Daddy Duke

by Madison Faye

  “Dude what is with you today?”

  “Nothing, okay?”

  “C’mon, Riley, you’ve been…”

  “I’ve been what?”

  “Kind of out of control today.”

  She glared at me. “You’re supposed to be on my team, you know.”

  I grinned. The joke in our little friend group was always that Faith and Callie were the goody-two-shoes, and Riley and I were the troublemakers. Team troublemaker.

  “I’m fine, okay?”

  “No, you’re off the rails today.” I dropped my eyes to her dress, where I knew she had a little flask of whiskey tucked away that she’d been sipping at all day.

  “You’ve been drinking since you got here, and you’ve been this ball of like, chaos. What’s going on?”

  “Nothing!”

  “Do not say nothing. We’ve been friends for way too long.”

  Riley sighed, putting her hands on my shoulders as she looked me in the eye. “Lola, I love you, and you know I love you. But drop it, okay? It’s Callie’s day. Let’s just concentrate on her today.”

  “Ugh, tell me about it.” I wrinkled my nose. “You think she’s going to go through with this whole arranged marriage shit?”

  “Callie? Have you met Callie?” She sighed, shaking her head. “Of course she is.”

  “It’s so shitty.”

  “Yeah.” Riley sighed. She hiked her bridesmaids dress up and pulled the little flask from her garter belt. “Drink?”

  I shook my head. “No, thanks.”

  Riley grinned mischievously, wagging her brows at me. “Ahh, right, right. We wouldn’t want Daddy catching you with booze on your breath, now would we?”

  I felt my whole face blush and tingle as I glared at her.

  It wasn’t the first time my friends — Riley in particular — had used that name for Xavier. I mean, he was my guardian, he was older — the name made sense, sort of. But before was different. When she’d teased me with that name for him before, I’d just blushed and shrugged it off.

  Now, with what we’d done? With having just lost my virginity to him, and with both of us using that “daddy” word the way we had? Well, let’s just say that her using that name now hit me a whole different way.

  “Knock it off,” I muttered.

  “I’m just giving you a hard time.” She grinned. “Sure you don’t want a sip?”

  I shook my head again, as tempted as I was. “Later, maybe.”

  “You know where to find me.”

  “C’mon.” I hooked my arm into hers, determined to brush the heat away. “Don’t go thinking your evasive moves have thrown me off that very tempting trail that leads to you and King Sven canoodling out in the gardens just now.”

  I could barely concentrate on helping Callie with everything. Because all I could think of was one thing: I’d just lost my virginity the night before to the most incredible man I knew.

  And I just wanted more of him. Always, constantly. Hell, I’d been wet and tingly the entire time I was with my friends, only partially adding to the conversations with half of my head still firmly in fantasy land. Until finally, when Callie had to go meet up with the seamstress for the finishing touches on her dress, I slunk away.

  …To find Xavier, of course.

  My whole body tingled with this raw energy as I prowled the hallways, heading down towards the main ballroom where I knew some of the official pre-wedding festivities were going on. I loved the power he exuded, and the spark he’d lit inside of me. I loved what he did to me, and how he wasn’t just some new guy, but that he’d been such a force in my life even long before we’d crashed together.

  Xavier Danes knew me better than anyone, and now, he knew all of me.

  I blushed, thinking again of the night before and all the ways he’d taken me, and made me scream for more. I loved the rough and yet tender way he held me, and the filthy, sexy things he whispered in my ear that had me melting for him.

  And I loved being bad for him.

  A thought crossed my mind, and I paused, grinning to myself as the heat flushed through me. I glanced around the empty hallway, my pulse racing as I slipped my hands under my bridesmaid dress, hooked my fingers into my panties, and quickly yanked them off. My whole face burned hot with the idea of someone waltzing around the corner at the worst possible time, but thankfully, no one did. I balled my panties up into a fist as I quickly bolted down the hallway towards the ballroom.

  “I need to talk to you.”

  Xavier turned from a few stuffy-looking older types he’d been talking to, and his eyes blazed as he realized it was me tugging on his sleeve.

