by Hamel, B. B.
“You can do better.”
He spanks me again, again. He leans forward and kisses my neck before spanking me a third time… and pulling down my panties.
I stifle a moan. His fingers slide between my slit, finding my soaked pussy from behind. He teases me, parting my lips and rolling along my clit. Pleasure blooms all around my skin and I writhe against his touch.
This is filthy… this is crazy. We’re in the office. I never once imagined that he’d actually spank me in here… and touch me like this.
My boss, taking my body.
“I want to take care of you, Ruby,” he whispers in my ear. “I want to be more than your boss… more than your protector. Do you understand?”
“I don’t know,” I groan.
He spanks me. I gasp as his lips find my neck and his fingers find my pussy again.
“I want to be your Daddy,” he whispers.
“Daddy?”
I gasp the word as his fingers slide inside of me.
“That’s right,” he says. “I want to give you everything… but I also want to control everything. You’ll owe yourself to me… and I’ll give you the world. Pleasure, pain, everything you want and more. I’ll be your Daddy, little Ruby. Can you handle that?”
“I don’t know,” I moan. His fingers feel too good and I can’t think straight.
Daddy… control… pleasure and pain… it all swirls together in my mind. He spanks me again before teasing my pussy faster, fingers going deeper.
And then it stops. I look over my shoulder, ready to tell him to keep going, when I realize he’s taking off his belt.
He’s sliding off his pants.
And his big, hard cock is in his fist, stroking himself.
I blink rapidly. He smirks and turns me around, pushing me down onto my knees.
I take him into my mouth…
He’s so big I can barely fit it. I suck his tip and roll my tongue, tasting him. He pushes me down and I gag, sucking him faster.
“That’s right,” he croons, a moan on his tongue. “Suck my cock. Suck your new Daddy’s big cock. I need you to take it, my darling Ruby… take every inch.”
I moan and suck him faster. I want him… want everything he has to offer.
I gag, suck him, gag again. He growls and pushes me down his massive length. I can barely fit him in my mouth but I keep going, sucking him, tasting him.
He pulls back with a gasp and a groan. He grabs my hair, pulling me up to my feet… and kissing me.
His taste on my lips… his tongue in my mouth…
His fingers between my legs, teasing me.
I take his cock between my hands and stroke him as we kiss like that, teasing each other.
“Say it,” he whispers in my ear. “Say it now.”
“Daddy,” I moan.
He turns me around again and I brace myself against the top of the desk as he presses his cock against my soaking slit.
Slowly he takes me… sliding deep into my pussy.
“Oh, god,” I gasp.
Taking him from behind…
It feels like heaven, like pleasure in its purest form.
He sinks deep inside. I gasp and shudder, my body shaking with the need and the intensity of it. He fills me completely, every inch of my tight pussy spread bare for him. He strokes in and out, crooning and groaning and growling his pleasure.
I moan right back. I pant his name… I call him Daddy.
I’m not sure I know what I’m saying. I’m not sure I know what it means to call him Daddy.
I know I’ll find out… and I know this feels incredibly good.
He fucks me harder. He grabs my hair, roughly pulls back. I gasp as his cock hits hard and deep at the same moment. Pleasure and pain swim in my vision as everything goes black and wavy.
I groan and push back, grinding down his length.
I want every inch, every single inch of him.
He fucks me faster, harder. He’s an animal, not being gentle, not holding back.
And it’s ecstasy, heaven. It’s everything I want and more. His body is hard, his cock like granite, and he takes me so easily. He takes me and makes me his and fucks my pussy the way I need it.
I gasp, pushing back, sliding down his shaft. I need it… I need it badly.
He growls in my ear. “Say it,” he says.
“Daddy,” I gasp. “Oh, fuck. Daddy.”
He keeps going, my breasts shaking, my body on fire. He fucks me rough, pulling my hair, controlling me… making me his.
Becoming my Daddy.
I gasp as the orgasm rolls up to the edge. I’m sitting on the brink, the abyss just below me, pleasure making my body tense and shake, my hips shimmy, my breathing come in ragged gasps.
“Go ahead,” he whispers in my ear. “Go ahead. Come on my big cock… come for me, little Ruby.”
“Daddy,” I moan. “Fuck!”
I come then, letting it rip through me. I come hard, the orgasm overwhelming me, pushing me to heights I never needed… never knew about.
I come hard and grind back groaning, moaning, gasping.
I take him deep between my legs and I feel him stay there… and burst.
He groans in my ear. “Daddy,” I whisper like a chant as he comes deep inside my pussy.
He fills me with his cum and it feels like heaven.
“Oh, god,” I groan.
“Fuck, you feel good,” he whispers in my ear.
He stays like that for a moment, his cock buried between my legs.
But slowly he pulls back. I turn and face him, breathing hard.
He stares at me, sweat on his brow. I realize I’m sweating too, my shirt askew, my panties a wrecked mess.
I gather myself the best I can. He watches as I dress before finally getting dressed himself.
When he’s done, he heads back around his desk and sits.
