Sweet Possession (Carson-Fox Resorts #2)

Chapter 11

Fox

I t was a good job Nash phoned when he did. I was this close toflipping Cora onto her back and begging her to let me sink my cock inside her.

From the minute I laid my eyes on her, I promised myself I’d takethings at her pace. Let her lead. Only when she was ready to take things further would I allow myself to give in to the temptation.

Easier said than done now I knew how goddamn delicious she tasted.

One kiss was like a hit of heroin. I was instantly addicted. Thankfully,duty called before I could rush her into something she might not have been ready for.

A few months ago, Nash and I discovered staff at our resort inNew York City, The Liberty Casino, had been allowing their friends to stay at the hotel for free. When we added up all the free nights they’d given away, we found we were out of pocket by thousands of dollars .

The staff involved had been sacked, including the general managerwho admitted to knowing all about the little scam but had remained quiet because the staff were buying his silence.

It wasn’t about the money, not completely anyway. Nash and I pridedourselves on integrity, and it was a trait we wanted in all our staff. Anyone found to be lying or deceiving the Carson-Fox company would find themselves out on their ear, and getting sacked from a Carson-Fox resort did not look good on a resume.

When it came to recruiting a new general manager, we’d agreedthatone of us would be involved in deciding who the replacement would be, andthatincluded sitting in on the interviews.

Truth be told, with Cora taking up all my attention, I’dforgotten about it, until Nash’s call.

Interviews were taking place over the next three days, and Nash wasall set to go, but Savannah had started suffering severely from morning sickness, and understandably, Nash didn’t want to leave her.

I didn’t want to leave Cora, so it was a no-brainer to take her with me.Not only would I get to spend more time with her when I wasn’t stuck in the interviews, but it would get her out of the house too.

Since the day I’d brought her home, she hadn’t left the grounds of myhouse, terrified her father would find out she was still in the city. As much as she insisted she wasn’t bored of being cooped up inside, I figured a change of scenery would do her good.

For the entire ride to the airport, she could hardly sit still from theexcitement thrumming through her veins, and when she first caught a glimpse of the Carson-Fox private jet sitting on the tarmac waiting for us, she gawked at it as if she’d never seen a plane before.

It was a stark contrast from the terrified girl she’d been a few weeksago, and a rush of pride shot through me.

I was beginning to earn her trust.

There was no fearthatI’d been tricking her all this time, and I wastaking her to meet some sick and twisted fate. She looked to me to keep her safe and take care of her, and I was determined to spend the rest of my life making sure her trust wasn’t misplaced.

Ordinarily, whenever me or Nash flew anywhere, we’d have ourregular air hostess with us. But I’d purposefully asked Sherry not to arrange for her to travel with us. Call me selfish, but I wasn’t ready to share Cora with anyone yet.

With how excited she was for her first ever flight, I arranged for ourpilot, Richard, to show Cora the cockpit before we took off. She was enthralled, asking him question after question about how to fly the plane, listening intently to his answers before eagerly asking more.

Richard was patient. Our flight was supposed to take off twentyminutes ago, but I didn’t have the heart to stop her from learning. Her whole life, her cunt of a father had told her she was stupid, when she was anything but. There was no way I was going to stop her from absorbing every new bit of information she could soak up.

When she’d exhausted all her questions, I led her into the cabin toget comfortable while Richard prepared for takeoff. As soon as her ass hit the seat, she gaped out the window, her eyes wide and brimming with excitement.

I watched her watching the ground fall away as the plane took off, abright, happy smile firmly in place, and atthatmoment, I realized I couldn’t remember a time when I’d been happier.

NotthatI’d ever have admitted it to Nash otherwise I’d never haveheard the end of it from the smug bastard, but he was right. I’d met the girl who was destined to be mine.

Cora Clarke was mine .

Mine to protect.

Mine to possess.

Mine to love.

When the plane was up in the air, and Cora’s view was obscured bythe clouds and the fading sunlight, she finally tore her gaze away from the window and pulled out her notepad and pen before busying herself on a spelling test I’d set for her.

I tried to focus on my laptop in front of me, the screen showing aresume from an applicant who’d applied for the general manager position. It was one of nine resumes I needed to read and digest before the interviews started tomorrow. But I couldn’t concentrate. Quite frankly, I didn’t give a fuck if Mr.James Newton had ten years experience working at The Ritz in London, orthathe spoke three different languages.

I gave a fuck about the beautiful girl sitting opposite me, her browsfurrowed, and her legs tucked under her ass as she studied the words on the page in front of her.

To make it worse, she was wearing my clothes. Before we left, I’d toldher to wear something comfortable for the five-hour flight to New York. She’d come downstairs in my sweatpants and t-shirt, tied at the waist like before, and asked me if it was okay for her to wear them because she found them the most comfortable.

