Dark, Dirty Daddy

by Morganna Williams

  Shaking himself, Ezra drove away all thoughts of reality. For the moment Naomi was his and they were still safely inside their fantasy BDSM bubble. The sun was rising on a new day and her orgasm denial punishment was officially at an end.

  With a smile, he pulled away from her sleeping form and gently turned her to her back before crawling between her thighs as his hands slipped beneath her ass and he brought his mouth to her still wet and slightly swollen pussy.

  * * *

  Naomi woke on the edge of an orgasm with Ezra sucking on her clit as two fingers slid deeply into her channel.

  Her fingers gripped his hair as she ground herself into his mouth. “Oh, god... oh, yes... oh, yes, Daddy... yes yes!”

  Ezra continued to lap at her clit as she shuddered in climax. Before her breath could return to normal he rose up over her, catching her knees over his arms as he drove his cock inside her to the hilt.

  Firmly planted deep inside her body, he stilled, staring down into her eyes. “Good morning, my sweet.”

  Naomi licked her lips as she stared up at him. “Good morning, Daddy.”

  “Do you like the way my cock feels planted so deeply inside your pussy?” Ezra asked thickly.

  Her pussy spasmed around him at his dirty words; she loved it when he spoke so graphically to her. “Yes, Daddy... I love the way you feel inside me.”

  Ezra pulled out completely then rested the head of his cock against her entrance, pressing just enough to give a teasing amount of pressure before pulling back. “What do you need, little one?” he asked.

  She flushed, knowing he wanted her to speak just as graphically about what she needed. “I need your cock to fuck my pussy hard,” Naomi told him, leaning up to press a kiss to his chin.

  At her words he slammed back inside her hard enough to steal her breath and took up a hard pounding rhythm. Every time he thrust inside her Ezra ground against her clit, driving her need until she was once more on the brink of orgasm.

  “Yes! Fuck me so hard I feel it every time I walk today!” she cried out as he leaned into to kiss her deeply as he took her even harder. The strength and depth of his strokes bordered on painful but the pleasure was so intense she enjoyed every moment.

  Naomi began frantically sucking at his tongue as he drove in and out of her body in a relentless rhythm. Ezra’s tongue stroked along hers and the gentle suction of his own mouth sent her over the edge.

  She screamed as she came but Ezra didn’t stop continuing to fuck her straight through her orgasm until she was poised on the edge of another. “Oh, yes!”

  Just as she started to come apart again he drove inside as deeply as possible and began to grind against the spot high inside of her that drove her crazy. The head of his cock pressed relentlessly on that spot as he dropped one of her legs to move his hand between them so he could rub her clit.

  His thumb found that sweet little nubbin of sensation and he began to stroke it in a circular motion as his cock rode that spot inside of her.

  “Daddy!” Naomi’s back bowed as she wailed.

  “Come for me, baby girl, come all over my cock,” Ezra commanded.

  Naomi shattered around him as the pleasure washed over her in waves of ecstasy.

  Ezra gave two more sharp thrusts then she felt the heat of his seed bathe the mouth of her womb as he followed her into the abyss.

  “My sweet baby girl,” he crooned as he pressed kisses all over her face while they both shuddered in the aftermath.

  As he pulled free of her body, another sweet wave of pleasure washed over her. “Thank you, Daddy.”

  “I told you last night was hard on me too. I will probably need to take you several times today to get over having to wait,” Ezra told her, laughing as he pulled her from the bed.

  “I’m sorry I was so naughty yesterday, Daddy.” Naomi actually felt bad for causing the punishment that had been so hard on both of them.

  He stopped to deliver two swats to her pussy. “Do you think you can keep your naughty little pussy in check today, my sweet?”

  The sharp sting bloomed into pleasure and she couldn’t help the little moan that escaped her. “I will do my best to manage.”

  “Smart ass,” Ezra said, slapping her ass on the way to the bathroom.

  “I’m serious. I think you might have to fuck me a lot today just to ensure my naughty pussy is kept in line.”