I clear my throat. I’m put back together, just about, although my panties are a soaked mess between my legs.
I need to bring a few backup pairs. Just in case.
“Anything else you need from me?” I ask him.
He shakes his head, eyes flashing. “I have more calls to make.”
“Very good.”
I turn to leave but he clears his throat. I pause and look back at him.
“We have a meeting tonight,” he says. “Dinner with a few associates.”
“Okay.” I chew on my lip. “Should I expect you late?”
“We’re both going.”
I cock my head. “You want me there?”
“Yes,” he says gently. “What happens from here on out affects you just as much as it affects me. You need to be there.”
I nod once, meeting his gaze. “Okay then. Who are we meeting with?”
“People from the mayor’s office. People that have his ear… members of his staff. We’re taking them out to dinner to discuss the casino.”
“You set that up fast.”
“We have two weeks.”
The way he says it doesn’t make me feel any better.
But I nod and hold his gaze. “Okay then. I’ll be ready.”
“Good.”
I turn and leave his office. I can feel his eyes lingering on my body as I leave…
And god, I like it.
I really, really like it.
I don’t know what that says about me. I thought I’d just do my duty, sleep with him a few times, get pregnant, and then go from there.
But now I’m thinking about what else we can do… what else he can make me feel.
How much further we can go.
The way that woman earlier characterized our relationship repulsed me. But she wasn’t so far from the truth.
She saw what Knox and I have as some kind of business arrangement, one where I put up with him in exchange for his money and power. Then I get that money when he dies.
That made me feel sick and disturbed but that’s not so far from the truth. I am in a business arrangement with Kn
ox. Our relationship is very much a business arrangement.
So why would I feel so strange about what that woman said… when that’s what I’m doing?
It’s a disturbing thought and one that I need to look more closely at.
There’s a reason the idea of using Knox that way made me feel off.
I think it has something to do with what happened in that office.
With calling him Daddy.
Daddy…
I don’t know what else Knox has in store for me.
But I do know that I’d better not let this distract me too much.
Our lives are on the line.
14
Knox
Ruby and I arrive first. We take our places in the large private table toward the back of Butcher and Singer.
It’s an old-school-style steakhouse with a definite upscale flare. I like this place because it’s huge and loud… and it’s easy to have a conversation that gets drowned out by all the other noise.
It’s private by being very, very public.
“I’ve never been in here before,” Ruby says to me. “I always walk past it and wonder how people can ever afford to go inside.”
I smile at her and run my fingers up her thigh under the table. She’s wearing a beautiful black dress I purchased for her during a short break earlier today. It accentuates her curves and her beautiful perky breasts just right… exactly what I need tonight.
“You’re living in a different world now,” I say to her.
“I just hope I get to live in it for a little while longer.”
I laugh, a rueful chuckle. She’s right about that, of course. She really should enjoy this while she can.
Who knows if either of us is going to enjoy anything for long.
They come as a group, like I knew they would. Jackson, Ricky, Junior, and Arian. They’re the mayor’s closest aides, the men without official titles… because what they do isn’t official, and can’t be.
Arian is their leader. He’s known the mayor for a very long time. As far as I know, Arian and the mayor go back to high school, maybe even grade school. They’re always vague about that.
I stand and shake hands. I notice the way the men look at Ruby, with a little hunger and jealousy in their eyes. They may be powerful men with the powerful ear of the mayor, but they’re not rich or glamorous.
They covet that life, but it’s just out of reach.
“Sit, sit,” I say. “Please. I already ordered wine for the table but if you want something else, indulge. It’s on me.”
“Of course it is,” Arian says. “You think we could afford this place on our salaries?”
“I think this entree costs more than my rent,” Jackson grumbles.
Ricky laughs. “They’re kidding. We’re taken care of.”
Jackson rolls his eyes. “Hardly.”
“Please. You three will complain about anything,” Junior cuts in.
“What my very rude associates mean to say is we appreciate your hospitality and generosity,” Arian says. There’s a reason he’s the leader.
“Of course. You gentlemen have been very good to me during the mayor’s administration and I hope that goodwill can continue.”
Drinks are poured, conversation starts. Junior and Jackson both talk to Ruby about her life and she does a good job, smiling and laughing at their jokes. She falls into the role effortlessly. I’m glad I don’t have to explain what she’s here to do.
Arian and Ricky share a bottle of whiskey with me. Arian looks out over the crowd. “Getting thinner all the time,” he says.
“Come on. Things are good in the city.”
“Maybe.” Arian shakes his head. “But it’s not good for everyone.”
“Uh oh,” I say. “Are you turning into a socialist, Arian?”
He laughs. “Something like that, maybe. We are Democrats, after all.”
“This is Philly,” Ricky says with a smirk. “Of course we’re Democrats.”
I laugh a little although inside I hate these political things. Everyone’s duplicitous, everyone has ulterior motives. Not a single one of them means what they say… and the ones that do are never listened to.
“Your boss is doing well though,” I say. “He’s had some good business move through here lately.”
