by Rachel Burns
He walked her to her bed and pulled back her covers.
Gina sat down on the bed and lifted her feet into the bed, moving as innocently but still as sexily as she could.
“You can’t go to sleep yet. You have to say your prayers first.”
“My prayers?” she asked.
“Yes, precious one. You kneel next to your bed and fold your hands. Then I’ll help you with the words.” He was smiling kindly at her.
Gina often felt guilty about not going to church more often and because she only prayed when she wanted something or needed it, like last week for finals.
She got out of bed and knelt down beside it. She folded her hands and waited for the promised help with the words.
“Now, I lay me down to sleep.”
Gina repeated his words, saying the familiar child’s prayer. The part about the Lord taking her soul if she didn’t wake up always scared her.
He lifted her covers up and beamed at her as if he were proud of her. “In you go.”
Gina snuggled in and smiled at him.
She was shocked when he promptly covered her up.
Alexander sat down beside her on the bed. “Sweet dreams.” He kissed her on her forehead and got up. At the door, he paused and smiled at her before he switched off the light. “Good night.”
“Good night, Daddy,” Gina responded.
He softly closed the door.
Gina sat up. Was he really leaving?
This had to be a joke. What man ordered a call girl and then didn’t sleep with her?
~ Demanding Attention ~
Gina couldn’t sleep. She was anxious and annoyed.
Hadn’t he liked her? Was she somehow disgusting? She must have repulsed him somehow. Had she not eaten pretty? Was it her body?
Gina could hear that he was still awake. The television was on in the living room.
An hour later, she was still wide-awake. The only way she could sleep in a strange place was when she was tired out from having sex.
She felt it would be best to confront him. She swung her feet out of the bed, determined to charge into the living room and ask him what was so wrong with her that he didn’t want to sleep with her.
Gina flung the door to her bedroom opened and marched out into the bright living room.
The contrast from darkness to light was so big that she had to stop and rub her eyes before she could demand a reason for his rejection.
“Gina, what’s wrong?” Alexander jumped to his feet and wrapped his arms around her.
“I couldn’t sleep,” she answered, slightly thrown off by his affection.
“Are you scared to sleep in a strange bed alone?” he asked, tenderly.
“Yes,” she answered, letting him know that she felt he’d asked a stupid question.
“Alright, you can sleep with me tonight.”
Finally, she thought. This was also a question of her self-esteem.
Doing a job like this one could be hard enough because of the stigma, but to have a client not want her would push her over the edge. She wanted to please him, so she could be pleased with herself.
She’d never had to explain that to a man before.
He turned off the TV and brought her into his bedroom by her hand. He had lots of artifacts, which were set in scene with special lighting. His bedroom was cool like a museum.
“I like to travel. These are my souvenirs,” Alexander explained.
“It’s interesting,” she commented.
“They aren’t going to scare you at night, will they?” he asked.
“No. Besides, you’re going to be right next to me, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I will be. I hadn’t realized that you’re that little. It was my fault that you aren’t getting the rest you need.” He lifted her hand to his lips and tenderly kissed the back of her hand.
“I’ll tuck you in.” He went to his bed and pulled back the covers. His bed was a little boring. Hers was prettier. He didn’t even have a heart shaped pillow. It had been comfortable to lie on.
“Can I run and get something from my room?” she asked.
He grinned at her. “Yes, you may.”
Gina hurried off, loving the way the dress moved as she did. She grabbed the pillow from her bed and returned to him.
He looked at it still grinning. His laugh lines were very predominant.
“It will be Valentine’s Day when we wake up,” she offered as an excuse.
“I suppose that makes sense. In you go.” He tucked her in again and kissed her forehead as if it were a ritual that had been in place for several years.
He went into his bathroom and got ready for bed, figuring she would be asleep when he returned. Carefully, he climbed into bed behind her, not wanting to wake her.
“Did you brush three minutes long?” Gina asked him.
“Of course, I did.” She made him smile. He was glad that she was here.
“Are you sure? It seemed too quick,” she teased him.
Alexander lifted the blankets they were sharing and gave her adorable little bottom a swat. “I’m very sure.”
Gina rolled around, so she was facing him, and her backside wasn’t. “I’ll take your word for it.”
“I’d appreciate that.” Alexander turned off the lights and settled down for the evening.
Gina’s jaw dropped. He wasn’t even trying to sleep with her.
Well, sleep yes, but making love no.
Her mind raced, trying to find a reason for his behavior. He’d smiled at her and hugged her. He was glad she was here. Then she thought about the innocent kisses he’d given her on her forehead.
Chances were he wanted to pretend to be her daddy without sex.
That was so disappointing.
~ Restless ~
When Gina hadn’t fallen asleep two hours later, Alexander turned to her. “Are you restless?”
“Yes. I’m sorry,” Gina answered.
“I’m not mad, Gina.” He sat up in bed, giving up hopes of a peaceful night.
“Do you want me to go to my room, so you can sleep?”
