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He walked out of the cabana and left me alone with my horny self. I couldn’t believe him and wished he wanted more time with me. But we had to always make time for dear old daddy.
Mr. Daxon Stark always got his way.
He was edgy, greedy, and takes what he wants. I grew tired of living under dear daddy’s thumb and I couldn’t wait for it to change. Once we were married, hopefully that would be the day.
I laid back in the lounge chair and sulked with disappointment. Here I was, once again, with no orgasm. My hand reached over to my beach bag and pulled out my handy vibrator that I needed for times like this. I took it everywhere with me because it was my only means of experiencing a release. I never get to experience it with Dylan because he always finished before me. Unless he stuck it in my ass and hit my beloved g-spot. Other than that, our relationship has been one sided sexually, and it was something I never understood. I tried not to complain because he provided me with everything and gave me a life I had never dreamed of.
“Oh, well, we meet again...” I sighed as I turned on the vibrator and it hummed to life.
Dylan’s deep, dark eyes came to my mind. I closed my eyes and ran the vibrator over my nipples as they peeked against my bikini top. The sensation coursed through my body and tingled across my skin. I ran my fingers over my lips and licked them until they were wet. My fingers moved over my stomach and down to my clit, where I touched myself. My nub moved around with my fingertips and created a pleasurable dance that brought me closer to what I sought.
I reached inside my bikini bottoms and put my fingers inside my wetness. The juices were still there from earlier and spread inside my walls. I moved my fingers in and out until I quivered for more.
But it wasn’t enough.
I moved the vibrator down to my clit and circled there. My breath quickened with each motion and a moan of pleasure escaped me as I pictured his eyes roam over my naked body. They would swirl with flames of desire and a hungry need only for me. He would want me, take me and devour me. He’d give me everything I needed and never leave me unsatisfied.
My release built higher and higher as the waves crashed outside the cabana. I was lost in my own world and my imagination as he took me to heights that I longed for. But as my climax exploded and took over me, I could only see Dylan’s father watch me while I met my peak.
SEVEN
D.S. Industries
The plane ride backto the city was tiresome. I didn’t want to go back. There was no point in bringing the subject up again because Dylan’s mind was set. He always has to please his father and daddy seemed to come first.
Why?
I never understood it. Either he needed to please dear daddy or it was daddy’s way. His way or the highway. In this case, Dylan Stark would be out on his own. No money from daddy, no fancy cars, no penthouse, no maids, nothing. Dylan Stark would have to start from the ground up just like I had to, but I gave up on my dream. He’d still have his father’s name to help him along, but I knew it’d still be a challenge.
But why does he want to live under his father’s shadow?
The constant commands and to do lists. He was second best to his father and could never be his own man. Who wanted to live like that?
I certainly wouldn’t, but here I was every day living through it for the past year. I only put up with it because of Dylan. He was my fiancé, the man I would spend the rest of my days with, and he had given me everything.
Including this fancy penthouse connected to D.S. Industries.
