Page 51 of Dark Holiday

Her eyes shine in the flickering Christmas lights, and I hold my breath. It’s too soon. Deep down, I know she’ll probably think that I’m crazy for even bringing this up. Hell, we only got together officially last night, but she has to feel that same sense of belonging. She has to.

The only thing that gives me hope is that she waited all this time for me. Why wait if she didn’t want to be with me. Instead of speaking, she nods her head, her eyes filling up with tears. Leaning down, I wipe them away before opening the box and locking the smooth metal around her neck.

“This may take some getting used to. If you need to take it off, let me know. I’m more than willing to unlock it, but you have to ask me. Don’t take it off without permission.”

“Yes, Daddy.” Her voice is thick with emotion. “It’s so beautiful!”

Once the infinity collar is in place, I slip the small chain around her neck, my lips curling up into a grin as she stares at the medallion. Her fingers rub over the words, her own smile matching my own. Wiping my hands on my pants, I take a deep breath. One hurdle down and one more to go. Going down on one knee, I take out the holiday box, festooned with its large ribbon.

“Cin,” I start but have to pause to swallow back the tidal wave of emotions. I never thought we would get to this point, but here we are, on the eve of miracles. Perhaps something somewhere is shining down on us, allowing us this moment to finally be together forever.

“I -”

I don’t get any other words out before she tackles me to the ground, peppering my face with kisses. “Yes! Yes. I do!”

“You don’t even know what I’m going to say, brat,” I tease, holding the box out of reach.

“I know that size. I’ve dreamed of that size. Daniel, I swear, if it’s not a ring, then no more pussy for you.”

“Oh? Is that a threat, my dear? Before you go any further, might I warn you that I can and will lock up your vibrators and dildos. Not only that, I can lock some gloves onto your hands so that you can’t even pleasure yourself.”

Her eyes slide to the side as she thinks through her options. My little minx. Even though I already knew it, this just showcases how much she’s going to keep me on my toes, and boy, do I relish every little skirmish between us.

“Will you marry me, Ms. Hoo?” I whisper against her lips.

“Only if you promise me forever, Grumpy Claus.”

THE END

EPILOGUE

Daniel

Clutching the package in my arms, I shuffle Cindy through the cold and into the office building. It’s so weird having it be just us in the whole firm, but I am bound and determined to christen every spot I can with my new fiancee. My cock throbs against my pants as I usher her through the empty lobby and into the elevator.

Unable to resist, I punch in the number for my floor but stop it halfway there. Pushing Cindy against the polished glass, I slide down to the floor and duck under her skirt, needing just a taste. Sliding her panties to the side, I kiss her mound, then go a bit lower. She’s already wet for me. Grinning against the swollen lips of her pussy, I run my tongue along the seam before spreading her out and licking her clit.

I’ll never get tired of the sounds of her moans as I pleasure her. Draping her leg along my shoulder, I slide two fingers into her as I keep licking and sucking. Cindy’s hands flutter down to grab at my hair, holding tight as she grinds against my face. I groan as she comes, her hips bucking against me as she rides out her orgasm.

I fully plan to fuck her senseless, but after I get her into the other present I bought her. I start the elevator back up, groaning at the Christmas Muzak blaring from the speakers. The office floor is silent, empty, and memories from that last day slam into me. I fully plan on righting every wrong that took place in here, but first, I need to fuck my sweet little girl, driving the pain away with my cock.

“You meant what you said, right? I’m not actually fired?”

“No, Cin,” I chuckle, sliding my lips over the crown of her head. “How else will I be able to keep track of you?”

She gives me a playful shove then sobers. “I don’t think I’m a good assistant, though.”

“No. You’re not.” I don’t want to hurt her feelings, but I desperately need someone to manage my workload and keep everything scheduled. I still want to make partner, even if the motivations are different now. “What would you say about working directly in my office as my personal secretary? I can pull the blinds down and fuck you whenever I get the urge or spank you, depending on how the day goes.”

“Hmmm. Only if I can negotiate my pay.”

I cross my arms and pin her with a mock angry glare. “I think you’re starting to push your luck, Cin. Here. Put this on, and I’ll meet you in the office.” She flounces off with the outfit in her hands, a grin on her face.

My own smile is goofy and out of place, definitely not the look I would have gone with a mere few days ago. Shaking my head, I open my office door and freeze. The room looks just the same as when I left. She didn’t clean anything like I told her to. Walking around to my desk, I spot her panties on my chair, and my irritation starts to rise.

We’ve had a whirlwind of a romance, but that still doesn't mean that my word isn’t law. Not only did she directly disobey me, but she also had the audacity to get off even though I left her without an orgasm. A different grin crosses my face as I unzip my pants and stroke my hardening shaft. I think I know just how to drive the point home that Daddy is still the one in charge.

She walks in, dressed in her old school uniform, but this time instead of looking like the lost, frightened girl that I knew all those years ago, she’s a breathtaking woman. The way the shirt stretches against her breasts is almost obscene, not to mention the short skirt as it rides up her hips.