  “Excuse me.” He smiled benignly at the elderly men he’d been chatting with and turned, taking my elbow and moving me towards the edge of the room.

  “There are eyes everywhere, Lola,” he whispered lowly, his eyes saying and doing all the things we both knew he couldn’t say and do in public right then.

  “So we should go somewhere they aren’t.”

  He arched a brow, a hungry smile crossing his lips.

  “And what do you need to talk to me about?”

  I pulled close to him, and without him realizing it, I slipped my balled up panties into his jacket pocket as my lips brushed his ear.

  “How badly I want more of your cum in me.”

  Xavier growled, his jaw tensing and his hands tightening on me, making me gasp.

  “Fuck, Lola…” he groaned, a warning edge in his voice.

  I smiled sweetly at him as I leaned in again. “Oh, and there was something else I wanted to talk to you about, Daddy.”

  The rumbling growl caught in his throat.

  “Check your pocket.”

  Xavier’s eyes burned into mine, that raw power behind them burning hotly as he reached into his jacket pocket. He froze, his eyes glancing down as he half pulled them out. I took his other hand, and before he could even say anything at all, I pulled it up under my dress, pulling his big hand up to my bare, wet pussy.

  “I forgot my panties,” I whispered heatedly into his ear as I felt his whole body clench tight.

  “Come with me, now,” he hissed.

  Chapter 14

  Lola

  We barely kept our hands off each other as we raced away from the ballroom, ducking into the first empty room we could find and slamming the door behind us. I moaned as Xavier yanked me against him, kissing me hungrily as his hands slid down my back to cup my ass.

  He picked me up, making me gasp as he pulled me against his body with my legs around his waist while he carried me across the room. We were in an office of some kind, and he strode over to sit me down on the edge of the big wooden desk to one side. My legs spread wide as he moved between them, kissing me deeply as his hands pushed my dress up to my hips.

  But I had other plans.

  I pushed him away as I slid off the desk, whirling us so his back was against the edge of it. I kissed him wildly, whimpering into his mouth as my hand slid down to cup the huge bulge in his pants.

  Fuck, did I want him.

  I kissed him once more, sucking on his bottom lip before I pulled away. And slowly, I started to drop to my knees in front of him. I wanted him — needed him. I couldn’t freaking get enough of him. All I wanted was to worship his beautiful cock, and taste his sweet precum with his hands in my hair again, controlling me, like he had before.

  My knees hit the floor, and my hands slid up his muscled thighs to his belt, tugging at it and then yanking down his zipper. I hooked my fingers into the waist of his briefs and his pants, and when I tugged, his big, thick, bulging cock suddenly sprang free. Xavier groaned, his eyes blazing as I brought my hand up and curled my small fingers around his thick shaft. I stroked him slowly, licking my lips as I looked up into his fierce gaze.

  “Do you want me to put my mouth on it and suck it, Daddy?”

  Xavier groaned, his hands sliding down and into my long dark hair, sending a thrill through me.

  “You n
eed me to show you how, baby girl?”

  “Yes please,” I whimpered back, my green eyes burning into his. “Please fuck my mouth.”

  He growled, his hands tightening just enough to send that heat blazing through me. I opened my mouth, leaning forward as he guided me, and slowly, I let my soft lips slip over his swollen head.

  And I moaned.

  My tongue swirled over him, teasing the little hole at the tip as hot, sticky, sweet precum leaked across my tongue. Xavier’s hands pulled me closer — gently but firmly — pulling my mouth onto his fat cock. I whimpered as he filled my mouth, my lips stretching around his thickness as I moaned and hummed around him.

  “Oh fuck, angel,” he groaned, his jaw clenched so tight as his cock throbbed hard as steel in my mouth. “Just like that, baby girl.”

  I swallowed more of him, feeling the thrill of it explode through me as I started to suck on his big dick. My hands slid between my legs, pushing up under my dress to stroke my bare pussy lips. Pleasure blossomed through me, the combination of touching myself and being on my knees worshipping his cock sending me from zero to a hundred in seconds.

