SCOTT'S POV

Finally, I was done with work. I can now attend the party-my birthday party. I arrived in Houston yesterday for work. My company is based mainly in London, there's an extension in Houston. Though I travel often to balance work in both locations, I haven't been here in a very long time. My friends and employees hosted a birthday party, well, also a welcome back party; not that I care for these things.

"Mr. Blackwell, the Evanston's are requesting an urgent meeting with you-"

"Not today." I headed out. My assistant knows exactly what to do, I don't have to spell out the words.

I headed straight to my penthouse, showered and got dressed. There will be important people in attendance, business partners, family and few friends. Speaking of friends, Jack Garcia, my buddy, I haven't seen him in a long time and his daughter Eliza...Last time I saw her, she was all grown up, pretty little girl-naughty.

I got into my SUV and was off to the location. My phone rang, it was Jack. Speak of the devil and he calls. "What's up, man?" I got here directly from a meeting, man, I've been at your party for like ten minutes, still no glimpse of you. Don't tell me you're not here yet."

"Sorry bud, I'm on my way."

"Let me guess, you were too busy with a female you forgot your own party?"

"Really Jack? I'll be there in five minutes." I smiled at his guess. I must admit, I miss those days when pleasure came first, lived wild and carefree but now, work first. I still don't care for love but I care about everything that earns me money. Doesn't mean I no longer fuck, I could never stop fucking.

Wealth comes with benefits, lots and lots of benefits, willing pussies, more than I could ever fuck. But I do have standards, not all willing pussies are fucked. After all this stress, a willing woman in my bed will be nice.

I got to the venue and headed inside, scanning the room with my eyes, I sort out my friend.

"Scott!"

"Jack!" We hugged, tapping each other on the back like bros do.

"It's so good to see you again, Scott. It's been ages."

"Yeah it is. How are you, your sister...your little girl."

Jack laughed hard. "we're all fine, man. Don't let that young lady hear you call her that. She snaps at me whenever I call her little. Truth is, she's not little anymore, my little girl how's grown into a young lady."

"Fierce like her father, I see. So, where is she?"

"I got a message from my sister that Eliana would not be able to attend."

"Why? School work?"

"No, stomach issues. Sandra would leave in an hour to ensure Eli is alright."

"Say hello to her for me. I'll be visiting this weekend though."

"Sure. I'll be expecting you."

I turned to get a glass from a server and I caught a glimpse of a woman, why was she wearing a mask? "Damn! Who's that hot chick, Jack?"

"I don't know, she's wearing a mask as you can see."

"I see, and I see more than a mask." She's so hot, perfect looking boobs exposed by the dress that pushed them up, lovely hips, thick thighs, I could already picture myself between those thighs. Maybe it's because I haven't had sex all week, my legs moved on their own.

"Where the hell are you going, man whore?" I can't deny how funny that sounded.

"To get myself something really nice." When I turned, I saw my silly nephew- cousin's son, talking to her. Honestly, he was way too good at the playboy thing, but I wasn't about to let him have this one, she's mine for the night.

"I believe the lady is not interested in whatever you" Not giving him a second glance, I led the lady away from him. Her scent... so divine. She seemed a bit reserved. I like that, such women are usually wild and uninhibited in bed. I love a crazy bitch in bed.

"Have we met before?"

"Yes."

"Where?" I asked curiously. Was she one of the women I had a thing with in the past?

"At an auction. My family is not in attendance tonight, I'm here on their behalf."

I somehow managed to get her to join me in the VIP room. She refused to tell me her name or take off her mask.

The idea of fucking a woman on a mask was exciting. "How old are you?" There was a brief pause before she responded.

"I'm twenty two." Twenty two? I'm like twenty years her senior...Why do I care? She wants this too right?

"Undress." I ordered her. The minute her boobs were exposed, I moved over to feel them in my hands. They were so soft, perfect for grabbing. She wore no panties underneath her dress. My cock hardened even more. I kissed her hard, wet and hot. Slipping my fingers into her cunt, I murmured, "you're so wet baby, so tight."

I lifted her onto the bed, took off my clothes and joined her, letting her feel some of my body weight. "I'm going to fuck you so good."

"Yes! I want that please..."

"Say yes daddy." I ordered her. A second ago, I was considering ending this but now, I think a little adventure with a young woman would be exciting after all. 'Daddy...'

"Yes, Daddy! I want you to fuck me real good." The way she called me daddy and how she stated what she wanted, made my dick throb. She moved her hips, making my dick and her pussy touch. Maybe it's because I haven't fucked in a while but that felt so good, I shivered with pleasure.

