Always My Babygirl A Billionaire Romance - Jane Henry Page 0,41
wand hovering in the air. She stands back, crossing her hands over her chest. She squints her eyes, leans in, and bites her lips. She stands back again, hands moving to her hips. She gives a nod. “She’s finished.”
The team breaks into a little cheer-slash-golf clap. Strange, but endearing. They gather in, oohing and ahhing over me.
A deep voice booms through the room. “Step aside. I have… the dress.”
They move to the sides, parting like the Red Sea. Dimitri emerges from behind them. His eyes sparkle, his mouth turned up in a promising grin. Over his arm he holds a red silk dress. “Observe, my darling Miranda. The dress.”
I stand from the couch, my legs tingling from lack of use. Reaching out I stroke the silk, finding my freshly lacquered fire engine red nails are a perfect match. “It’s beautiful.”
Barbie’s disappeared but now she’s back, holding a nude bra and panty set. “Here. These first.”
The heat of a wildfire rises in my face. “Um… just the bra, thanks.” She gives a professional nod.
The robe goes off. I should feel humiliated, or at the very least, shy, standing naked before these strangers, but somehow they put me at ease, and I feel nothing but excitement for the evening to come. The bra goes on. Dimitri holds the dress out. “Arms up.”
I raise my arms. He arranges the dress just so, and it glides down my body, covering me like water. The silk is cool against my skin, and it just feels… expensive. Like it was made for a princess, or a celebrity.
But it’s mine.
And I know daddy was the one who bought it for me, making it feel even softer and luxurious against my skin.
Dimitri gives me a kiss on my cheek. “Have fun tonight, gorgeous.”
And as quickly as they arrived, they pack up and disappear. The door closes behind them. I’m standing alone in the center of the room, a completely different Miranda.
How will I ever go back to real life after this?
I head towards my room to face my full length mirror. Bing-bong. My phone. I freeze in my tracks. It’s the text.
Butterflies take flight in my stomach and I run to the kitchen counter. Beside my phone is a shoebox, red glittering heels ready for tonight. I pick up the phone and read the text.
Unlock your door. Lay over the arm of the sofa. Dress up around your waist. Be careful and don’t wrinkle it. I’m afraid if you ruin your pretty dress I’ll have to spank you. Spread your legs and wait for me.
“Holy shit.” I hold the phone in shaking hands. Read the words one more time. What does daddy have in store for me? “Am I ready for this?”
To give myself to him like this... after only knowing him a few days? I think of the things he’s done to my body, the pleasure he’s given me, the orgasms that shocked me down to my core.
Hell yeah. I’m ready for this.
I put the phone on the counter. Tiptoe across the floor to my sofa. The arm is high and rounded. I lay myself over it, my ass perched in the air. A perfect fit. I reach back and with great caution, I lift the dress, folding it over my upper back. I’m afraid if you ruin your pretty dress I’ll have to spank you. He’s not even here and the first signs of arousal pool between my thighs.
The cool air rushes up and over my bare thighs. I spread my legs, like a good girl, following his directions perfectly. The air rushes over my hot sex, making my pussy pulse. I spread my arms over the sofa.
And wait.
Anyone could walk in here right now and see me like this.
The door opens. It’s him. His gaze falls on me and he inhales a sharp intake of breath. “God damn, babygirl. I won the lottery with you.”
“I think it’s the other way around.”
He crosses the room, a hungry look in his eyes, a prowl in his step. He smooths his hand over my ass. Goosebumps rise on my flesh. “Good girl. It looks like you didn’t muss your dress. And you were waiting for me, just like daddy told you to. I still want to spank that gorgeous ass, though.”
His hand comes down in a stinging smack.
A moan rises in the back of my throat. “But I did all the things you said.”
“Yes, you did. But daddy gets what daddy wants. And right now, he wants to