Daddy’s Little Pet

RENEE

The first thing my eyes saw when I awoke was Robert’s ever-handsome face, gazing at me warmly.

His broad smile melted my insides while making him appear much younger than he was.

“Good day, princess.” He leaned in closer and kissed my brow, clearing his throat and muttering huskily.

“Good morning, Daddy.” I greeted in response, a blush rising on my cheeks, and I smiled shamelessly.

“This is the first time I’ve woken up in this manner, and I adore it.” I said as he placed another kiss on my brow.

His brows creased as he asked, “What manner?”

“With you looking over me like an angel or something. It’s so lovely.”

“Well, I’m your guardian angel. Your protector. Anything goes. I’m at your disposal. Besides, now that I’m here, expect more mornings like this.” He responded by kissing my cheeks, forehead, and lips again, causing me to laugh.

I couldn’t stop myself from smiling, and warmth filled my chest as he continued to kiss my cheeks before moving to my throat.

“Rob… Rob… stop…” I giggled helplessly, slamming my arms against his shoulders, trying to get him to stop, but he wasn’t listening.

“I’m not stopping until I get a taste of my girl. Waking up next to you feels like a dream, one I’ve been anticipating. So, before you leave this bed, you’ll give me my fill.”

“Huh?” With a raised brow, I inquired, hoping he wouldn’t want to have sex with me this morning.

I could feel his morning erection poking in my stomach, and while I was a little horny, I didn’t want to have sex so early.

I was still sore from the previous night, and as my mind filled with images of how he’d destroyed my insides, another blush rose on my cheeks.

Even when sleep had overtaken me after our first bout and my second orgasm, he’d woken me up with the sensation of his dick sliding deep inside me.

“What’s going on inside your head?” Robert asked, abruptly interrupting my thoughts, and I blinked.

“I… I… Excuse me.” Instead, I put my hands on his shoulders and began to push him away from me.

“Where are you going?”

“I need to use the restroom.”

“Okay.” He replied curtly before getting out of bed, but not before spanking both sides of my ass cheeks, and I giggled.

“Be quick and come back.”

I snickered as he commanded, his gaze boring a hole in my naked back.

My jaw dropped open when I first stepped inside the exquisitely decorated bathroom.

It was an ensuite room with three different tubs of varying sizes, a large shower curtain with gold and white stripes hanging behind the door, and a small glass balcony overlooking the hotel’s terrace.

As I walked further into the spacious bathroom, my breath caught in my throat as I noticed a mirror opposite me.

When I looked at my reflection, it startled me for a split second, but I quickly got over it and used the time to admire my naked milky body.

I’d never looked at my skin before because it was always rough to the touch, in stark contrast to how milky and soft it appeared, but Robert liked it that way, and that was enough for me.

I stood by the hung-up mirror, forgetting why I’d left my man in the room, and a smile flickered up my lips as I looked at my reflection.

I was looking a little different now, which seemed strange because it reminded me of the days following my breakup with Dylan.

How recluse and ugly I felt. I became so insecure that I rarely looked in the mirror unless I was getting ready for something, and even then, I just breezed through it.

I didn’t particularly appreciate seeing the dark circles and weariness around my eyes. Despite putting on a happy face in Nicole’s presence, deep down, I was dying.

It felt like my entire future had been shattered instantly and remembering the hurtful things Dylan said made everything worse.

But now… I appeared… content.

No eye-bags. No dark circles. No weary looks. Rosy cheeks and my smile radiated so much happiness.

I stared at my pointed nipples and the curves of my hips, noting yet again that I looked a bit fat. Like I’d added some weight, I had no idea if that was good or bad.

I’d ask Nicole. Her opinions were always correct, though I had an inkling of what she’d say to me.

‘Renee, you look effortlessly beautiful still.’

‘Whether fat or slim, you kill every dress you wear, so I don’t know why you worry too much.’

A giggle escaped my lips as I mused over the words she’d say, and my smile stretched further.

Still looking at myself in the mirror, I noticed that my hair was tousled, with the ends sticking up a little higher than usual, and that my body was covered in red bruising, specifically on my neck and wrists.

I could see a few hickeys along the right side of my neck if I squinted hard enough, and there was another dark bruising that covered the left side of my lower back, probably where Robert’s hands had gripped roughly last night while fucking me.

Only the images of the red love bites and marks made me feel hot as I remembered the events that gave birth to them, and I shook my head.