“No, I have a better idea.” He stood up and held his hand out to her.
She got out of bed and latched onto his hand tightly, fearing that he was kicking her out.
He didn’t. Instead, he took her into her bathroom and let warm water into the tub. He added oils that made the room smell wonderful.
Then he turned to her and undressed her, lifting her nightgown up over her head. He knelt down on one knee and gently tugged her pretty panties down to the floor. Gina lifted her feet, stepping to the side.
He took hold of her hand and gently helped her into the tub as if he were afraid that she would slip and hurt herself.
She was an incredible beauty, but he wouldn’t force himself on her. He’d only sleep with her if it were clear that she truly wanted him to.
Gina sat down in the warm water, thinking how wonderful and relaxing this felt.
“Twist your hair up into a bun. It’s too late at night to wash it.” He handed her a ponytail holder from her bag of toiletries.
“Thank you, Daddy.” Gina watched him to see how he would react to her calling him by that name.
“You’re welcome, Gina.” He gave her a pleasant smile.
Gina could see that he was starting to relax. She was getting the idea that she needed to work a little harder to get him to desire her.
“Do you have any bath toys?” she asked with her breasts peeking out over the waterline.
“I got you a duck. I wasn’t sure if you would want to play with it or not.”
“Could I have it? I’ll be careful, so no water will splash out of the tub.” Gina could see that a bulge was starting to form in his pajama bottoms.
“Of course, precious Gina.” Alexander got a duck out from the cabinet under her sink. It was still in its package.
Gina moved to the side of the tub, pretending to be waiting expectantly for her prize.
“I’
ll be giving you a bath before you go to bed tomorrow too. I was going to give you one in the morning, but younger children need one to settle down before they go to bed.”
That or sex, Gina thought.
He gave her a washcloth and reminded her to wash behind her ears, warning her that he would be checking.
He went to a towel cupboard and got out a large folded up mat, which he laid over the countertop next to the bathtub.
The countertop acted as a barrier between the bathroom and where the toilet was hidden. Gina had thought that it was odd that he didn’t have a plant or something on the countertop. It had looked so empty. It made sense now.
He kept working on the bed-like thing he was making.
Gina pretended to wash her duck, knowing that her antics were working its magic on him.
“Don’t forget your own ears,” he warned her with a smile on his face.
Gina immediately went to work on her own ears, wanting to please him.
“You’re so much smaller than I first thought you were,” he stated.
“What does that mean? Am I doing something wrong?”
“No, definitely not. Daddy just has to make a few adjustments. Your first impression fooled me.”
“Are you sure that I’m being good, Daddy?” Gina needed to throw that word in as often as she could; the warm water was making her even hornier. She needed him. Her wet breasts were set out to the cooler air in the room, making her nipples pucker. She hoped that he would want to sleep with her on that bed thing he’d built up. He was laying several thing towels on it. It looked very comfortable.
Gina hoped she wouldn’t fall off of it. She noted that it was the perfect height for her to lie back and let him ravish her while she lay on her back.
She liked it better when a man was on top of her, but she wasn’t feeling picky at the moment.
He knelt down beside the tub and smiled at her. “Should I help you with your back?”
“Yes, please.”
“You can be meek? You’re very difficult to appraise.”
Gina smiled at him. Diamonds got appraised. The comparison pleased her.
He wetted the washcloth and slowly scrubbed her back. Gina had a feeling that he would be good with his hands.
Gina was purring like a kitten, thinking that she had easily fallen into this role-play thing.
“Okay, precious one. It’s time for you to get out of the warm water before you wrinkle up.” He stood and grabbed a towel. “Let me help you to your feet.”
Gina put one hand on the side of the tub, reached for him with her other hand and stood up.
Before she knew it, she was off-balance and slipping.
A moment later, she was looking into his eyes. With one hand he held her arm under her shoulder, and his other hand was behind her head, protecting it.
Gina felt so ashamed of herself. She liked to consider herself a luxury call girl who was elegant and who never faltered.
He helped her to her feet. “That scared you, didn’t it?”
When she didn’t answer, he continued. “Daddy caught you. You didn’t get hurt.”
Gina nodded still horrified and feeling clumsy. At the moment, she wanted to be left alone, so she could tell herself that nothing had happened and her client wasn’t upset with her.
She remembered other clients she’d had. They would have been upset if she’d ruined their image of an elegant call girl. She was supposed to be confident and carry herself with pride. She’d been none of those things today.
“Hey, precious one, you don’t have to cry. Daddy’s here.”
Gina let him hug her wet body to his. “I’m sorry,” she whispered as she buried her head in his shirtless chest.
“Don’t worry about it. It was my fault. You’re up way past your bedtime. I’ll bring you to bed earlier tomorrow. We need to get you dried off before you catch a cold. Should Daddy do it for you?”
Gina nodded at him, glad that he didn’t want his money back.
Alexander towel-dried her quickly, rubbing the towel all over her body. He hung up the towel and turned back to her. He cocked his head to the side and examined her for a moment before he lifted her into his arms.