  In response Ezra pushed her up against the wall and lifted her by her thighs so he could drive back into her heat. Naomi wrapped her arms around his neck and simply clung to him as he fucked her.

  This time he drove in and out of her at a leisurely place that she was sure would drive them both insane before he was through. Thankfully, he only kept that up for a few minutes before he was ramming in and out of her like a jackhammer.

  Naomi came twice more before he finished and then helped her into the bath.

  So far it was a lovely day indeed.

  * * *

  Ezra looked down and smiled at the woman lying across his chest, idly twining his chest hair around her fingers as the bathwater lapped at the curves of her still pink ass cheeks.

  He could almost see the gears turning in her active mind. “What are you thinking so hard about, little one?”

  “I was thinking about bath time and wondering if it was as special to all the women that have come before as it is to me.” Her softly whispered words cut into him like a knife and he knew he had to tell her the truth about this... Naomi had to know their time together was special to him.

  “I have always used bath time as a way to form a bond with the submissive I am working with as well as using it to teach them to learn how to be taken care of,” Ezra explained quietly then he pulled her up his chest until they were nose to nose so he could look into her eyes. “You are the first submissive I have actually gotten into the bathtub with.”

  Naomi’s eyes widened in surprise as she straightened away from him to straddle his body rather inelegantly as she sat up. “You never got into the bath with any of the others and talked like we do?” Her tone was rather demanding but he knew his answer was important.

  “I used the time to help them process their feelings about BDSM scenes and discuss new things they would like to try. I did not talk about their hopes and dreams or what their everyday lives were like,” Ezra said hoarsely, willing her to understand the depth of what they’d shared.

  She chewed nervously at her lower lip; something he would discipline her for if she were truly his... he would allow no damage to come to her beautiful mouth. “You didn’t want to know about their lives?”

  “I didn’t care about their lives beyond what we were sharing for the finite amount of time we were together,” he said baldly.

  “What made me different?” Naomi asked with her heart in her eyes.

  “Everything about you makes you different, my darling girl, but this is not a conversation for today. I just wanted you to know that our bath time conversations mean something to me. Bath time is special,” he told her as he stood and lifted her from the bath.

  “But...” she began, obviously anxious to continue the discussion.

  “No,” Ezra said succinctly. “The subject is closed. We will talk at the end of the week before you go home.”

  A mutinous expression came over his delightful little girl’s face as she actually stomped her foot at him. “Ezra, you can’t just...”

  Catching her firmly by the arm, he propelled her to the double sink and bent her over it then began to methodically apply the flat of his hand to her still damp skin.

  “Until your time here is over, little girl, I can and will dictate what we will discuss,” Ezra told her firmly as he continued to spank her as he talked. “Do I need to explain the rules again?”

  Naomi yelped as an especially hard swat landed on the under curve of her already sore ass. “No, Ezra!”

  Narrowing his eyes, he began to spank her even harder. “Excuse me, young lady? How do you address me?”
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br />   “No, Daddy! No, Daddy! I’m sorrreeee!” she squealed as tears rolled down her cheeks.

  Ezra steeled himself as he pulled her up and turned her to face him. “We will open the discussion again, baby, but it won’t be until Saturday. I need you to respect my decision on this subject.”

  “Yes, Daddy,” Naomi said, obviously unable to keep the pout out of her tone. “But I don’t like it.”

  “You don’t have to like it but you do have to obey me unless you want to safeword now and opt out for the rest of the week?” Just saying the words made him feel sick but a part of him wanted her to opt out so their temporary contract was at an end and he could pursue the future he wanted.

  She gasped, shock filling her expression. “No, I do not want to opt out. But I am taking a brief time out because... because... you are impossible!” Naomi stalked about of the bathroom with as much haughtiness that a naked woman with a bright red ass could carry.

  Ezra couldn’t help it; his lips twitched. His little Naomi had all the high dudgeon of a small red-assed queen.