Of course I wasn’t going to say no, but seeing Cora in my clothes didsomething to me.

It drove me fucking wild.

Justlike it did the first time she called me Daddy.

Doing my best to focus on the screen, I scanned the skills section ofJames’ resume when from my periphery, I saw Cora put her pen down and push the paper to one side before looking out the window again.

“You stuck, baby girl?”I asked gently.

Over the last two weeks, I’d learned Cora didn’t like to ask for helpwhen she was stuck out of fear she was going to be berated. It was something I was determined to work on with her. I never wanted her to be scared to ask for help.

“No, I’ve finished,”she replied, meeting my eyes over the top of mylaptop.

“Already?Thatwas less than minutes.”They weren’t easy spellingseither. I’d expected her to take a lot longer than what she had to complete the test.

She shrugged, giving me a coy smile.“I think I’ve spelled them allcorrectly.”

I closed my laptop, the resume long forgotten as I pushed it awaybefore grabbing the piece of paper and scanning my eyes down the page.

Fuck me. She’d gotten all twenty spellings right.

A proud smile crept over my face as I looked across at her, findingher watching me with hopeful eyes.

“Come here, Cora.”I offered her my hand, and when her small palmlanded in mine, I pulled her into my arms, positioning her in my lap so her back was to my chest, and my legs were on either side of hers.“You got them all right.”

With one hand, I held the paper in front of her to see, my other handpressed against her stomach, holding her in place. When I’d pulled her into my lap, her t-shirt had ridden up slightly where it was knotted, and my fingers rested against a patch of her warm skin.

“I did?”she replied, disbelief in her voice.

“You did, baby girl,”I said, my breath whispering against the shell ofher ear as her sweet scent filtered up to my nose .

She was quiet for a moment as she scanned over the page, her bodyinflating with her own pride.“I did,”she repeated, only this time her tone held nothing but conviction.

“I’m so fucking proud of you, baby girl,”I said, my fingerabsentmindedly stroking the soft skin of her waist as I placed a chaste kiss on her cheek.

“Thank you.”She paused to suck in a breath before uttering a wordthatwent straight to my cock.“Daddy.”

Whenever a woman had called me Daddy in the past, it got me hard.But hearing it from Cora’s mouth made me downright feral.

I dropped the paper on the chair next to me as I slid my other handfurther under her shirt, my big palm now flat against her tummy.

“You know,”I whispered, slowly lowering my hand until the tips of myfingers disappeared under the band of her sweatpants.“Good girls deserve to be rewarded, and you’ve been such a good girl these past two weeks, Cora.”

Blood rushed to my cock as Cora sucked in her bottom lip. An imageof her mouth wrapped around my shaft flashed in my mind, but I pushed it away quickly. This wasn’t about me, this was about her being rewarded.

“What do you think your reward should be?”I said, moving my handdown a little bit more until my fingertips brushed the top of her cotton panties.

“I…I don’t know,”she stuttered, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson.

I lowered my lips to the crook of her neck before pressing them lightlyagainst her skin, my free hand coming to rest on her thigh.“Isn’t there something you want, baby girl?”

Her pulse started thumping in her delicate throat as her breathquickened, but I wasn’t going to lower my hand any further until Cora asked me to. She needed to learnthatif she wanted something, she had to ask for it .

“I…erm…I want you to touch me,”she said, her voice breaking asshe forced the words out.

I moved my mouth up, brushing my lips against her jawline, my cockgrowing impossibly hard.“I’m already touching you, Cora. Is there somewhere else you want me to touch?”

“Yes.”

“Where?”

She swallowed, her eyes closing, and when she spoke, her voice wasso quietthatI almost missed what she said.“Between my legs.”

My cock throbbed harder, pressing against her lower back.“You wantme to play with your pussy?”

Her breath hitched as her eyes flew open.“Yes,”she groaned in aneedy whisper.

I slid my hand a fraction lower, enoughjustfor my fingertips to dipunder the band of her panties.“You need to say the words, baby girl. I don’t ever want you to be embarrassed about what you want. If you want me to eat your pussy,thenask. If you want my cock inside you, you only have to ask. Never be embarrassed to tell me what you want.”

I could have sworn she’d stopped breathing, andthatany second shewas going to tell me she didn’t want me touching her anymore.

But she didn’t.

“I…want…you to play…with,”she paused, giving herself a second to summon up the courage.“…My pussy…Daddy.”

I placed another kiss on her shoulder as a shot of elation rushedthrough me. I’d waited so damn long for this moment.

“Good girl,”I cooed in her ear, causing her body to shudder againstmine, and a small smile to creep across her lips.