Gina hadn’t thought that he would be strong enough to lift her up with such ease. He laid her down on the bed he made for her on the countertop, helping her to roll onto her tummy.
Gina lifted her shoulders, so her breasts weren’t being squished. Then she peeked over her shoulder to see what he was doing. He was rubbing his hands together.
He laid his hands on her shoulders and pressed down deeply into her skin. Gina sighed with pleasure. She’d given hundreds of massages in her life, but she’d never received one.
“This should relax you enough, so you can sleep.”
She made a happy noise, agreeing with him.
His strong hands kneaded her sore muscles, making her feel so much better about herself and about him. The motion of his hands treating her body with so much love relieved the tension and frustration she was feeling. The palms of his hands would press down into her muscles, and then his fingers would push together in an upward lifting motion.
His hands moved down to her backside. He massaged each cheek, taking his time and often applying more oil to his hands.
His hands moved down to the back of her thighs. He worked his way down her calves. Then he picked up one of her feet and rubbed it.
Gina raised her head up to look at him.
“Lie down and close your eyes, Gina.”
Gina did as she was told. Getting a foot massage was the best experience of her life. It felt amazing.
He picked up her other foot, giving it identical treatment.
Gina was making soft noises of pleasure.
In the back of her mind, she was thinking that she should be the one pleasuring him and not the other way around. Maybe they would trade places when he was finished. She would do her best to make him feel as good as he was making her feel.
He laid her foot down and began working his way back up her legs. This time he moved her legs a little, so he was massaging the inside of her leg too. He then rewarded her other leg with the same treatment.
“Lift up your hips. I want to slip a cushion under them.”
Gina obeyed him.
Once the firm cushion was under her hips, he continued massaging her buttocks. Gina felt exquisitely soft in the meantime.
Maybe she should continue this and see a professional masseuse. It was important that she invested in herself. It would give her more self-confidence. Every woman could use more of that.
She felt him raise his body up onto the countertop. His knees were between hers. Her eyes closed in pleasure as he slowly entered her. This was what she needed to sleep well.
His rock hard penis slowly worked its way in and out of her. Often removing him thick penis completely before he gently thrust back into her. This felt even better than the foot rub.
Gina had never had relaxing sex before. Usually, she had wild sex and was tired from exhaustion afterwards. This felt great the way it was. She wasn’t frantically trying to come.
Men loved watching women come. It was what they paid for. Several men had told her that try as they may they couldn’t get their girlfriends to come.
Gina saw it as her responsibility to see to her own orgasm. Men liked that about her.
This felt so good. His hands were kneading her shoulders, and the pressure he was putting on her made blood rush to her clitoris, drowning it with attention.
He pulled out of her. Had he finished? It didn’t matter. She felt terrific.
Alexander dropped down to the floor. He wanted to see her face while he made love to her. “Roll over on your back, Gina.” He stepped away from her, pulling his penis out.
Gina lifted her head and peeked back at him. He was still hard for her. She was grateful to see that. She wanted to play longer with him.
He removed the cushion from under her and took hold of he
r, so she couldn’t fall down as she turned. “Scoot down to me. Can you pull your legs up to your chest?” Alexander asked her.
Instead of answering, Gina showed that she could indeed do as he wished. She moved her legs, so he could still see her breasts.
He laid his hands on her knees and rubbed his hands over her thighs. Simultaneously, his penis glided back into her.
Gina’s face softened. She felt tears building in her eyes, convinced that the massage had helped them bond to one another. She felt so close to him. “I don’t ever want this to stop,” she told him.
“Hush, precious one. I want you to close your eyes and just feel what I’m doing to you. Do you like it?”
“Yes,” she responded immediately.
“How about when I go faster,” he asked picking up the pace.
Gina hugged her legs tighter to her body. “Yes,” she moaned out.
“Daddy likes this a lot too.”
He was taking her, so his body was slightly leaning towards her.
“Faster, Daddy. And harder.”
She couldn’t believe when he honestly did pick up the pace and the intensity. He was fiercely slamming his body into hers, and she was calling out for more.
His hands grabbed onto her breasts, massaging them while he thrust. It was like he was getting his strength directly from her breasts.
Gina threw her head back as the pleasure washed over her. Her body was experiencing little jerks, and she could feel herself clamping down around his penis, holding it tightly inside of her.
She came then too, spilling himself into her. It felt so much better bare. He loved feeling her around him. That had cost him extra, but it was worth it.
He continued to thrust into her until she was relaxed again.
“Did you like that, precious little one?”
“Oh yes, Daddy. I loved it.”
“Do you feel tired enough to sleep now?”
“Yes, I could sleep now.”
“I’ll get you ready for bed again.” He pulled out of her and went to the sink. “Be a good girl and lie still. I don’t want you to fall off.”
Gina was still hugging her knees to her body.
Alexander took a fresh washcloth from a drawer and got it wet. He rang it out and walked back to her.