His Secret Baby: A BDSM Revenge Wedding Romance

by Ashlee Price

  I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Mariah wasn’t paying attention to me. All of her friends were gathered around, talking about the wedding that had just taken place. The three women were waiting for Kimmie to come out with her groom, and I was left standing there lost without my sunshine near me. I didn’t see the other two women standing with her, not really. All I had eyes for was the blonde beauty across the way.

  My fingers itched on the button that would light her up and change the smile on her face to something a little more constrained. I’d threatened to mess with her today, but I hadn’t done it yet. She was just having too much fun, but I was getting impatient. I felt ignored, and this was my playtime. Mariah should have known that if she left me alone for too long there were going to be consequences.

  Finally, I pushed the button on the handheld device in my pocket. The controls were to the plug I’d put inside of her before we left. There wasn’t much to it, just a couple of inches, but the vibrations were not something that could be ignored, no matter how hard she tried. It was the only way that I could get her attention from across the room, and as soon as I pushed it, I got just that.

  Her deep blue eyes met mine and she bit her lower lip. Mariah didn’t move towards me, though, and I lifted an eyebrow like she was making a mistake. She must want to feel it a little more before she made her way to me, I thought to myself. Mariah turned to say something to Sasha, and instead of letting her go on with her conversation as I had all afternoon, I decided that I was tired of waiting for her and that it was time to play with her a bit.

  Pushing the button again, I saw her jerk. She didn’t even look my way this time, but that was alright. I’d sent a warning out, and now the controller’s red light was going to stay on until she got over here and acknowledged me. I was done waiting around, and Mariah knew that I didn’t like to wait for too long. It wouldn’t be long before I went over there and got her to me myself.

  After a moment I went to the bar, further from Mariah, and ordered a drink from the ruby-faced bartender. She still wasn’t beside me after another minute or so. I decided that she needed to hurry up, so I slipped my hand back into the pocket of the jacket I was wearing and turned it up to the medium-high speed. There was only one more speed, and if I had to use that there was going to be a punishment involved for making me wait so long. I was not a man who liked to wait.

  “Daddy…”

  “What did I tell you, Mariah? You just ignored me.”

  I still didn’t look at her, but I could hear the slight panting from behind me and I could feel her breath on my neck. Her hand came out to my arm and squeezed. I turned it up one more time and heard the whimper that passed through her lips. It was one of the sweetest sounds I’d heard in a long time. She sounded so damn good to me that I couldn’t help the hand that went to her ass and squeezed hard.

  Her ass was still red from a spanking that she’d begged me for before we got here. I don’t know what it was about weddings, but Mariah had been acting crazy ever since we woke up this morning. Sex was all she could think about beyond dresses and cakes.

  “Please, daddy, not here.”

  “I would have picked a more private place, Mariah, but you didn’t come quickly enough. So now you’ll have to come right here.”

  The grip on my arm tightened and I could tell that she was trying to close her legs. It wasn’t going to help anything when the toy inside of her was vibrating and causing her so much pleasure. We’d been working on her keeping control when she orgasmed, and it seemed like now was as good of a time as any to see how well she was doing.

  I ignored her silent plea and death grip for a moment while I tipped the bartender for the drink. He thanked me and asked me if I needed anything else. I turned to Mariah and asked her if she needed anything.

  Her face was red and her eyes flew to mine. I could see that she was on the verge, and the look on her face was enough to break even the strongest man. I told the bartender that we were fine, and I heard her moan a little when he went to another person to get their order and I pulled her onto the dance floor. Not too many other people were dancing, but I figured it would be best to get her closer to the speakers. She wasn’t going to be able to help herself, she never could, and she was already breaking down.

  “Please, daddy.”

  “Do you know how much I love when you say that?”

  She nodded, and there was a minxy little look on her face that told me she knew all too well what she did to me. It seemed like Mariah always knew exactly what I wanted. She used it to get her way more times than I cared to admit. I was a sucker for her blue eyes and that small voice she used when it was just us. The fact that there were a bunch of people around only seemed to make it even more irresistible to me.

  “Please, daddy, I’ll be so good to you later.”

  “What do you want?”

  She was leaned in so that I was the only one that could hear her. “Can you turn this thing off?”

  Her body trembled against mine, and I debated it for a moment. I could let it slide and let her breathe again, enjoy the dance. That’s what I could have done, but that wasn’t what was on my mind at the moment. I wanted her to come, and it was going to happen very quickly.

  “No.”

  Mariah whined, and I pulled her closer. “Then take me to the bathroom and fuck me, daddy, please. I need to feel you inside of me.”

  Her words sent a shiver through my body. It was one of those times that I had to question who was in control of the situation. I would like to say that it was me, but now I wasn’t really certain. It sure as hell didn’t feel like it right now.

  Pulling her towards the very place she wanted to go, I could have taken it as a loss. She was not listening and instead of giving me what I wanted, like always Mariah wanted to play her side. I should have done many things, but all I needed to do was exactly what she described so eloquently in her pleasure-crazed voice.