Cora enjoyed being praised, which was understandable given hershitty childhood. Whenever we had a reading or writing lesson, I’d praise her as a way of encouraging her, but I fully intended to use praise as a way to build her confidence when it came to sex.

I dipped my hand further under the waistband of her panties, my tipsbrushing against the swell of her bare pussy. Cora sucked in a breath, and her body stilled. I wasn’t sure if it was out of excitement or if she’d suddenly changed her mind. Either way, I paused my movements.

“Cora, you need to rememberthatyou’re in charge here. If this ismoving too fast, all you have to do is say. I won’t be mad or disappointed,”I said, reassuring herthatshe wouldn’t be letting me down if she wanted to take things at a slower pace.“If there ever comes a time when we’re doing something, and you don’t enjoy it, or you want me to stop, I need to trustthatyou will tell me. Can you promise methat, baby girl? Promise if you’re not ready for this, you’ll tell me?”

There wasn’t the slightest hint of hesitation in her voice when shereplied, reassuring methatshe wanted this as much as I did.“I promise.”

Relief flooded me. I would have respected her wishes if she’d told meshe wasn’t ready, but was I glad she hadn’t?

Damn fucking straight.

A small gasp left her when I ran a finger down her slit, grinningagainst her shoulder when I found how wet she was.

“Wet for me already, baby girl?”It took everything in me to not pull myfinger out of her panties and suck it in my mouth to find out how delicious her cunt tasted.

“Yes, Daddy,”she whimpered as I moved my finger over her little clitand began to rub.

Her head fell back against my shoulder, her eyes squeezed closed asshe bit into her bottom lip. With the hand not playing with her pussy, I trailed it under her shirt until I reached her bra, and slid my hand into the cup .

My entire hand covered her whole tit, and I massaged it beforerubbing my thumb over her erect nipple.

Little whimpers escaped Cora’s mouth as I continued to rub circlesagainst her clit, her hips beginning to roll with every stroke of my finger making her ass press against my rock-hard cock.

“Tell me, baby girl. Have you played with your pretty pussy whilethinking about me?”

A blush crept onto her cheeks, telling me the answer to my questionwithout her uttering a single word.Fuck, if I’d known she was in the room opposite mine playing with herself, I would have taken a leaf out of Nash’s book and installed some cameras in her room so I could watch.

“Answer me, Cora. There’s nothing to be ashamed about,”I said,pausing my movements when she didn’t answer me straight away.

She sucked in a deep breath.“Yes, Daddy.”

Fuuuuuck me.

“What did you imagine me doing to you?”I growled in her ear, flickingmy finger again to reward her for her honesty.

My aching cock throbbed, desperate for attention.I usually enjoyeddrawing out my own pleasure, but rightthen, I wanted nothing more than to pull my cock out and find my release. Preferably down Cora’s throat, or inside her tight pussy.

“I…you…kissed my jaw,”she said, her tone needy and thick with lust.

“Like this?”I placed little kisses along her jawline as I increased thespeed of my finger against her clit.

“Yes.”

“And then what?”

“You kissed me all over,”she groaned through the pleasurethreatening to consume her. I couldn’t fucking wait to strip her naked and kiss every inch of her. The thought almost had me coming in my pants in an instant, especially when Cora spoke again.“You kissed me all the way down my body until your mouth was between my legs, and you kissed me…there.”

“Where? Say the word, Cora.”

“My pussy,”she replied, more confidently this time.

Her eyes clamped closed again as I imagined what it wouldbe like to have my mouth on her cunt, licking and tasting her until she came on my tongue.

I rubbed her clit faster, her breath coming in short gasps as I pinchedher nipple between my thumb and finger, giving it a gentle tug before massaging her breast again. A rosy pink flush crept over her neck, her fingers digging into my thigh as she groaned louder.

She was close to the edge.

“Next time I make you come, baby girl, it will be with my tonguelicking your clit, and my fingers inside of you,”I promised, wishing we were already in New York so I could spend the rest of the night teasing orgasms from her.

“Please, Daddy,”she whispered, desperation lacing her voice.

I knew what she wanted, and there would come a time when I’d makeher beg for it, beg me to give her the release she so badly needed. But I had to remind myselfthatthis was all new to Cora, no one had ever touched her like this before, and I needed to ease her in gently.

Giving her nipple another tug at the same time I flicked her clit, Inibbled a path along her exposed neck until my lips were against her ear.“Come for me, baby girl. Let me hear what you sound like when youcome for your Daddy.”

“Oh!”Cora cried, her legs turning rigid as her climax hit.

I nuzzled my face into the crook of her neck, an accomplished smiletaking over my face as her body began to shudder in the wake of her orgasm .

Until this day, I thought I had everything I could have ever wanted.But it all paled into insignificance now I knew exactly what it was like to experience Cora coming for me.