“Part of the mandate,” Arian grumbles. “Bring jobs to the city at all costs.”
“Jobs are important.”
“True, but it depends what kind of jobs.” Arian sighs. “He doesn’t want to get his hands dirty with all that.”
“Which is why we’re here,” Ricky says, grinning.
Arian shoots Ricky a look.
I raise an eyebrow. “What’s that?” I ask him.
Ricky looks at Arian apologetically.
“Nothing,” Arian says.
“Come on, just come out with it,” I counter. “If you want to ask for something, just ask. I’ve never said no.”
Arian gives me a long look and swishes his glass. Ruby says something and makes the other two men laugh. They’re leaning over her and I feel a pang of jealousy.
“We’re looking for donations,” Arian says softly. “Boss wants another campaign, wants another term… but he doesn’t need cash.”
“He doesn’t?” I ask.
Ricky leans forward. “He needs a win.”
I lean back and sip my drink, feeling a pang of excitement.
“I might be able to help,” I say.
Arian grins. “I’m sure you can.”
“We need jobs,” Ricky says. “But not just any jobs. We want you to open another office.”
I laugh a little. “Open another office? Seriously?”
“We’ll give you work,” Arian says. “City contracts, that sort of thing. Pledge to the mayor that you’ll hire at least… a hundred people. And you’ll get the work.”
I shake my head at them. “Gentlemen, a hundred people at a boutique firm like mine… that’s a lot.”
“Expand.” Arian says it simply.
Ruby laughs and glances in my direction. I think she can sense my anxiety.
“The truth is, I wanted to ask something of you gentlemen,” I say softly.
Arian grins. “Well. Looks like we’re in positions to help each other.”
“I have a proposal.” I take an envelope from my jacket and slide it over to Ricky. He takes it, raising an eyebrow, and opens it up. Inside is a copy of everything Don Grosso gave me about the casino… all the plans, the permits, the actuarial charts, everything.
Ricky whistles and hands it to Arian who instantly shakes his head.
“No way. Not another casino.”
“Jobs,” I say simply. “Not bad jobs, either. Look, they mostly pay above minimum wage. Lots of jobs pay good, actually. I could bring you fifty, maybe a hundred… but this could bring you five hundred. A thousand.”
Ricky’s eyes light up. “That’s a win.”
Arian glares at him. “No casinos,” he says. “We’re not doing it. There’s no way we could get the state to sign off.”
“All I ask is that you try.”
I’m suddenly very aware of all the men looking at me now… including Ruby.
Arian sighs. “No way.”
“Arian, come on. We can—”
“I said no.” Arian glares at Ricky.
I reach into my pocket and take out anther envelope. I slide it over to Arian, who takes it and opens it.
His eyes bug out.
“Take the plans to your boss,” I say softly. “And tell him there are more donations where that comes from.”
“Knox, we can’t—”
“Hear him out—”
“Let’s see—”
I interrupt the men by producing a final envelope. “That’s for your boss. This is for you gentlemen. Since you’re not so appreciated normally… I thought I’d appreciate you.”
Arian takes it tentatively, glancing at the others. They all look hungry…
The way I want th
em to.
He opens it. He laughs and nearly chokes.
“Holy shit,” he says.
Ricky snatches it away.
That’s right. Greedy fucks.
That’s the biggest bribe I bet he’s ever seen. Even split four ways.
“Knox,” Ricky says, looking up with a grin. “I think the mayor just might take a look at this proposal.”
Arian looks grim but he doesn’t argue. They all laugh, including Ruby, and the night continues on like nothing just happened.
Afterward, the four of them leave drunk and smiling, a lot richer than they were before. I linger out on the sidewalk with Ruby.
“How much did you give them?” she says to me softly.
I take her hand and start walking to our apartment. It’s just across the park and we pass right through it, walking along the moonlit paths.
“Enough,” I say.
“Knox—”
“Don’t ask for details,” I respond firmly.
“Is this how business is always done in this city?” she asks.
“More or less. Unfortunately for this city.”
She shakes her head and I feel her fingers slip from my grip. “I know you’re just doing what you have to do… but is this really the best thing for everyone?”
“It’s a casino, Ruby. It’s not a nuclear reactor.”
“Still.”
I stop and pull her toward me. She doesn’t struggle and I hold her tight. The moon shines down on the center square and for a blessed moment, we’re alone.
“Do you want to live?” I ask her gently.
“Yes.”
“Then this is how it’ll happen. We’ll bring a casino here, another one, and more jobs will flow. The mafia will be happy… we’ll be happy, because we’ll be alive. We’ll all win.”
“I hope so.”
“Trust me.”
I kiss her softly, not thinking about anything but her lips, about making her feel special.
I need her to feel it.
Slowly I break the kiss off and we keep going. We head back to the apartment.
I can sense her hesitation, but I don’t press her on it.
We sleep in separate rooms… but I’m dreaming about her.
About my Ruby, smiling, soaking wet and begging, whispering…
Daddy.
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