Why Him? (A Ransom Drysdale Fanfic)

PART SIX

Claudia's POV

My eyes open and i groan at the loud sound of my alarm, reaching my hand out to turn it off. "Good morning doll" he's still here. "Good morning" i smile to myself, rubbing my eyes. "So daddy huh? didn't take you as a girl with a daddy kink" oh shit. I avoid making eye contact with him as i get off the bed and walk round the room, butt naked. I stand near his side of the bed and he pulls me down, making me squeal. "It just came out" i try to lie to avoid more embarrassment "Now now doll, no need to lie" he smirks, the amusement he has of knowing something about me. "I have to pack and you're distracting me" i state, trying to worm my way out of his grasp but failing. "You know, that's no way to talk to daddy" my heart skips a beat. He likes it. My mind starts racing back to the steamy events of last night. Still sore from how rough he is. I stand up and walk slow to the bathroom. I look into the bathroom mirror and immediately notice the hickey on my neck. He didn't hold back. I turn the shower on and get in when it's the perfect temperature. I can't believe what happened last night. I can't believe i slept with him.

Ransom's POV

I can't believe it. Everything is going so well with her. It's like it just comes so easy to both of us and i feel so comfortable around her. If things stay this good between us then i fear it will head towards me introducing my family to her and to be quite frank, i don't think either of us are ready for that. I don't want to scare her away. It's not my parents or grandad it's Meg, Joni and Walt. They hate me, always have done and always will. My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the shower turning on, my head filled with so many ideas. Time for a little fun. I stand up, still naked from last night's antics. I walk into the bathroom to see her washing her hair. Not for long.

I step in, making her jump when she opens her eyes. "So beautiful doll" she bites her lips as she continues with what she's doing. I trail my fingers all over her body, she's trying to hold back a smile "Stop" she giggles, pushing me away slightly. I reach my hand down, brushing my fingers across her exposed sex, she flinches the sudden touch "Ransom" she moans out. "You like it when daddy touches you like that doll?" i mumble into her ear, she rests her head forward on my shoulders as i continue to rub figure eights on her clit "Ugh fuck" she throws her head back, letting the water fall on her face and neck. "I need to pac- SHIT" i insert two fingers inside of her without warning. "That's it, cum on daddy's fingers" i grip her face with force, making her look at me as i pleasure her.

I pull my fingers out, seeing the mess she made on them and i bring them up to my mouth, licking them clean. She whimpers at the sight before turning the shower off and shoving past me to get out. Wrapping the towel around her body and walking into the other room. I follow her, still naked. She starts getting ready. She knows exactly what she's doing to me. She slips on sweatpants and a baggy top. Towel drying her hair too. "Sit down" she demands, looking back at me.

I take a seat on the edge of the bed and she makes her way in between my legs, lowering herself down to her knees. She starts jerking my dick as she locks her eyes onto mine. She drives me crazy. I watch as she starts licking the tip, ridding me of the pre cum. One hand jerking me as she starts to take me into her mouth and the other playing with my balls. I throw my head back, the pleasure is insane. "Look at me daddy" this woman. She takes me to the back of her throat, bottoming me out and gagging a little. "You take me so well" she looks up again, making sure to give me direct eye contact as she takes all of me. "Fuck doll, don't stop" i groan, gripping her hair in my hands. "Look at me when you cum daddy" she mumbles, her mouth still full. "I'm cumming" and just like that, i reach my peak. Filling her mouth up. I look at her in pure amazement as she swallows all of me.

She stands up and continues to pack, acting like that was nothing. Now is probably time to get dressed myself. "So will i be seeing you again when we get back to Boston?" i ask, nervously. My insecurities creeping out. "What makes you think that you won't?" she glances at me "I just wasn't sure if we were on the same page" i explain "And what page is that?" her face now just inches from mine as i'm on the bed. "The dating kind" i state. She kisses me "I guess we are".