  “Open those pretty lips for me, baby,” he growled, looking down into my eyes as he shrugged his jacket off, loosened his tie, and started to unbutton his shirt, showing me more and more of his muscled chest.

  “Open that pretty mouth and swallow that big cock for me, baby girl. I want you to suck that cock like a good girl. Make my balls fill with cum so I can give you every drop.”

  I moaned wildly, humming and slurping wetly on his cock as I bobbed my head. I dragged my soft lips up and down, swirling my tongue across the velvety underside of him and feeling the thrill of my own fingers, and his in my hair. I reached up and tugged his pants down more. My fingers teased over his big, swollen, heavy balls, and when I cupped them in my hand and moaned around him, I could feel his body tensing as he hissed in pleasure.

  “Fuck, Lola…”

  He pulled me away from him, his chest heaving and his cock throbbing as it jutted thickly from his rippling abs.

  “My turn,” he growled. He pulled me into him, swallowing my moans as he kissed me before snatching me up into his arms. He turned, setting me up on the desk and then spinning me so that I was on my hands and knees facing away from on the big wooden top. Xavier’s firm hands slid my dress up my legs, pushing it up over my bare ass so that all of me was so exposed to him.

  “Such a pretty little pussy,” he groaned. His hand slid up between my legs, his firm fingers stroking over my slippery lips and making me whimper in pleasure.

  His hands slid to my ass, spreading me wide and making me blush as I felt him lean in close, his breath teasing over my pussy. His tongue suddenly dragged over me, making me cry out. He groaned, dragging his tongue up and down my eager slit again and again, making me arch my back and push back into him.

  His tongue pushed into my opening, sliding deep and making me moan as he slowly fucked me with his tongue. He dragged it down to my clit, wrapping his lips around my aching nub and letting his tongue dance across it as I lost my mind, moaning and whimpering in pleasure.

  He pulled away and stood, and suddenly, I felt the thick, throbbing head of his big cock tease over my lips. I whimpered, pushing back and letting my pussy slip over his crown, making him groan in pleasure.

  “Such an eager little girl,” he growled, pushing his cock into me and making me cry out. “Such an eager, greedy little girl.”

  He drove the rest of the way in, making me gasp in pleasure as his thick cock filled me to the hilt. His firm hands gripped my hips as he pulled out and then slid back in, burying every inch inside as I moaned heatedly. He started to fuck me slowly, teasing me, making me feel every single thick inch as he rocked in and out. His hands gripped my hips possessively, and when he drove in deep, I could feel his heavy balls slap against my ass.

  Suddenly, he pulled away, and I whimpered in protest, glancing over my shoulder at him.

  Xavier chuckled. “Oh I’m not through with you at all, little princess,” he purred. “But I was just thinking…”

  His eyes turned fierce as he narrowed them at me.

  “I believe I did mention I’d be kidnapping you and tying you up later.”

  My pulse skipped a beat as the heat flooded through me. He turned me around, setting me on my ass on the desk and pulling me into him, my legs going around his muscled hips.

  “But only if you want to, baby girl,” he whispered fiercely.

  Right, like any girl ever was going to say no to that.

  “Are you going to tie me up?” I cooed in a soft voice, biting my lip. “You gonna tie me up, Daddy?”

  The fire roared behind his eyes.

  “Oh, now I most certainly am,” he hissed, pulling me into him and making me gasp as he suddenly strode around the desk with me in his arms. He set me down in the big office chair, my dress still pushed around my waist. He reached up and ripped his tie off — the one with his royal crest and blue and gold colors — and before I knew it, he was tying my wrist to the arm of the chair.

  And my whole body burned with pure heat.

  Xavier pulled the pocket square from his jacket breast pocket, shaking it open and then using it to tie my other wrist to the other arm of the chair. I could feel my pulse racing, my breath catching as he pulled the ties tight, binding me to the chair. He ginned hungrily at me as he moved to his knees between me and the big desk.

  He pushed my legs wide, moving between them. His lips teased up the inside of my thigh, making me whimper out as he moved higher and higher. A deep moan tumbled from my lips, and when his tongue dragged over my aching clit, I cried out in pleasure.