‘He didn’t fuck you raw last night, or you’d have felt some sticky mess dripping down your thighs. Oh, how hot would that be?’ My subconscious chimed, and laughter burst out of my throat.

Taking a deep breath and stepping back toward the bathtub, I quickly searched the toilet shelves for a new toothbrush and other necessities.

I quickly got to work cleaning myself up and was done in minutes.

I stepped out of the tub, and after drying my half-wet hair with a small towel near the racks, I grabbed a bathrobe and put it on.

“So, Robert, I was just thinking how…”

When I saw a woman staring back at me from the suite’s doorway, her mouth wide open, the words on my lips died, and I blinked twice.

I closed my mouth, my gaze darting around the vast room, when I noticed an already-dressed Robert standing by the bedside, wallet in hand, looking for something.

Dragging my gaze back to the woman still standing there, I realized she was most likely a hotel employee, and Robert must have ordered something.

The way she looked at me as if she knew who I was and what I’d done in the room made me squirm, and I hoped the marble-tiled floor beneath me would open up and swallow me.

To say I was embarrassed was an understatement, and to make matters worse, I had just emerged from the bathroom dripping wet and looking like a well-fucked lady.

It was extremely awkward because I’d never been in a situation like this.

“Oh, my God!” My feet were already moving backward as I retreated to the bathroom, but then…

“Renee don’t go back. Could you take a seat on the bed and wait for me? I’ll get back to you as soon as I finish with the concierge.”

“How did you know I’d left the bathroom?”

“Do what I told you, baby girl. I’ll be done soon.” He said again, this time more sternly, and I knew he was giving me a command.

One that I couldn’t ignore, at least not right now.

I glanced at him, and he winked at me flirtatiously.

His look would’ve melted my pants in a split second, but given the circumstances, I just shook my head and retraced my steps.

Despite his flirtatious appearance, I could tell he’d noticed how uneasy I felt because I saw some concern in the depths of his blue eyes.

I walked straight to the bed and plopped on the soft foam, deciding to kill time with my phone while he spoke with the hotel staff.

“I requested she get us some breakfast.”

“Oh… There must be a kitchen in the suite, right?” I mumbled, turning to face him as he walked toward me, closing the door behind him.

“There is, indeed.”

“You know, I could cook for us. Instead of you paying for some costly food that will taste half as good as mine.”

“I don’t want to overburden you, love.” He said this after a while, his hands cupping my cheeks as he stood and looked down at me.

“Besides, I could just eat you. Wouldn’t that be a better meal?” I coughed in embarrassment as he questioned me teasingly.

“Rob…” I snickered and hit his thighs, and he just laughed.

“Today, I can do whatever I want. Remember, you’re spending the day with me, and…”

“Wait a minute, what?”

I looked at my phone again, my eyes widening, and saw that it was already 9 a. m. and that it was Monday.

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“Oh, my gosh. I need to get to work!” I exclaimed, removing Robert’s hands from my cheeks, and stood up, but he stopped me.

Instead of tightly gripping me, he pushed me onto the bed, towering over me defiantly, and I saw red.

“Robert! I need to get to work.” I spat again.

“Last night, you agreed not to. Remember you were going to spend the day with me?”

“I… Wait a minute. I said I would think about it.”

“Yes, but I’ve taken that as a yes. I took the day off because I wanted to spend time with you. The very least you could do is return the favor. Besides, I’m sure you’d be given the day off if you called your boss. You’re very hardworking, and don’t even ask me how I know.”

“But…”

“You can call in sick or something. That should do.”

“But Robert… I can’t afford to miss a day. My wage would be affected. If I’m correct, you own your business. No one would stop you if you decided not to go for months, so stop with the taking a day off tactic. Just let me go, and I-”

“Renee…” He cut in, giving me a warning look that made me shiver.

“Call your boss and take a sick leave.” He said, releasing my legs from his tight hold. “We’ve only just seen each other after so long, and I can’t afford to let you out of my sights soon. So do as I say, or you’ll regret it.”

I grumbled as I slowly began to rise from the bed.

As much as I wanted to defy his orders, I knew in some ways he was right. Also, I had no choice but to obey him, now that he’d finished with a harsh warning.

He’d make me regret it by depriving me of sex, and I didn’t want that.

“So, I should spend the day with you?” I asked with a snicker, and he grinned and nodded sheepishly.

“Okay. I’ll make the call and take a sick leave. You’ve won.” I pouted, and as he began to walk away, he blew me a kiss.

“Good good girl. That’s my girl.”