Heir to the Khalil Throne✔️

37: Man On The Street

After he parks into the bay, he gets out and makes his way to my door. He opens it and helps me out.

"Thank you." he does not say anything nor does he hold my hand. We walk towards the elevator and he is visibly uncomfortable, "Are you okay?"

"Not even in the slightest." he lets out with a grunt and it makes my pussy throb, why does he sound so good? I have not had sex in nearly three years, and I have never felt as overwhelmed by horniness as I do now.

The elevator door opens and a family of four walks in, he lets out a breath. We get to our floor and ask for space to get off.

We walk to the suite door and it seems like a thousand miles, I wish he would pin me on this wall and fuck me in front of the security camera but he is too much of a gentleman.

He opens the door for me and I place my bag on the table before I am pulled into his chest and he places tender kisses on my neck, I bite my lip to soften a moan.

"Darius," I whimper, my pussy is wet and ready for him, I am ready for him.

"Shh." did he shut me up? He did and even placed his finger on my lips. He unhands me, before taking a step back. "Take it off."

"What?"

"The dress, take it off." Breathe in, I push my straps off my shoulders and he watches as I pull the dress off my body, leaving behind my red lace thong. "Turn." I am a puppet and he is my master. "Come here." desire is all I can hear in his voice.

When I am in front of him, he places his hands on my waist and pulls me into him before joining our lips.

My arms wrap around his neck and his wrap around my waist pulling me closer, leaving nothing but skin and his clothes between us. His tongue in my mouth, dancing with mine but his leading our tango.

He pulls away, a smile on his face as he notices the dissatisfaction on my face. He slaps my ass and places his lips on mine again before pulling away.

"Princess, take your panty off." keeping my eyes on him, I slide my soaked thong off. "Give it to me." picking it up, I place my undies into his hands. He places it in his pocket before joining our lips.

He picks me up and is heading for the bedroom. He lets me go in front of the bed before he takes a seat on the bedroom bench.

"On my lap," he orders and I obey, naked and on his lap with my bare arse out. "Do you know why we are here?"

"No, Daddy." he lets out a groan

"You were being a naughty girl in the restaurant and naughty girls deserve punishment. How many spanks do you think you deserve?"

"Ten, Daddy."

"You are getting fifteen."

"But..."

"Princess, count with me."

"But... But..." his hand connects with my bare ass, the sound bounces all over the room while my whimper is heard by just us.

"But nothing, count."

"One."

"Good job." hearing him say that causes my pussy to throb. His hand connects with my ass again and a moan escapes my lips

"Two." his hand on my ass "Three." a groan as the spanks begin to sting "Four..." whimper "Ten..."

"You are doing such a good job taking your punishment, Princess." I want his dick in my mouth right now, there are tears in my eyes and desire in my body.