  * * *

  Naomi sat once more in the window seat of her bedroom staring out at nothing. She was still furious with Ezra. How dare he tell her she was special with one hand then take it away with the other?

  It might not have been a declaration of love but it had been important when he’d shared that she was the first sub he’d actually gotten into the tub with and shared such intimacy.

  Sex was of course intimate but the bath times... the special times in the tub that had contained a deeper connection had been more intimate. Naomi cherished every moment they had together but bath time was special. It meant something that it was special to him too.

  Then Ezra had gone and ruined the moment by being an utter ass! It made no sense that they couldn’t discuss it until she was leaving.

  Or it did if that was truly going to be an end to whatever it was they had shared... a sharp stab of pain lanced her chest and stole her breath as she realized that Ezra had every intention of telling her goodbye.

  Taking a deep breath, Naomi rose from the bed and walked into the now empty bathroom. Thankfully Ezra had allowed her to stomp away from him and had actually left the room to give her a minute to gather her composure.

  She studied herself in the mirror, seeing the same thing she always saw... a woman with overgenerous curves and a mass of unruly blonde curls. “Well, girlie, the truth is... things are not any different now than they were this morning. You still have three and a half days to store up memories. Are you brave enough?” Naomi asked the girl in the mirror.

  Actually upon closer inspection the woman in the mirror was a lot more confident in her nudity than Naomi had ever been before and she moved with a sensual grace that said she knew she was sexy.

  Straightening, she wiped the tears from her cheeks as she made a decision. If he gave her nothing else, Ezra had given her that... she would leave this place a woman confident in her own sexuality. A woman who loved sex and would not be afraid of admitting it... a woman who would never again settle for a quick tumble at the end of a mediocre date... because she deserved more than that and now she knew it.

  Naomi had Ezra to thank for that and she wouldn’t thank him by spending the rest of their time together pouting about what she couldn’t have. Was she brave enough?

  Damn skippy she was!

  Chapter Nine

  It had been surprisingly easy to let go of the bathroom scene after she returned to Ezra’s side. They’d spent a lovely day at Klyde Warren Park in Dallas eating from food trucks after a walk through the gardens. Then they’d wandered through the Nasher Sculpture Center discussing the different displays.

  Ezra had much more modern taste than Naomi; she preferred the sculptures of Michelangelo. There was of course David, which made Ezra laugh, but she also loved the Pieta.

  After her staunch statement of loyalty to the classics, Ezra had dragged her off to see another mismatch of modern sculpture that made Picasso seem easy on the eyes.

  When he stood her in front a painting of a blue blob trying to point out the man he could see sitting on the edge of a bridge, Naomi finally stopped him. “I realize you see something in this painting but I have to tell you, I only see a big blue blob. That’s not going to change.”

  Ezra sighed. “Philistine.”

  She had sighed, taken his hand, and tugged him out of the museum and back into the warmth of the sun over Klyde Warren Park. “Now this we can agree on.”

  He’d grinned and then leaned down to kiss her. “Indeed we can.”

  * * *

  That had been a day and a half ago and their time together was rapidly dwindling down. It was already Thursday and she found herself getting ready for a dinner date with both Ezra and Levi.

  Naomi put on the skimpy pushup bra Ezra had given her and then pulled the purple dress he’d picked over her head, loving the way the silken material felt as it moved down her body.

  The bodice hugged her breasts tightly, encouraging them to swell and fill the scooped neckline. The skirt was full, falling to swish around her legs just above the knee.

  Naomi knew she should feel embarrassed about her lack of panties, a deliberate oversight on Ezra’s part, but instead she felt sensual. The way the material brushed back and forth over her bare ass rose goosebumps on her flesh and caused a gush of fluid from between her thighs.

  She felt amazingly sexy and was confident in the attentions of her escorts.

  The men both looked up when she stepped out onto the landing above them and watched as she walked down the stairs.

  “She is exquisite, my friend,” Levi told Ezra in an almost reverent voice.

