Chapter 6

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Michael's POV

The date was nothing short of perfect. Luke had organised a special 3 course meal consisting of all my favourite foods and even had the chef bring out champagne with the desert. As the night was drawing to a clothes and Luke's cute comments and behaviour were making my heart melt, I decided it was time to put this outfit to good use. I casually reached for my glass, 'accidentally' knocking my spoon off the table in the process. "Oops" I muttered, attempting to look bashful before turning around, standing up and slowly bending over to pick it up. I smirked as I heard Luke grown softly and stood back up, going to sit down, only to once again 'accidentally' land in Luke's lap rather than on my own part of the seat. I giggled quietly as he muttered swear words under his breath, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"I know what you're trying to do, Princess" He muttered quietly, attempting to remain calm.
"I'm not 'trying' to do anything, daddy." I smirked, biting softly at his ear. Before I knew it, he had stood up, taking me with him and started pulling me towards the door, his face flushed. I slowed down, holding him back a little, fully intending on getting the most out of this. "Don't you dare. Don't you dare call me daddy and then try to slow me down, don't do this babe" He whined, making me giggle.

Despite his obvious aroused and rushed state, he still opened the door for me once we reached the car. I thanked him quietly, already planning my next move. Once Luke had taken his seat and put the keys in the ignition, I quickly climbed into his lap, straddling him. He groaned once again, his hands automatically moving to rest on my hips.
"Are you trying to kill me, baby girl?" He muttered, placing a line of open mouthed kisses along my collarbone. I laughed, pulling away only to place my lips on his in a rather heated kiss. I slowly rolled my hips down on his, causing him gasp, throwing his head back and allowing his hands to make their way under my dress. He whimpered as he felt my lacy thong and I smiled innocently, making my way back to my side of the car as he stared at me in shock.
"You gonna take me home, daddy?" I asked, biting my lip.
He didn't respond, simply starting the car and driving (speeding) back to his place.

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I'm so sorry for not updating and I'm sorry this is short but I'm really sick and have been for the last two weeks but I just decided to give you guys something today. Do you want smut next chapter?

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 12, 2016 ⏰

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