  “You like getting this naughty little pussy licked, baby girl?” he groaned. “You like it when I spread these pretty thighs wide and taste how naughty you can be?”

  “Yes, Daddy,” I whimpered, gasping and arching my back, my wrists straining at the ties.

  Xavier pushed one of my legs up high, hooking my knee over his shoulder. His hand slid down, and then suddenly gave a sharp spank against my ass, making me gasp in pleasure.

  Suddenly, there was a pounding on the door.

  “Lola? Are you okay in there?!”

  “Holy shit, that’s Riley!” I hissed, my heart jumping into my throat. I jerked my leg from his shoulder, sending a pile of folders and a lamp crashing off the desk as Xavier swore.

  “Lola!”

  Xavier barely had time to duck under the desk, which was only open at the side facing me, as the door crashed open and Riley came stumbling in. I quickly pulled my chair close to the desk, flashing her my most innocent smile as I tried so hard to swallow the heat from my face.

  “Um, hi.”

  She blinked quickly, her eyes darting around the room. I glanced down, seeing Xavier’s fierce gaze looking right back at me from under the desk. He grinned, his eyes dropping to my spread legs, and before I could snap my knees shut, he was moving between them, making me gasp as my pulse skipped a beat

  Was he crazy?

  “Uh, Lola?” Riley cleared her throat, and I blinked, smiling as wide as I could as I dragged my eyes to her.

  “Hey! W-what’s up, Riley?”

  Xavier’s fingers teased up my legs, making me tremble as they slid higher and higher.

  Riley arched a brow. “Uh, are you okay?”

  “Oh, yeah, totally.” I laughed awkwardly. “Totally fine.”

  She crossed her arms over her chest, thankfully still standing by the door. “I heard something.”

  And that’s when Xavier decided to drag his tongue over my pussy again. Pure, heated pleasure exploded through me, and my hands tightened on the arms of the chair as I fought with everything I had to keep my face normal.

  “Did you?”

  Fuck. My voice totally squeaked.

  “What, uh, what did you hear?”

  Riley’s eyes moved to the pile of books, folders, and the crashed desk lamp on the floor next to the des
k.

  “Uh…”

  “Oh, that,” I laughed nervously, my whole body tensing and melting as Xavier’s tongue started to swirl lightly around my clit, driving me wild. Fuck, he was making it impossible to try and get rid of my friend before she caught me in this extremely awkward situation.

  “Yeah, I was just poking around and just bumped into the desk. I’ll pick it up later, don’t worry.” I smiled again, but I knew Riley well enough and could recognize the look on her face enough that I knew she was only half buying it, at best.

  “Lola, I know I heard something.”

  “Well, I—” The gasp choked in my throat as Xavier’s lips fastened around my clit, his tongue darting over it again and again. “Well, whatever you heard, it wasn’t me!”

  Riley glanced around the room again, frowning before she finally sighed and shrugged. Maybe not quite believing me still, but at least satisfied enough to drop it.

  “Okay, whatever.” She shook her head. “C’mon, we have to go.”

  My eyes half closed, my mouth hanging open as my gorgeous older man’s tongue swirled over my clit. One of his big fingers slid into me, curling up against my wall and stroking in and out. “A-and where are we going?”

  “Callie’s getting married.”

  I gave her a strange look. “Uh, yeah, no shit. It’s her wedding da—”

  “Not to Milton.”

  Wait, what?

  I started to jump to my feet before I remembered my wrists, and luckily caught myself before I gave the whole thing away by crashing over.

  “Hang on, are you seri-ooh.” His tongue was pushing me past the point of being able to control myself, and I quickly coughed, as if something was stuck in my throat, to cover the sound of me moaning in pleasure.

  “Are you serious?”

  “Very.” Riley frowned, her eyes narrowing at me. “You’re sure you’re okay?”

  “Uh-huh!” I smiled, barely keeping it together as Xavier and his wicked tongue pushed me right to the edge. “But wait, so who the hell is Callie marrying then?”