  “Yes, she is,” Ezra agreed as he stepped forward to take Naomi’s hand, pulling her close for a kiss. She leaned into him as his tongue snaked into her mouth to trace territory he’d conquered many times before.

  When he let her go and stepped away, he nodded to their guest. “Say hello to Levi, love.”

  Naomi immediately moved to stand before Levi. “Hello.”

  The other man looked down at her without a word before leaning in and taking her mouth commandingly. He tasted completely different from Ezra, not wrong exactly but different. Naomi enjoyed the mastery of his kiss but didn’t feel the need to beg for more when his mouth released hers. Not like she did with Ezra.

  “Shall we?” Ezra asked as he led their small party to the car. This time they all three rode in the back, with another driver named Jeffrey at the wheel.

  Naomi was surprised when Ezra lifted her to straddle his lap with her back to his chest. “I have a surprise for you, Levi,” he told Levi as he hooked Naomi’s legs over his own and lifted her skirts to her waist even as he moved his legs apart, spreading her wide.

  “And what a beautiful surprise it is,” Levi murmured as he knelt on the floorboards and buried his head beneath her skirts as Ezra dropped them over his head.

  “Naomi, I want you to hook your hands together behind my head and stay in position,” he instructed as he pushed her breasts up and out of her bra until they spilled completely over the low neckline of her dress.

  “Yes, Daddy,” Naomi said breathlessly as Levi began to lick greedily at her pussy and Ezra cupped a breast in each hand, tweaking her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.

  Levi began to lick and suck at her clit while he slid a finger into her ass and his thumb into her wet heat, all while Ezra continued to pinch and twist her nipples with increasing tightness.

  Naomi’s head rolled back onto Ezra’s shoulder as sensation bombarded her. “Oh, god... Daddy, it’s so good!”

  She wanted to cry at her daddy’s next words. “Just edge her, Levi; don’t let her come.”

  Levi followed Ezra’s instructions to the letter, bringing her right to the edge of an epic orgasm then pulling away and dropping her skirt back down to cover her.

  Naomi couldn’t help the little whimper that escaped her as Ezra tucked her breasts back insi
de her bra and moved her bodice back to cover the swollen globes still barely covered by the dress. Naomi looked down and flushed as she saw the way her nipples poked demandingly through the purple material.

  Ezra lifted her from his lap to sit next to him as he handed Levi a pack of wipes and hand sanitizer. “I believe we’re here.”

  Naomi frowned as she was led from the car, shivering as a cool breeze wafted over the swollen, needy folds of her pussy.

  “Don’t pout, Naomi, or I will have to spank you right here in front of everyone,” Ezra whispered darkly into her ear.

  Naomi gave a little gasp as she looked at the doorman holding the door for them expectantly. “You wouldn’t!”

  Both men froze, staring down at her with arched brows.

  “I didn’t mean to challenge you,” she whispered softly as she realized the depth of her folly. “I was just reacting to the shock of the idea.”

  “Nevertheless, young lady, I don’t believe we can allow it to go unaddressed, do you, Levi?” Ezra asked the other man.

  “No,” Levi said as he caught hold of one of Naomi’s arms and pulled her to stand between them. “What do you think we should do with such a mouthy little girl?”

  Naomi gulped; she looked nervously up at Ezra and Levi then glanced at the doorman, who was smiling knowingly. “Give me a stern talking to?”

  Levi gave a short bark of laughter at her words. “It would be pity to waste such an opportunity if you ask me. Everyone enjoys a good show.”

  Naomi managed not to glare at him and instead smiled. “It’s not dinner theater.”

  He merely winked at her before saying, “Oh, but it easily could be.”

  “Levi really enjoys public displays,” Ezra warned, reminding her that for this night she had two dominants to please.

  She felt her eyes widen as she looked at the other man in surprise.

  “I think Naomi needs a little reminder,” Ezra said, taking her other arm and walking her toward the alley next to the restaurant.

  “Please! I’ll be good, I promise!” she said, feeling more than a little worried about what was coming.