  “Daddy…”

  I shushed her. We were in public and she was forgetting herself because of the toy. I tried to think of a way to get what I wanted without giving it to her quite the way she wanted. It would be an admission that she was in charge, and I couldn’t do that for even a minute. I didn’t think I could ever really make that admission.

  The ladies room was empty and I locked the door behind us. I kissed her hard on the mouth and pulled the dress down in the front so I could pinch one of her nipples. Mariah cried out almost immediately. While I’d pulled her away from needing pain, it was still a good way to get her off.

  Mariah cooed and thanked me, but I wasn’t finished with her. She had mentioned fucking, and I was going to do just that.

  Hiking her skirt up and then pulling her panties down, Mariah shook her ass at me. I smacked it hard. The moan that resounded in my ears told me all that I needed to know. She’d wanted that, and I cursed myself and her pert ass. Why was control so hard when Mariah was around me?

  “Daddy, are you going to put that big cock in my ass?”

  The thought had occurred to me, and the way she was bending over the sink now with her back to me made it hard to concentrate. Mariah knew all of my buttons, and she insisted on pushing them as much as possible. It was hard to deny how good her suggestion sounded at the moment.

  I rubbed the spot where I’d smacked her and then moved to push the toy up. It was shaking itself out; the panties had held it in, but now it was trying to come out with all of the wetness oozing out of her.

  Instead of giving her what she wanted, I thought of an alternative that sounded better to me. I lined up my length at the place I was holding the toy in and pushed in gently. She gasped as it surged deeper inside of her, and I tested how far in I could go before her screech became higher pitched.

  “Fuck, that feels good. It feels like you’ve got something huge inside of me.”

  I pulled out and slammed back in, not all the way, but as much as I could at the moment. The obstruction shook violently on the head of my di
ck, and I can’t say that I hated the way it felt. It felt good. That was all I knew.

  The more I pushed in, the more the plug tried to accommodate me, and eventually I slipped alongside of it. I could go deeper this way, but it wasn’t letting me push in as fast and hard as I wanted. While Mariah was coming all around my cock, I really wanted to fuck her properly. I was beyond my point of no return, and her suggestion came back to my mind.

  I ripped out of her with a growl, and Mariah sagged onto the sink, thinking that I was through with her. When I yanked the plug out of her, coated in her cum, I don’t think she was expecting me to shove it into her ass like I did. The woman cried out my name and I felt more blood surge to my cock, so much that I thought I might faint.

  “Daddy!”

  Mariah

  “Damn it, Mariah, you’ve got to shut the hell up! You can’t be hollering that stuff here.”

  My eyes met his in the mirror and I told him that I was sorry. I hadn’t been able to help it with the sudden feeling that he’d given me with the toy in my ass. It wasn’t long by any means, but it was a little thick for back there, and it was still vibrating from before. All of that translated to just too damn much, and I forgot for a moment that I was at my best friend’s wedding. All that mattered at the moment was the feel of the toy inside of me.

  “Daddy, I can’t help it. It just feels too good.”

  He made a face behind me and I saw him pulling his tie off. I knew that I was in for it now, and I closed my eyes when he started to shove the balled-up fabric into my mouth. Scott always got his way, and if he wanted me to be silent, I would.

  I felt his cock at my core, and it was only a moment before he was pushing back inside of me. This time there was nothing to stop him from slamming all the way in and bottoming out. I had to brace myself against the sink to stop my head from ramming into the mirror. He was not being gentle at all, and when his hand reached around to twist my nipple, I came harder than I had yet.

  It wasn’t long before he was pushing in deep one last time and I could feel his heat pouring into me. It was so hot, and I pushed back against him. Each thrust of his hips had pushed the toy in deeper, as well as himself. I couldn’t take much more, and finally I had to breathe.

  Scott slid out of me slowly, making a hissing sound as he did. It was the best sound in the world, knowing that he was satisfied. I could feel his satisfaction dripping out of me and sliding down my legs as I stood up a little wobbly.

  “Bend over, Mariah.”

  I whimpered because everything was burning and sore. That damn toy was still going off inside my ass, and there was no greater relief than when he pulled it out of me and I was finally empty.

  “Does that feel better?”

  “Yes, daddy.”

  “No more of that when we’re in public, Mariah. What are people going to think?”

  “I don’t care what they think, daddy. You said when it was just you and me, that I should call you that.” I pulled him closer. “It’s just you and me right now, daddy.”

  “Watch your mouth, young lady, or I’m going to put the plug back in you.”

  I straightened up. The last thing that I wanted was that damn plug back in me. I hadn’t been too fond of it when he’d pulled it out while I was getting dressed. It was sexy in theory, but it had been uncomfortable through most of the wedding.

  As we talked, I could see that he was getting hard in his pants. I whimpered. There was no way that I was going to be able to take more of him right now. I was too sore from overuse. But even though it would hurt, I would never tell him no. His cock was a threat that I looked forward to, even when I couldn’t handle it.

  “Are you ready to be a good girl?”

  I nodded, although we both knew that my answer could change at any time. I wasn’t the most obedient sub, but I think that Scott liked it that way. He’d better, because I wasn’t going to be a good girl for long, and I think we both knew that.

  “I’ll try, daddy.”