I slid a finger into her, then another, pumping in a fast pace as I circled her clit with my thumb and suckled her nipple and groped the other boob as she moaned crazily. I can't wait, she's wet as hell, she's ready.

I quickly positioned myself between her legs and thrust into her in one hard thrust. She let out a scream, not one of pleasure but one of pain. That scream... Could it be that she was a virgin? No way, in this day and age, virgin at twenty two? Certainly not.

Maybe I was too rough. She felt so tight, she probably hadn't had sex in a long time.

"Did I hurt you?"

"No, no, daddy." she said as she caressed my body with her fingers.

"Fuck me, please Daddy, please." she whispered as she moved her hips, taking my dick deeper into her cunt. She didn't have to ask because I have every intention of fucking this sweet little pussy.

"You're so fucking tight. I'm gonna fuck this perfect little pussy all night." I trailed kisses from her neck down to her chest, those perfect plum boobs, kissing, suckling and squeezing while she moaned. I pulled away from her but are bodies were still connected while I fucked her, kneeling upright. Pounding faster and harder. I massaged her clit with my thumb and pussy gripped my dick real hard. It took a lot of control to stop myself from coming in that tight pussy.

Her moans grew louder and louder as my thrusts got harder and faster. I could feel her body tremble, her breathing pattern changed, I knew she was close.

"That's right, baby, come for daddy."

On demand, her body shook with an intensity as she came hard, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. She let out a loud scream while lifting hips as she convulsed, causing intense pleasure to explode through me. She went limb-weak and exhausted from the intensity of her come while I kept pounding. I did not stop pounding even for a second. I held her hips in place and pounded away, who knew a young pussy felt this good?

The rush of pleasure through my veins alerted me. I was close. I began fucking without precision, each thrust more powerful than the last as I raced to reach climax. I massaged her already sensitive clit.

"Come once more for daddy." In an instant she convulsed, shaking with the intensity of her come. I joined her. Moaning and grunting my release.

Once I regained control over my body, I pulled her mask off. I wanted to see the face of the woman I had had a wonderful fuck with.

Her reaction was strange but damn she was beautiful, a little young for a twenty two year old. Those lips, those eyes-they seem familiar. I might have forgotten the time we met but those eyes, I remember.

"What do you say about being exclusively mine till I leave for London?" She raised her brow as if she was unable to comprehend what I had said. "You'll be highly compensated. I get to fuck that pussy- only me, until I leave." She still said nothing. "Name your price."

"I'll think about it." She sounded unsure. She might not accept-her loss-mine too. "I have to leave now."

Seriously? Did my request scare her? I don't see anything scary in fucking for a week and getting paid.

"I'll have someone drop you off."

"No! no need. I-I came with a car so..." She replied while putting her dress back on. I smiled when she winced as she sat down to put on her shoes. I got that pussy soar and properly fucked.

"Alright. Here's my card. Be in my office tomorrow at 12."

"Of course." In an instant, she was out of the room, hurrying like there was someone after her life.

I got dressed, brushed my fingers through my hair to put it in order and headed to the bed to get the girl's mask. It smelled good, just like her. I noticed a stain on the bed... blood, was I too rough after all? Why didn't she ask me to stop?

ELIANA'S POV

I paced back and forth in my room the next morning, contemplating if I should go ahead with this. I mean, he didn't recognize me and I don't have to worry about being rejected. I made up my mind. I had to accept his proposal.

"Eliana, darling, I brought you some ginger tea for your stomach." My aunt announced as she walked in. "The maid, Solidad told me you didn't want to be disturbed last night so I let you sleep. How are you feeling now?"

"Thanks aunt. I'm fine now." I replied. I took the cup of ginger tea from her and drank it.

"Eli, you should be in bed. Just because you feel better doesn't mean you're better already." She directed me to bed and made me sit.

The second I sat, I winced. I was still really sore from last night's adventure with my dad's best friend. "You see, Eli? You're not fine yet. Should I call the doctor?" My aunt asked, obviously worried. If only she knew what was really wrong with me.

"Aunt, I'm fine." I got up, gave her a kiss and headed out. "I'll be back before you know it!"

Scott said 12 noon but I couldn't wait that long. I stopped by a restaurant to get some food. I knew my aunt would feed me something terrible for my stomach's sake so I didn't bother eating at home. I got my order and sat down to eat.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the brat chasing after my boyfriend like a whore!" The familiar voice said with spite.

