Page 45 of The Right Woman

Essa

No worries! Tell me about it later!

“Who was that?” Adon cranes his neck to see what I’m doing under the table.

“So now you need to know who I’m messaging? It’s none of your business,daddy.”

He tosses his napkin down and stands as the server hurries over as if he’d just called him. Adon taps two fingers on the table, impatiently waiting.

“Miss?”

“Oh, I’ll have the steak and lobster with an apple martini, thank you.”

Adon’s grimace grows tighter, but the waiter only nods once, then scurries off.

“Up. Let’s go.”

“What? No. I’m on a date.”

“Yeah, you are. Get your ass out of that chair now before I create a scene you won’t like.”

Some patrons turn their heads toward us, and I slowly get to my feet and brush off my dress like nothing is happening. With gingerly steps across the plush gold carpet, I walk toward the back hall where the restroom sign is located, but Adon hurries to my side and grips my arm to lead me firmly toward the women’s room.

He tosses open the door and scans the area, seeing it’s empty, then he shuts and locks it behind us. “Over this counter, now.”

“What do you mean?” I tilt my head, eyes widening as I take in his expression.

Like a bull, his nostrils flare as he turns toward me with his hands on his hips. “Little girl, come and bend over this fucking counter before I make you. You’ve earned a spanking. Daddy’s going to punish youso hard.”

With a glance at his trousers, I can tell he’sso hard, and I smirk, then saunter toward the sink, but he grabs my arms and shoves me into it before I can position myself. His broad palm flattens against my back at the same time as his other hand lifts my dress. “Thank me for every swat I’m about to give you.”

Just as I think of something nasty to say, the words are changed into a scream as he spanks me harshly on one ass cheek. “Adon!”

Another one lands in the same spot. “That’s not my name. You know that.”

His hand works up to my neck to hold me down as he delivers another two slaps. “Oh, fuck, daddy. That hurts.”

“I know it hurts, baby, but this is your punishment. Thank daddy for it.”

Through a tiny whimper, I do. “T-thank you, daddy.”

Without another moment’s hesitation, he rips my panties straight off, unzips, and shoves his full cock inside me. The cold glass of the mirror gives nothing back as my hand tries to claw at it from the force of the intrusion. Adon shifts his grip from the back of my neck to the front as he pulls me up to look at our reflection.

“Look at you, taking daddy’s big cock like a dirty whore in the bathroom.” He shoves inside me until the breath is knocked from my lungs. The thickness stretches me wide as I try to spread my legs to accommodate his size. Realizing it, he grabs one of my thighs and lifts my bent knee up onto the counter. “Now I can get in there deep. You see me, Rosy? You see us in the mirror? Look at us and how we fit together.”

My eyes roll into the back of my head when he hits a spot that makes me quiver all over. The hand encircling my neck squeezes until I pop my lids open and only see him. Adon’s face is full of intensity, half angry and half something else.

He turns my face to see where we’re joined, his balls slapping against my bare pussy, hitting my clit rhythmically, torturously. I can’t even pretend to be quiet anymore. The wails seeping from my throat are erotic, while the sounds our bodies make as they join are pornographic.

The hand he uses to grip my waist swivels around to my belly and presses in, the tip of his cock protruding through my lower abdomen.

“I’m not going to hold back anymore. No condoms. I fuckinghopeyou get knocked up. Then you’llknowyou’re mine. Can’t escape me if you carry our child, can you?”

My protest is cut off with his tongue inside my mouth, and I melt as he works himself harshly inside me. “Say that’s what you want… Tell me.”

I can’t even think. The pleasures rippling through my nerves are saturated with bliss.

“Say it,” he whispers against my lips. “Tell me you want my baby, and I’ll let you come.”

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