I stand in his place, looking around without actually looking properly as he grabs some things. I want to ask what he needs from here, but I would rather not know. This is fun, nothing personal, I don't need to know personal things. “Here.” He appears in front of me holding out a glass. My hand takes it from him. “Thanks.” I take a sip of the drink. “You look nervous now.” His words sound smug, and I want to say no but honestly, I am. He pulls me against him and kisses me again. “Say no Trixie,  say no and walk away, this is your final chance. You should run.” I look up at him confused, he is still trying to run, has he not learnt yet I won't be? “It’s not happening Damon, I won’t say no. You have me here, in your house. Am I nervous? Yes, because all I have thought about since the club is this!” I step closer, my body pressed against his. “I’m sure. I am sure I want this, I am sure I want to fuck and that is all.  I know this is nothing mor

I wake to feel the bed moving. Rolling over I see Damon sat next to me, his eyes scanning the contract. "Damon." I groan and look at him but he barely takes his eyes from the paper. "Morning baby girl." "Don't morning baby girl me! You can't keep doing this." I sit up slightly. "Doing what?" Is he really playing dumb? "Coming into my room. You were worried about my dad finding out, yet you keep coming in here. What is your excuse Damon if he sees you sneaking in here, or walks in and finds you in here?" He can't keep doing this and risking it. "Baby girl, I would simply tell your dad you were bratty so I was punishing you." I gasp at his words. "I'm joking, I would say I heard a bang and came to check you were fine. Stop worrying." His eyes stay on the contract. "This isn't funny Damon, I swear don't fucking push." His eyes turn and fix on mine. "I'm not scared of you! Threaten to spank me Daddy I'm sure I will enjoy it

"Baby girl." The voice has me waking up. My eyes open, and Damon is sat facing me. "Why were you asleep like this?" He is worried, but I don't want to think about last night. "Where is everyone?" I rub my eyes and look around. "Out, Paul and Mel are viewing a place, your dad and mum went with them. It's nearly two. Did you really sleep all day?" I nod and try smiling. I don't want to talk. My hands reach out and grab him, pulling him to me as he kisses me. I need it. I need him to kiss and touch me to remove the feeling of Paul from my skin. Moans escape my mouth as I pull him closer, my body straddling his. "Baby girl." He groans, his hands palming my ass. "Food first, please. You need to eat and drink water. You can't fuck me without energy." He lifts me from him. "I will cook, get downstairs and eat. You need to look after yourself." His lips press against my head. "I am looking after myself, daddy." I smile at him. "No, you're not.

I wake up and find myself in bed. Damon's bed. Sitting up, I grab my phone from the side. It is eight. Did I really fall asleep? I walk out of the bedroom and stop when I see Damon. Standing quietly, I observe him from the door. Watching as he cooks, and it is incredible. The last time he cooked, I was with him and helping. I haven't yet just stood and watched. I do now; I study his face as he focuses on the measurements. It seems he is a perfectionist in all things. Which I now realise, I don't know about him, not really. I know he owns businesses, rides the bike, helps run the club, but that is all. Oh, and that he is known as a whore. I laugh at that thought. "Baby girl, what are you laughing at?" I look up to see him stood wiping his hands, my heart fluttering as he steps towards me. "Erm, I." Fuck, where is his top? How didn't I realise that was missing? I watch as he steps closer, joggers, he is wearing grey joggers, and it is a

I walk back out, now wearing the skirt and the bra. I gave up on the cardigan and decided to wear just these. “Soon, I am busy.” I hear his voice and stop. “Later, Scorpion, I have personal things on.” I watch as he places down the phone. “You hung up on him?” I walk through, shocked. He never has before, never had he refused him. “I did for you, baby girl. Your dad can handle shit without me for a few hours.” “And if he comes here?” I look at him. “The door is locked and bolted. So even if he unlocks it, he won’t get in.” He steps towards me, his eyes looking over my body. Biting my lip, I smile at him. “I thought I had lost you, baby girl. When I opened the door and saw her there, and you were crying, I was so sure you were gone for good.” I smile at him. “I’m not, and we’re forgetting that for now, Daddy. What was the plan? You just walked in, remember.” I walk closer to him and smile. “I don’t even know anym