"There's my beautiful girl." Harry said, opening his arms as I ran into his embrace and buried my head in his shoulder.
I let out a giggle as he lifted me off the ground, spinning me.
"I missed you so much, you goddess!" He whispered, peppering my face with kisses.
I missed him too, so much. His scent invaded my nostrils and I felt at home once again.
His strong arms held me up against his chest until he sat me down gently and grabbed my bags for me.
"You look tired baby." He murmured, kissing my temple softly, "did you not sleep well last night?"
I couldn't help the eye roll, that followed his smug comment.
I was feeling confident today so I just shook my head. "Actually, I slept very well last night." I gave him a smile before climbing into the passenger seat.
"Is that so?" He questioned, starting the car.
I waited till we were on the crowded road, before continuing.
"Yes, it is...after I took a shower and relieved some stress ." I emphasized the two words, making sure he understood the underlying meaning.
"Excuse me?" Harry's grip on the wheel tightened.
I had resolved not to tell him but I had missed him and his body and his demanding attitude and nothing gets a response from him like him not getting his way.
"Would you like to elaborate."
"No, sir." I answered, putting my eyes on the road.
I gasped when I felt his hand grip my thigh.
"Wrong answer, Angel." He rubbed circles on the inside of my thighs. "Was it the shower that relieved this stress or was my little kitten acting up again?"
I bit down on my lip to keep myself from responding.
"Willow Grace!"
I took a deep breath and turned my head to face him.
"I might have acted up just a little bit, Daddy...but I did it just like you do and it felt so good but nothing like your big strong fingers pulling in and out of me, torturously slow or painfully fast..."
He released a small groan and I could see the growing bulge in his pants.
"We will be at the apartment in ten minutes, so if I were you, I would start thinking of ways to gain your daddy's forgiveness." Harry started to remove his hand but I grabbed it and brought it to my lips.
"Yes sir." I whispered against his soft skin. I placed a small peck against his palm, "I'll think of something." I kissed across the soft skin of his palm, until I reached his long index finger and brought it to my lips, slipping just the tip of it through them.
Harry's free hand gripped the steering wheel, till his knuckles were white.
I slid my lips up and down the length of his finger, as I would if I were on my knees, deep throating him. I grazed my teeth against one of his knuckles and gave it one last suck, before releasing his finger and placing it back on the wheel.
"I'm sure I'll think of something."
Pulling into his parking garage, he grabbed my suitcase and pulled me against him as we walked toward the door.
I gave a small wave to the doorman before stepping into the elevator with Harry, as his phone began to ring.
"Hello?" He answered,rubbing his hand up and down my back, "yes, this is he." Harry said into the phone as we step into the entry way of his beautiful apartment.
I reached for my bag and he reluctantly let me carry it upstairs as he walked into his office to continue his call.
Slipping off my shoes and my jeans, I sprinted back downstairs And peaked into the doorway of his office.
He was facing away from me, sitting in his leather chair.
"I have a meeting at 2 o'clock that day, would you be able to do earlier?"
There was a jumbled response, that I couldn't make out.
" 7 o'clock is fine with me." He said, curtly.
"You too, goodbye."
As he ended the call I began sauntering forward, around the desk to where he sat.
His gorgeous eyes traveled up my legs and he smirked.
My blood rushed when his fingers brushed against the bare skin of my legs and pulled me down to straddle his hips.
"Daddy?" I whispered, Into the crook of his neck.
" yes, sugar?" Harry answered.
I slowly rocked my hips against his slight bulge.
"I'm sorry." I whispered, kissing his collarbone lightly.
"Are you?" He asked, his grip on my hips tightening.
"Yes Daddy, I'm so sorry." I murmured, against his skin. Beginning to unbutton his business shirt, I began kissing down his chest.
"I don't think you're sorry yet, baby." He landed a light smack on my bare ass.
"I'll prove it to you daddy." I whispered, sliding into the floor and onto my knees.
"Will you?" He sat back into the chair, staring longingly down at me.
I nodded, pulling down his zipper and unbuttoning the black pants.
My mouth watered at the sight of him, his long hard dick standing stiff and dripping slightly.
"I see you missed me." I landed a light peck on the tip and began massaging the length of it with my hand. Pumping him in my palm, I attempted to relax my throat and prepare myself.
"Babygirl." He threw his head back into the chair and arched his back. "Stop! Being! A! Tease!"
Smirking, I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around him, swirling my tongue and pushing down further.
My eyes pricked with tears when Harry's tip hit the back of my throat but I blinked them away and began deep throating him. Harry's moans were my motivation and I wouldn't stop until he came down my throat.
My nose brushed against Harry's pelvic every time I dipped down and I gripped his thighs, clawing down his pant legs.
I didn't even realize I had felt Harry twitch in my mouth, until cum was sliding down my throat and Harry was panting above me, stroking my hair and letting out a string of profanity.
"I am sorry, daddy." I said, quietly, once I lifted myself off of him and glanced up at Harry.
Harry chuckled, "you're not...I can tell you liked it and you don't regret it."
I frowned at the carpet, biting my lip slightly.
"But I'm not going to spank you for having needs ...this weekend reminded me how long a few days can seem without you and I shouldn't have told you, you couldn't pleasure yourself ...All I'm going to do is remind you."
"Of?" I gave him a confused look, as he reached out and took my hand.
"Your fingers feel good but your daddy's going to remind you, what you really want between your gorgeous thighs."
