Chapter Eighteen

Emilie cooked pasta and put the plates away. She watched her watch. They only had five hours until the girls came over and spent time with them. Tonight she planned for Alicia to not walk straight or sit properly for the next few days.

Alicia came in her robe and sat down at the table. Her gaze fell to the table.

“Will you touch me today, Daddy?”

“Look at me,” Emilie said. She wanted to see her eyes.

It conflicted her expression—she knew she’d misspoken—but Emilie will look past it and since she asked, Emilie was going to provide an answer.

“I plan to do more than touch you. Plan to fuck you. I plan to ravish you, hard and repeatedly.”

Alicia's lips parted and her eyes grew wide in excitement, her dinner long forgotten.

Emilie smirked, she pushed back from the table, “Let’s get started, shall we? I want you naked and on my bed in fifteen minutes.”

She took her time climbing the stairs, wanting to prolong the moment. Alicia waited for her on the bed naked as she asked. Emilie smirked, walking over to the bedpost. She needed to bind Alicia first. She got excited by the thought. Alicia's eyes followed her as she kneeled on the bed, lifting a shackle. Alicia's eyes grew wide and, for a second, it appeared like she wanted to run out of the room.

Emilie knew that something in the back of Alicia's mind was screaming about how wrong this was, that she shouldn’t be allowing her to do this, but the other part of her won. Alicia wanted this. She wanted everything that came with it

.

“I would not do this tonight.” Emilie hummed, as she bounded Alicia spread eagle to the bed, “But I can see you still don’t understand. You are mine and you are to behave as I tell you.” She smiled and look directly into Alicia's eyes, “And the next time you disrespect me, I will spank you. Nod if you understand.”

Alicia nodded in agreement, a faint smile crossed her face.

“My last submissive could make me cl**ax three times a night.” She needed Alicia to outdo her. “I want to try for four. And I want you totally at my mercy.”

Emilie slipped a black scarf from under the pillow, Alicia's eyes were wide, an internal battle behind her blue eyes.

“Trust me.” Emilie spoke softly as she covered Alicia's eyes and stepped back.

Alicia didn’t move an inch. A part of Emilie was excited, but another wondered how can she could trust her so much, a perfect stranger, to tie her up and blindfold her. Alicia was offering herself on a platter in the most intimate way.

She trust Emilie way too much when she felt like she didn’t deserve it.

Emilie's eyes swept over Alicia's naked form. She wanted to make it good for her, to give her what she wanted. Emilie undid her zipper, and her erection sprang free. She climbed on the bed and sat beside Alicia. She placed her hand on Alicia's shoulder.

“I’m nervous too.” Emilie thought.

Emilie could feel her heartbeat rapidly under her palms, just like hers was at the moment. She dragged a finger down her sides, running it along the outer edge of her breasts, bringing her hand back together at her stomach.

She let her hand slide down to let one of her fingers skim over Alicia's wet center. “How long has it been for you, Alicia? How long since another person claimed what is now mine? Answer me.” Emilie brought her finger to her lips and tasted her.

Alicia was so sweet. She wanted to bury her face been her legs and never stop until she couldn’t have orgasms anymore.

“A few years..”

Emilie's eyes widen, she knew it was long, but now, a few years. She slipped a finger into Alicia and leaned to whisper. “Then you're not ready for me. We need to loosen you up.”

Alicia moaned.

Emilie took a deep breath and lowered her to taste Alicia's neck. Her skin was smooth against her tongue. She parted her lips and nibbled down to the collarbone. The candlelight winked off the diamond on her collar. She pushed it out of the way and swirled her tongue around the hollow of Alicia's throat. She dragged her tongue lower and watched the steady rise and fall of her chest, how she pushed her breast upward, nipples hard. Emilie kissed her way to one breast, circling a nipple.

Oh, God. Her taste.

She tasted divine.

Emilie sucked at her breast, a nipple into her mouth, enjoying the way it felt. She licked the nipple and flicked her tongue over it. Alicia's hips shifted on the bed and she moaned as Emilie gave t a gentle tug with her teeth; she moved to the other side and sucked on Alicia's other breast. Emilie sucked harder, biting down on the light-colored nipple.

She writhed against me. Desperate.

Emilie gave her what she craved. Dragging her fingers roughly down her body before plunging two fingers into her. She smiled when Alicia lifted her hips, trying to take her further. SHE lifted from her breast and straddled her, moving up her so her cock rested between her breast, right where she could feel Alicia's heart pounding.

“Do you think you're ready for me, Alicia? Because I’m tired of waiting. Are you ready?” Emilie said. Alicia didn’t answer. Emilie smacked her center harshly. “Answer me.”

“God yes daddy, please daddy.”

Emilie pushed her cock to Alicia's wet lips, “Kiss my cock, kiss it before it gives you the best orgasms you will ever have.”

Alicia puckered her lips and gently brushed them against her cocked, but she surprised Emilie when she licked the cock tip, nearly making her cum all over her face.

Emilie frowned. She couldn’t let Alicia off on doing things like that. They need structure. Alicia disobeyed her; she slapped her thigh harshly.

“I didn’t tell you to do that.”

Emilie slid down her body, settling between her spread legs. With one hand, she lifted Alicia's legs, and with the other, she placed her at the entrance. She took a deep breath as Alicia held her and slowly pushed herself into her.

‘God, she’s so tight.’ Emilie thought.

Alicia was tight, hot, and wet. She felt like a warm hug. Alicia felt better than any woman she ever felt. Emilie pushed father, wanting to close her eyes and enjoy the sensation and simultaneously wanting to keep them open as she finally claimed Alicia DeLaurentis.

“Fuck.”

Emilie couldn’t fit in. Her angle was wrong. She rocked back and forth, sliding in deeper. “Move with me.”

Alicia lifted her hips, and she slipped in deeper.

Emilie looked down and was almost all the way inside of her. She closed her eyes finally and thrust hard as a groan ripped from her throat as she entered fully into the heaven that was Alicia's center. Emilie stayed still for a moment and enjoyed the feeling of Alicia. She tried planting it in her memory of Alicia, hot and wet around her.

“This is better than a fantasy,” Emilie mumbled as she looked down at their joined body and allowed her eyes to take in the sight of Alicia bounded to her bed.

Emilie pulled out and watched her cock slide back into her. She lifted her hips under Emilie. Alicia was hungry and in need. She wanted more. All at once, Emilie felt a needy feeling take over her.

“You think you’re ready?” Emilie pulled almost all the way out and steadied herself and slammed into Alicia, pulling out quickly. She glanced down at Alicia, who pulled against the restraints.

That’s my girl. Her naughty, naughty girl.

Emilie let loose, thrusting into her, letting her body take control. Alicia answered every thrust by lifting her hips and meeting Emilie’s. Sweat beaded on her forehead. She knew she would not last long.

Under her was the most amazing sight. Alicia's lips were parted, and Emilie could tell that she was close. Emilie thrust harder and picked up the pace, wanting to service her first.

“oh my god.” Alicia panted.

“Come when you want,” Emilie said and Alicia's muscles constricted around her as she climaxed.

Emilie pushed inside her and stayed still, back arched against the pleasure she was releasing into her. But Emilie knew she could give her more than one orgasm’. she wiped her face and started thrusting again and again and was rewarded with the feel of her second climax.

Emilie dipped her head on Alicia's stomach as she struggled to catch her breath.