"Vicenta, I have no time for your nonsense. You know I have nothing to do with your ridiculous boyfriend." I bit back in anger, insulted by her silly claims.

"How dare you?! Girls, teach her a lesson." The girls with her immediately moved to do her bidding. I can't possibly fight them all.

"Come any closer and you'll get hot gravy in your eyes, trust me." I warned them, backing up my claim with a little bit of action and anger. I grabbed the gravy tight, threatening to pour it on whoever dares to come any closer.

I don't know why they enjoy picking up on me. They were either dumping stuff on me or spreading lies but not today, not when I have an important meeting-a meeting with the man I've always wanted.

They got scared by my rage and threat and hurried back to their table. Once I was certain they weren't going to try shit, I walked out of the restaurant since I'd already paid.

I got to Scott's company. I had never been inside it. I've come here a few times, hoping to get a glimpse of him but never got in.

"Good morning, I'm here to see Mr. Scott." I greeted the receptionist.

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No I-"

"Then I'm sorry I cannot help you." She cut me off before I could explain.

"He asked me to be here."

"We hear that all the time." She mumbled, staring at me from head to toe. I don't blame her. I was wearing a tank top and ripped jeans. My stomach was exposed and I probably looked like hell after depriving myself of sleep.

I remembered the card he had given me. I quickly dialed his number. Surprisingly, he answered at the first ring. "Mr. Scott, I've made up my mind. I'm currently at Blackwell's digitals but I don't know the way to your office and the receptionist won't help with that."

"Wait there, someone will bring you up now...What's your name?"

"Marie! Uhmmm...Marie Thorn." I had almost forgotten the fake name I'd chosen.

"Alright Marie, I'm sending someone to get you now."

In no time, a female came over to the reception. "You must be Marie Thorn..." She inquired.

"Yes, yes."

"Follow me."

I followed immediately. We took the elevator and soon we were at Scott's office. I didn't know if I could go in or if I had to wait outside. "Go in, Miss Marie, my Boss is expecting you."

"Thank you." I whispered. It was like she knew exactly what was in my head.

I opened the door and walked in. He looked so serious, composed. For some reason, I felt shy and small. I just stood there waiting for his order.

"Lock the door and come here." The order was said in a soft but serious tone. I obeyed without batting an eye. When I got close to him, he pulled me onto his laps, I could feel his bulge next to my sore pussy. My eyes widened. Was he always rock hard?

"For you baby, for you." His response made me wonder if I had asked that question aloud. "How's that little pussy feeling?"

"Fine. Just a little sore."

"You know, you just had to tell me to stop and I would have. I was too rough last night and you said nothing."

"That's exactly how I like it, daddy." I whispered against his lips. His lips caught mine in a kiss, not rushed but slow and passionate as his hands roamed over my body. I wanted him, right there, that very minute. I wanted him to take me again.

Moving my hips back and forth against his already hard cock, trapped in the confinement of his pants, I whispered: "Fuck me in your office."

He pulled back, a smile on his lips. "Always ready. I like that, baby." He gave me a quick kiss and said: "Not now."

"Please Daddy, I want you-i need you." I pleaded as I rocked my hips against his.

"You will have me tonight, I promise."

"Okay, daddy." My disappointment was obvious in my voice.

"Good girl. For now, sign this."

"What's that?"

"An agreement. You'll be exclusively mine, you'll grant me freedom to do whatever I want to do to that lovely pussy and body of yours?" He explained, his eyes focused on me. His hands caressed me through my clothes, moving them until he got to my jeans, unbuttoned and unzipped it and slipped his hand into my pants. "Do you accept, Marie?" His fingers played with my clit as he spelled out every word. I was so fucking wet. He slipped two fingers inside me and moaned.

"Tell me, baby, do you want this as much as I do?" The words were whispered against my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

"Yes, Daddy... I want this too."

"Good girl. Put your name here and sign." I did that immediately. "Prepare tonight, I'll send my driver to come pick you up."

"Yes daddy!"

"Later little pussy. Now go before I fuck that sweet ass of yours. I'll call you later.

I hurriedly left the office in excitement. Everything was going better than I had planned. I had just signed a contract, making me my dad's best friend's plaything!

SCOTT'S POV

I couldn't stop the smile on my face. I just got myself a nice little bitch-a wild one. Earlier this morning she'd come to see me in my office. I had handed her the contract, stating she would be my plaything until I said otherwise.

Originally, I had told her it would be until I head back to London. I planned to take her there with me if she agrees. There was something about her...Suddenly I felt like a boy, excited about a new crush he got.

