Games 002

Madison POV

It was morning already, I had been daydreaming about what I saw last night, the image still sat vividly clear in my mind. How was I going to face Mr. Bank without my face turning red? I guess I have to do this.

Let's do this. I walked out of my room, tiptoeing to the kitchen, there was a stick in note at the fridge.

– I'm out, don't you forget do what I asked you to.

~E

Eva of course, I I rolled my eyes picking up a glass of water. "Good morning." That voice, it was definitely him, I raised my face up, my eyes meeting that of a god... No sorry I meant Mr. Bank.

Damn, must he be good looking this morning, I blushed as I realised he was staring at me, I can't blame him, I was still cladded in my nightie.

"Uhmm, good morning sir." I could feel heat in my cheeks, why was he dressed like this again, his cock was visibly rock hard under his sweats.

"Sit at the dinning, I'll prepare dinner. What would you love to eat."

You. I slapped the thought out of my head as I offered him a polite smile. "Anything that's prepared by you." I blushed.

He stared at me with a smirk. Did I make a mistake? Or wait, did he think I was flirting by saying 'anything he prepared.'?

"Ok, I'll fix some toasted bread and bacons. Is that fine by you." His voice melted me again this morning.

"Yeah, I mean it is, it's prepared by you." He stared at me, suprise evident in his face. Oh my God, why was I so unfiltered this morning? He would definitely think I was flirting. "I meant I'll eat anything."

I walked out of the kitchen in a hurry to avoid spilling out more nonsense, I already felt ashamed. I tried brainstorming different ideas to seduce him.

Should I bite my lips and stare at him inappropriately? No, I'll be termed as a pervert. How about being direct like maybe saying "Mr. Bank do you mind, maybe trying something new and fresh." And maybe wink at him seductively. Eww, that would look cringe.

Forget it, let's just go with the flow. Right on time, he was already out setting the table. Our eyes met briefly and I gave him a little smile.

"You can put up with this right?" He asked taking a seat beside me.

"Definitely."

I felt uncomfortable at his intense gaze, so I just casually ate gently to avoid embarrassing myself in front of my...crush? Yeah, crush.

Once our eyes met, I just offer him a stiff smile, and he offers me one too.

"So, you are dressed like this." He said, his eyes scanning my whole body from head to toe. "Are you expecting something?" Mr Brook whispered in a low seductive rumble, I dropped my cutlery in a slow motion, my head turning to face him.

"Not at all, you got it all wrong... I"

I couldn't even complete my statement, he leaned down, his lips touching my ears, I stiffened at his sudden attitude, then he gently whispered, "Touch yourself," My eyes widened in shock as I swallowed hard, "Touch yourself, he whispered again."

My cheeks flushed in utter embarrassment, "Uhmm, sir what do you mean?" I try to play innocent.

"You heard me princess, you saw me jerk off last night, now it's my turn to watch you. Don't you think?"

Of course, I do want him to watch me touch myself, but how did he know I watched him last night."I didn't mean to." I defended, but who knows he'll let out a hella hot low chuckle.

I felt him pull back, "Do you mean you didn't mean to touch your tits too, last night?" That damned smirk! It could always make me nod at him even if he asked to kill me.

"I...."

"You don't have to explain princess, all you have to do now is obey, listen to daddy and let him show you how pleasure is earned and spent."

How did he become so unfiltered? spitting out sinful words to please me. Hell, it was definitely working on me.

I knew I was already a tomato judging from how he stared, "Is there a mix up... Mr...... Bank or should I call you daddy..." I was playing with fire and you know what? I enjoyed being burned.

"Don't play coy," he interrupted, his voice taking on a dominant edge that made my toes curl. "I know you want this as much as I do. So why don't you stand up, unwrap that sexy little body of yours...and show me what a naughty girl you can be?"

He spread his legs slightly, his impressive bulge throbbing and aroused as he waited for my response. It was both thrilling and intimidating to be propositioned so boldly...but I knew I couldn't resist.

Slowly, I rose to my feet, letting my night dress slip off my shoulders and dropped to the floor. I stood before him purely stark naked, my nipples visibly hard and pebbled. I felt opened under his intense gaze but who cares, I just had to enjoy this night and forget it never existed. But can i?

"That's it," he encouraged, his voice husky. "Now slid your panties down those long legs. I want to see that pretty pussy."

What panties? Does he think my skin was as white as some cheap Lacey material? "I'm stark naked." I smirked.

"Tsk, now touch yourself," he ordered, palming his straining erection through his sweatpants. "Stroke your clit just like you were about to do last night while watching me jerk off."

I brought one hand to my wet clit, parting my lips to reveal the glistening pink flesh within. My fingers immediately started circling the swollen flesh, drawing gasps from my throat.

"Mmmm fuck," he groaned, freeing his huge cock from his waistband. It sprung up free, thick and extraordinary long, the tip already shiny and dripping with precum. "I can see how wet you are, your pussy is dripping for me..." he smirked, then his gaze turned serious, "Isn't it it baby?"

I could only nod "Oh god yes," and whimper shamelessly. I continued pumping two of my fingers in and out of my clenching hole now. I could feel arousal gushing down my thighs, making obscene, naughty sounds as I finger fucked myself faster and harder.

"Pump them deeper," he directed, jacking his cock off with quick and firm strokes. "I want to hear that sweet little cunt slurping on your fingers."

I plunged my digits knuckle deep inside my hole, reveling in the intense stretch against my sensitive walls. "Yes, yes!" I cried out, frantically rubbing my clit with my other hand. "Fuck me,...Daddy." The word left my lips and at this point, I didn't care, I continued moaning like a slut. Maybe I was. "Fuck me hard with your huge cock!"

"That's it, then beg for it," he growled, his hips thrusting into his fist. "I'm going to hit every inch into your tight little hole and make you scream..."

His dirty words had me spiraling towards climax embarrassingly fast. My pussy clenched and fluttered around my pumping fingers as an intense orgasm began to surface.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" I wailed desperately. "Don't stop!"

"Me too baby," he grunted through gritted teeth, pumping his long shaft faster. "Gonna paint your tits with my cum...fuck!"

With a deep cry, his cock pulsed and spasmed in his grip, clear strokes of hot liquids spurting out to splash against my bouncing breasts. I came just seconds later, my vision turning white as I gushed all over my own fingers and thighs.

This felt great.

I slumped back in the dining chair panting harshly, I was fully satisfied for now. But guess what! this was just the beginning and I needed to prepare for the next, trust me, the next one was going to make him forget about going clubbing.