrangled Fred, pushing him face first onto the table before cuffing him. He hadn’t wanted any of this to be true and up to the point of his statement, he hadn’t known for certain. “I’ll look forward to you trying. Please take them away, Officers and thank you for your service.”