Rose Water//DiCaprio

15

Listen to that song up there^^^^ while you read this ;)

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Samantha woke up feeling better than she ever had in her entire life...that was until she tried standing up.

"Fuck!" She cursed out, falling back down onto the bed. She realized she wasn't clothed and quickly wrapped herself in the sheets she sat in.

"Yeah, I wouldn't try standing if I were you." Leo chuckled, walking into the room with a tray in his hand.

Samantha's face turned redder than ever. "Is that because of um—"

"Yeah, I only went rough because you wanted me to, I could've just given you a light limp."

Samantha cleared her throat and looked at the tray that Leo was holding. "Pancakes!" She squealed, sounding like a little girl. She grabbed for the plate and fork, and began stuffing her face.

She felt the bed dip next to her as Leo sat down. "I didn't...I didn't...hurt you, right?"

"No! No, it was great. I loved it." Samantha said truthfully, continuing to eat.

"I think we should talk...about..us?"

Samantha immediately stopped chewing. She quickly washed her bite down with a sip of milk and turned to Leo. "What about us?"

"Uh, So like do you just want to be fuckbuddies or...friends...or more..."

"It's up to you."

"Do you like me?" Leo asked, picking at his nails.

"Of course I like you, I don't just have sex with random people in the street that I don't like."

"No, I'm not asking if you like my sex, I'm asking if you like me."

"I—?..."

"All these girls, they just want me for a good fuck, you know? And so I fuck 'em, and I think, okay maybe this will last. And then I never hear from them or again, or the next morning they're on the cover of a magazine with Justin Bieber or some shit, and they forget about me..." Leo's voice cracked and trailed off.

"Hey," Samantha said softly, placing her hand on top of his. "I don't just like sex, okay? I mean, yeah, sex is vital for me, but you as a whole is more important than sex. You're an amazing guy. You care so much about the environment, and you make sure you make a difference. You're an amazing actor, and you're just such a great guy overall. I don't like you just for sex, Leo, I like you because you're such a lovely person, you always have been."

Leo looked up at Sam, a light blush on his cheeks. "That's a first." He chuckled.

"What do you mean?"

"It's usually just, oh Leo you're hot, or oh Leo, you have a nice cock." He said in a high pitched voice, causing Samantha to giggle.

"Both of those are true, but personality always outshines appearance."

The two went silent for a moment, until Leo ran his hands through his hair and sighed. "Okay, this got way too deep...let's go somewhere, do something, hm?"

Samantha bit her lip as she fell deep into thought. He never said what he wanted them to be...so what were they? She decided to classify him as a good friend, for now. "Let's play a game."

"Oh, sure, I have a lot, I have Scrabble, Clue, Life—"

"No, no, not one of those games, I have something else in mind." Samantha said.

"Okay..." Leo mumbled, beginning to feel suspect.

"You can't touch me for the next 24 hours."

"Um, no! What the fuck kinda game is this?"

Samantha's head tipped back in laughter. "It's my game. You can't touch me until exactly 11:34 AM tomorrow morning, got it?"

"Fine...but it seems like I'm getting the short stick in this game, what do you have to do?"

"I get to watch you squirm."

"I'll be fine, it's not like I'm addicted to you or anything..." Leo huffed, crossing his arms and sitting in a chair across the room.

"You said yourself that you were obsessed...and oh, by the way, if you fail...and if you do touch me, you'll regret it."

"Oh sweetie, I won't regret anything, daddy never gets punished." He laughed. Samantha only rolled her eyes, she knew he was right, but she couldn't let him know that she knew that. She had an evil plan for the next 24 hours, one that would drive him absolutely insane.

"I have something to add to this game. You can't touch me for the next 24 hours as well, and neither of us can leave the house." Leo chimed in, clearly feeling proud of himself as he smirked.

Samantha grinned widely. 'Perfect,' she thought to herself, this was exactly what she had wanted. "Sounds good to me."

"Perfect then, the clock starts now."

"Okay...So how was acting in the Wolf of Wall Street?"

"It was good, Margot and I had a lot of chemistry on set...why?"

"You know that scene when they're in the nursery—"

"—Don't you fucking, dare, Samantha." Leo cut her off, his eyebrows furrowing together.

"Do you have any T-shirt's I can wear?" Samantha asked, an idea forming in her mind. Leo nodded and pointed to the top drawer of his dresser. Samantha dropped the sheet she held over her body, revealing her milky white skin to the cold air. She went to jump up, but then remembered she could barely fucking walk. Leo watched her carefully, wondering what she was going to do.

"Can you carry me, daddy?" Samantha asked, twirling a piece of her hair around her finger.

"No." Leo said simply, seeing exactly how the girl was trying to tempt him.

Samantha groaned and stood up, barely able to hold her weight. So instead of walking, she crawled. She heard Leo take in a sharp breath as she crawled away from him, her butt high in the air. After crawling over the dresser, she quickly pulled out a white T-shirt. She went over to Leo, trying to walk as steady as she could, and sat down right in front of him. She folded the T-shirt into a square and dropped it on his lap, careful that her hands didn't touch him.

"Fuck, stop...please." Leo pleaded, feeling unable to control himself, but not wanting to lose. Samantha only smirked, she wasn't even close to done.

Spreading her legs, she relaxed herself and fell back into the soft carpet. She heard Leo moan lightly as she did so, and she felt accomplished knowing that she was making him feel some type of way. "This carpet is very nice." She said, using her hands to play with the threads of fabric.

"Yeah?" Leo practically moaned, biting his lip and gripping the arm of the chair he sat in.

Sam spread her legs as far apart as she possibly could as she drowned in the softness of the cream colored plush carpet. She heard Leo swallow loudly, and when she raised her head to look up, his large hands were covering his crotch.

Samantha couldn't help but to smile to herself, she had to be the luckiest girl in the world at the moment.

"Hmm...don't you find it funny, Daddy, how you already want to touch me so badly, and it's only been 7 minutes?"

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This book only gets more sexual from here so if you don't like sex or a hell of a lot of daddy kink, don't to continue to read this...I mean it does LITERALLY say mature and daddy kink in the description soooo....