  He gave me a warning look because I was using that title again, but I saw his cock jerk below his waist. If I wanted to get out of the bathroom, I was going to have to get it together and actually be good for a little while. I didn’t want to spend the whole wedding reception in the bathroom, after all. This was Kimmie’s big day, and I wanted to see her again before she left with her new husband.

  ***

  “It was a beautiful day, wasn’t it?”

  “Yeah, the weather was perfect. They really lucked out that they didn’t get the spring rains. I think this is the first day in a week that it hasn’t rained.”

  He was talking about the weather and I was talking about the wedding. Seeing the two of them up there pronouncing their love to the world was kind of hard to forget about. They were just perfect for each other. That was rather obvious.

  “I meant the wedding, silly. The color, the kiss, it was all just perfect, don’t you think?”

  Scott agreed, but it didn’t feel like he was paying very much attention. I knew that, like most guys, he didn’t really care about weddings that much, but at least he’d come. I just felt so in love with the idea of a wedding, and I hoped that one day he would be as ready for it as I was. We loved each other. That much I knew, but I wanted more. I wanted to be his wife, not just his little girl.

  “Yeah, it was nice. They looked happy.”

  “You seem to have something on your mind. What’s going on with you, Scott?”

  He was bothered by something, but like always he was being hesitant about telling me. I wanted to know what he was thinking about. I’d been too wrapped up in the wedding to notice that something was off until now.

  “I’ve got a lot on my mind, and my phone has been going crazy since we got there.”

  “What’s going on?”

  “One of our tapes got leaked. The board wants to call a meeting to discuss whether I should be taken off of the board. They think I might have to step down as CEO, and even then it might not be enough to save the company.”

  I hadn’t seen that coming, and I was at a loss of words. “I’m sorry, Scott. I didn’t know that all of that was going on. I wouldn’t have messed with you so much. Or we could have left early.”

  “I know, Mariah. That’s why I didn’t tell you. I wanted you to have a good day.”

  “So how did the tape get leaked? I thought all of them were burned up in the club fire.”

  He shrugged. “There’s no telling. I would guess that Elie had some at his house and we just happened to star in one of them.”

  “I don’t know what to say. This is horrible, Scott. No wonder you’re acting strange.”

  “I found out about this halfway through the wedding. I was thinking about other things that were occupying my mind.”

  “Like what?” I was anxious to talk about anything but the current subject. I didn’t even want to think about what would happen tomorrow. All of the media would get a hold of the tape and soon everything would change.

  “Well, I was thinking about how long we should wait until we get married.”

  That had my attention. The change of subject took a minute for me to get used to. One minute I was thinking about catastrophe and the next I was dreaming about a wedding of my own.

  “Well, you have to ask first, daddy.”

  He smirked at the name change and pulled me onto his lap in the car. “I’m asking now.”

  “What about your job?”

  “I don’t care too much about it. The company will survive without me, and I’ll run it whether I’m CEO or not. I’m not worried about that. I’m worried about us. Would you marry me, Mariah?”

  “You know that I’ll do whatever you say.”

  He didn’t like the answer, and his kiss was a little harder than usual. His teeth nipped on my bottom lip, and I mewled against him. “I want you to marry me because you want to, not because you think you have to, Mariah. I don’t own you. I want you with me because you love me.”

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�I’m with you because I love you in all capacities that you want me. I would marry you in a heartbeat, Scott.”

  “Even if I lose all of my money and get old?”

  I shrugged and told him that he was already old. “The money thing doesn’t matter that much. You can always make some more.”

  “You’re too good for me sometimes.” He pulled me to him and kissed me again. He was quickly pulling me into his vortex of need, and before long his fingers were rubbing places on me that made me jump.

  “I think that about you all of the time.”

  “I don’t deserve you, Mariah, and I don’t know how I ever found you, but I’m never going to let you go.”

  I told him that I was going to hold him to that promise. I didn’t even think about his proposal again until we got home and I was getting out of the shower. My mind was on our time in the bathroom at the wedding, and the soreness that still plagued me and most likely would for quite a while.

  When I looked up from drying my hair off, Scott was standing behind me. I started when I saw his reflection, and I could tell that he wanted to laugh at me.

  “What?”

  “Turn around so I can do this properly.”

  “What are you talking about, daddy? We never do anything properly.”

  He grinned at me and agreed. “No, we don’t, but just this once call me Scott and turn around.”

  I did as he asked. I wasn’t prepared for the large ring that he held out, nestled in a tiny little blue velvet box. My heart was pounding in my ears, and for a moment I was afraid that I was going to faint.

  “Where did you get that?”

  He shook his head and told me that I needed to stop asking so many questions. “I’ve had this for a while, Mariah. I was just trying to find the perfect time to ask you. So will you?”

  “Yes, Scott. Of course I’ll marry you.”

  Scott growled at me and pulled me close to his chest, wrapping his arms around me tightly. It wasn’t long before the towel between us was gone and we both forgot about the ring that had fallen on the floor between us. I would marry him, of course, but in my eyes, I was already his forever. Scott would forever be my Dom, my love and now my husband. It was all the same to me. I wasn’t going anywhere, no matter what my title or his became.