Page 193 of Daddy, Take Me Away
She seemed sad by the prospect of change… Interesting. Old soul perhaps, or maybe something in her own past had turned for the worst.
“Tell me more about your home. I had pegged you for an American, but surprise, you’re Canadian. What was it like growing up in B.C.?”
She dipped her eyes down to her plate and took a bite. Luna was stalling and I wished to be a fly on the wall inside that brain of hers. She took a drag of her beer and put her fork down.
“It’s a lot like here, weather-wise. In fact, did you know that Scotland gets one less day of rain per year than my province?” She took another sip of beer like somehow it would bolster her courage to say what she wanted to say. “I’ve always wanted to travel and decided to start my adventure here. I, uh, needed to get away and see some different scenery.”
I had questions, but didn’t interrupt her.
“I was attending university, but decided to drop out. I feel I’ve learned way more from being in the real world than I ever could from a formal education. Besides,” she added, “I was bored and needed something new; Scotland seemed like a great place to start.”
A mystery. This woman became more intriguing with every minute I spent in her presence. But I couldn’t ignore the warning bell either. She got bored easily and I was sure she would move on from my company the moment I no longer stimulated her. I didn’t like that disquieting revelation, quickly turning off the potential for this encounter to be negative and focused on the present. I’d told her I’d show her my home, and that was exactly what I planned to do.
“I’m sure you’re right. Cheers to your first day!”
“Cheers!”
She clinked my mug, all appearances of sadness gone for the moment. Something was wrong with her situation and my spidey senses were telling me she may be in trouble. But grilling her in my typical lawyer style would only make her clam up. Whatever secrets she was harboring, I would learn as I got to know her better the old-fashioned way, with patience and time.
After a late lunch, we walked the bustling streets of the West End and I finally got my way when we came along the shopping district filled with unique shops featuring charming vintage treasures, and chic contemporary pieces, both of which had delighted Luna. I purchased everything she tried on, and a few extra items I wanted her to have. When our arms were too full to carry any more, I called Graeme. He took our packages back to her hotel as we continued our walk through Kelvingrove Park, arriving at the other end in time for the sunset.
We held hands as we watched the sun make its descent behind the horizon. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d intentionally watched a sunset and found myself watching Luna in my peripheral vision. Her face bathed in the setting light gave her an otherworldly glow. She had no idea how ethereal she appeared in that moment. Nor was she aware of her beauty and unique charm it seemed, but I vowed to make sure she knew before our time was through just how special she was.
“What now, lass?”
Her owlish eyes blinked several times before they refocused on me. She tended to, for lack of a better word, zone out frequently. I wondered again if she was wrestling with issues I could help her with, or if this was part of her modus operandi.
“I’m ready to let go of controlling my first day, Artair.”
Music to my ears. “Meaning what, exactly?”
“I would like it very much if you would lead me for the rest of my first day.”
I couldn’t hide a sly grin. “So does that mean anything goes, lass?”
She grinned in return. “It does… Daddy.”
I was sure her pupils were not the only ones dilated at her use of the word ‘Daddy’ as my title. I pulled her against my chest, gripping both her ass cheeks in my hands. “It’s about damn time!”
She giggled, her body vibrating against mine.
“Good, then a spanking and a fucking it is!”
She pulled back, gazing up into my eyes. “Why a spanking?”
“Because, lass, I’m in lust with your sexy bottom, and I love seeing my marks displayed on it.”
Her breath hitched. “I like that too,” she said, speaking so softly I almost missed it.
I scooped her up in my arms and carried her out of the park. She nestled contentedly against my chest until Graeme pulled up in the car. I slid onto the seat, keeping her on my lap as the car pulled out into the early evening traffic.
“Graeme, take us to the castle.”
He viewed me in the rearview, questioning my choice. He knew better than anyone that no one was ever allowed into my inner sanctum, especially not a woman I’d only met yesterday. But something in my gut told me that this was right and there was no reason to worry.
I nodded my head, answering his unspoken question. “Please phone ahead and ensure a dinner is laid out in the private dining room.”
I settled back, turned Luna so she was straddling my legs, and scooched her forward until she pressed against my cock. Gently gripping her nape, I pressed her toward me until her lips melted against mine. She tasted like apples and cherries. Our tongues tangled as we both fought for a deeper connection. I ran a hand around her back and squeezed her ass, capturing the gasp she released in my mouth.