The only thing that stopped me from bending her over the table and fucking her brains out, was the little wince that escaped her when I slid my fingers into her pussy.

Hopefully, tonight, I'll taste that pussy again. It occurred to me what I had forgotten. I quickly sent her a message about her appointment with my doctor. I wanted to make certain she was clean because I plan to fuck that little cunt raw, eat it whenever and however I want.

My assistant's voice came through the intercom. "Mr. Smith wants to -"

"Let him in." I replied before she even got to complete her sentence.

The door opened, revealing my friend and business partner, Collin. "To what do I owe this visit, Collin?"

"What do you mean? I didn't get to see you at the party last night, so I thought I should pay you a visit today."

"I see..." How else does one respond to that?

"That young girl that stepped out of your office, who is she?"

"She's none of your business." I fired at him.

"She is way too young for you and your games, don't you think?" He persisted, trying to stick his nose where it doesn't belong.

"If that's the reason for your visit, I'll advise you to leave now." Speaking of visits, I have to visit Jack today. I promised I would.

Collin walked out but not before saying: "Don't do something that'll put this company in jeopardy-put us in jeopardy. I'll take my leave now." With that, he left.

"Samantha." I called my assistant.

"Yes, sir." Her voice buzzed from the other end.

"Cancel all meetings I have today. Reschedule, I'll be out in five minutes."

"Yes, Sir."She knew better, no questions just straight to work.

I got home, showered to regain some control and calm the hard on that seemed to be persistent. I changed into something more casual and headed to Jack's house. I haven't been there in ages.

At Jack's home, it felt peaceful, a lot like a home should feel. "I visited like I promised, you doubted, Thomas!" I joked. I missed this.

"It was either that or get skinned alive." He fired back. I laughed at his joke. Who would have thought Jackson Garcia would smile this much after getting betrayed by his own wife and ruining himself by indulging in some shitty things.

"So where are your sister and daughter?"

"Sis stepped out for some pressing matter and my little-my daughter is home." He proceeded to ask one of the maids to call his daughter. "Tell her it's important." Important?

In less than two minutes, the girl appeared. Indeed she was no longer a little girl. She seemed focused on something on her phone.

"Eliana." Her Dad called and in an instant, she lifted her head and both our eyes locked. She was the same girl from last night! What have I done?! She lied to me. Christ! she's eighteen... that explains the mask, the blood. She's probably never had sex. I should have known. How do I tell my best friend I had fuck his daughter and taken her virginity?

"You?" I couldn't control myself. The look on her face proved she knew all along. She lied about her fucking name and age. How do I explain this?

"What's wrong, Scott?" Jack asked, confused by my outburst.

"It's nothing. Just that we met at the cafeteria earlier and he didn't recognize me." She lied. Damn! She doesn't even have to think before she lies... I was so pissed but I couldn't deny that even after finding out, I'm still attracted to her.

I have to end this. To think I was looking forward to fucking her tonight, she's like a daughter to me. My best friend's daughter!

"I see. You did remember him, didn't you?"

"I did." She smiled at her father, her eyes wandering over to me.

"Good. Now that I remembered, Eliana's going to be attending art school in London. And since you base more there, I was hoping you could help me look after her while she's there."

What?! This couldn't possibly be happening, right. "Of course, I will be happy to do that." I replied, flashing a fake smile at Jack and a disgusted look at Eli.

A call came in, finally! An excuse to get some air and process everything outside.

"Excuse me, I have to take this." The moment I got outside, I brushed my fingers through my hair in frustration. There's no way I was hiding this from Jack, how the fuck do I tell him?

"Mr. Scott! Mr. Scott!" Eli called as she ran towards me. "I'm sorry I -"

"You're sorry? You're fucking sorry? You planned this you little wench! What is wrong with you?"

"I just wanted you to-to look at me...want me." The fuck is she saying?

"This is forbidden! You're my best friend's daughter for goodness sake!"

She moved closer, roaming her hands on my chest. "I know, but I've always wanted you and I know you want me too. After last night-"

"Shut up!" I thundered as I flung her to the side in anger. She landed on the ground with a loud thud. What exactly was my problem? I shouldn't have pushed her like that. I rushed over to pick her up.

She was in tears. When I helped her to her feet, a cry escaped from her throat, it tore at my conscience. "What's wrong Eli?" I asked as I carried her in my arms.

"My ankle -"

"What is going on here?" The sound of her father's voice cut her off. I was fixed at the spot, unable to give a reasonable response.