Daddy's Little Whore
Daddy’s Little Whore – Part 58

CLINT’s POV

I was certainly bluffing when I told Keira that she wasn’t going to her satisfaction. But my little slut was even more desperate.

I had ended up watching Keira help herself get her relief using her fingers while I had used my hand too. That was new for me. It felt like a different type of intimacy as I had lost myself in the passion in her eyes.

Even without us touching, we had reached our climax at the same f*****g time.

I felt like tucking her away in some place where no one could replace her. But that was not Keira and so after having lunch and two more rounds of s*x, I had escorted her to the door.

My living room was a mess. From last night and just the sight of the bottle and the glass we had both drank from, to all the documents I had left flying around.

It was a reminder of how Keira had come into my house and despite being more than fifteen years younger than I was, I had felt perfectly comfortable allowing to get into my head and telling her things I couldn’t even think of telling just anyone.

Like some damn role swap where she became my therapist and I became the one that needed help.

I chuckled as I remembered how the night had ended. Her p***y was like some honey pot I couldn’t get enough of and seeing Keira drop all her natural pride and need to also control to let me dominate her needed to be one of the best things about her.

It made me respect how she could get on her knees in front of me and still not think less of herself.

I shook my head twice, trying to get rid of all the thoughts of her kneeling in front of me from my head. There was so much to do and walking down that path would only lead me to the bathroom.

I cleaned up the living room very quickly and had it looking back to the living room I owned. After that and a quick shower, I entered my study to settle important matters.

First was Kane temple. I had seen the email from my assistant informing him about his sickness but I had just been unable to make a call until I met Keira.

Kane picked up at the second ring.

“Homer,” he called me the way he usually preferred to and I was surprised for a minute by how weak he sounded.

Didn’t Keira say he was already discharged?

“Mr. Temple. Forgive my late call, things have been a little tight on my end. How do you feel now?” I asked all at once. I wasn’t nervous talking to older people or anyone.

But talking to the father of the twenty two year old girl that I was sticking my c**k into almost every day was certainly not a walk in the pack like I thought.

It was almost like I expected that something in my voice would give away that the last thing I had thought about before this call was pounding my c**k in his daughter’s honeyed p***y.

Gods! I was whipped.

Kane laughed gently from the other end. “It’s fine, I totally understand. People said your wife wants to go for the kill. That certainly can’t be easy to handle, Homer.”

“I feel better now, I guess it was just some reminder that I wasn’t getting younger and I needed to let go of a lot of these things,” Kane’s voice was heavy and even the sigh at the end of his words did nothing to lighten how down he had sounded.

What was going on? Handing over some reign?

But I couldn’t be quiet and so I went along, “You most likely weren’t getting enough rest. Perhaps, getting more capable hands on deck would help you get that achieved.” I suggested.

We talked for a while more and this time, it was more than we have ever said before either during the meeting with his investors or when we met at the golf course.

But I figured a lot of things like this weren’t things he could tell Keira. And the fact that he trusted me enough to tell me made me feel even worse about what I did with Keira.

“Thank you, Clint. If you do need a lawyer that can deal with Marie, I have the best one,” he offered as we got to the end of the conversation.

It was nice and thoughtful of him but I declined his offer. I didn’t want to owe a man too much.

Also, I have already decided that just like drunk Keira had suggested, there was really no need for me to fight her with the law.

If Marie was going to play dirty, then I was going to drag her into the whole mud pool.

I hadn’t been determined to do it before. But I wanted Keira. My little slut that made me whole.

To have her, Marie had to go.

And so, after that call, I spent the next hour going through some of the documents I had ignored in the past few days and responding to them.

I made a note of all the things that I had to do all night before I made my way out of the house. Usually, I liked to keep a routine to get things done. But these past two days had been on a pause for me since it was hard to think while feeling like Keira had f****d some other man even after I had given into her demands.

And now, with Marie on the loose, I had to get things running back fast

Since I was going to play by Marie’s rules now, I needed to meet John.

He was going to be a much needed teammate.