Knock knock knock

"Coming!" I open the door and smile, seeing my best friend, Jade. "Girl, you about gave me a heart attack! I'm just getting Janay ready." I'm having difficulty walking this morning after my night with David so I give my back a nice crack.

That man never ceases to amaze me in bed.

Jade cringes at the noise as I crack various joints. "So I saw the Mercedes out front," she says with a knowing smirk. "And you're walking all funny. I take it he's here?"

I give her a slow nod and resist the urge to snort. "He's in the shower and no, you can't go see." I laugh, embarrassed but also proud of my night's activities.

"Can ya blame a girl for tryin'?" Jade chuckles and nudges me playfully. "Alright, spill the details, girl! How was the night with Mr. Mercedes himself?"

"Never seen anyone try harder," I reply, securing a hat on my daughter's head. "Amazing as always. The man has some serious skills."

"Not fair you ended up with the millionaire boyfriend," she complains and sits on the arm of the sofa.

I laugh out loud. "One I hardly see when he gets busy. Yeah...lucky me."

Jade raises an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Busy, huh? That explains why you're walking like you've just conquered Mount Everest."

I playfully swat at her arm. "Oh, hush. It's not like that. We just had a... vigorous night, let's say."

She smirks. "Vigorous, huh? I'll have to take notes for my next date."

"It has its moments," I admit, and glance at Janay, who happily played with her gloves. "But it's not always as glamorous as it seems. Long hours, business trips, and the constant challenge of balancing personal and professional life."

"Are you complaining or bragging?"

"Maybe both," I shrug.

"Is Daddy no coming?" The little girl asks and I kiss her cheek.

"Not this time, bug. Mommy and Daddy are going out today, then tomorrow we're all going skating!"

The child throws her arms up and jumps excitedly. "Ok, I go with Teetee J."

"That's my girl," I give her one more cheek kiss and nose nuzzle. "You gonna be a good girl for Auntie Jade?"

Janay nods with a small, "Yes, Mommy."

"Ooh," Jade exhales and chuckles. "Hello there, Mr Rockstar snack."

"Jade!" I look over Janay's head and Jade's eyes are locked on David, who had appeared on the stairs in nothing but a towel, his blonde curls hanging limply around his face and chest hair still damp and matted from his shower.

"Oh! Hello," he replies politely with an open stare. His hand clutched tightly to the towel at his waist. "Uh...babe...where's your hair dryer?"

I roll my eyes and point to the bathroom. "Bathroom closet. Out of tiny child hands."

Jade chuckles. She steps forward and leans against the newel post. Her eyes rake up and down the man blatantly. "You look like you could use some help with that."

David glances down at himself and then back at Jade. His eyes widen slightly. "Well, um...I'm good...thanks."

Jade winks at him and turns to Janay, scoops the child up and heads for the door. "So, bug, what do you want to do today?" Jade's voice fades as she walks toward the car.

I shut the door behind them and lean against it.

There's no sign of him when I look towards the stairs. He must have ducked away while he had the chance. I hear the sound of my hair dryer and smile. I creep up the stairs and peer into the bathroom. I quickly lose my sweatpants and toss them in the hamper.

His bare, inked chest glistens, jeans hang open and beg to be tugged. I grin at his reflection and he winks at me as he continues to dry those limp curls into the tight, bouncy ones I love.

As he finishes, he turns around to face me, his eyes warm and seductive. "Hey, beautiful," he says. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me close. I squeal as he lifts me and sets me on the bathroom counter.

I wrap my legs around his waist. The heat from his body radiates against mine. He leans in and kisses me deeply. His tongue explores my mouth as his hands rove over my body. I can't help but moan as his fingers trace the curves of my hips before he slips under the waistband of my thong.

Pulling the scrap of lace away, he lets out a breathy laugh. "You always make me lose control," he says, his eyes smolder. "And they're gone?"

I lick my lips and a tingle of anticipation runs down my spine. "For the whole day, baby."

David grins and runs his hands through my hair, lips drop onto mine. He moves his lips slowly. The kiss deepens as his hands explore my body, a trail of fire left in their wake.

His touch is firm but gentle and sends shivers down my spine. I feel the bulge in his pants as it presses against my leg and can't help but want more.

"But baby...I thought you wanted to take me out," I whine playfully.

"Maybe I wanna be selfish and keep you all to myself," he chuckles in my ear. "I can't help it if you're just irresistible."

He leans in for another kiss. His hands move down to cup my breasts through the thin fabric of my top. I let out a gasp as his fingers trace the outline of my nipples, sending a rush of pleasure through my body. He pulls away momentarily, his eyes locked on mine as he licks his lips.

"I want to watch," I purr and slide off the counter and down his body until my toes touch the cool linoleum. He takes the hem of my shirt and strips me of it. I turn to press my back against him, smiling at him in the mirror.

"What do you wanna watch, babygirl?"

He runs his hands over my body. His touch traces the curves of my hips and thighs. I shiver as he leans in to kiss my neck. His tongue leaves a trail of heat as he moves down my chest. He pulls back briefly, his eyes locked on mine as he licks his lips.

"I wanna watch you fuck me," I sigh.

"Fuck! You're so beautiful," he whispers, his voice thick with desire. "I can't get enough of you."

"Mmm, you want me, Daddy?" I ask and reach behind me to unzip his jeans and push them down along with his briefs.

He steps out of them and grabs my hips, and guides me against him as he thrusts his hips forward. His hands guide me to bend over the counter and spread my legs.

"That's it, baby...spread those legs for me." He leans down to trail his tongue through my wet and welcoming pussy.

I moan as I feel his tongue explore the depths of my folds, his breath hot against my skin. He moves his lips up to my clit. He sucked and flicked it with his tongue to drive me wild with pleasure. I can feel myself edge closer and closer to the precipice. My hands grip the counter as I fight for control.

"Daddy, I'm so close," I cry out, and he moves faster, his fingers slide in and out of me as he sucks on my clit.

SMACK!

My ass cheek jiggles from the impact, and I whimper.

"Don't you fuckin' cum, babygirl," he growls and bites my ass hard. "Not yet."

I let out a gasp as I feel him against my core, hard and proud his cock slowly slides inside me and fills me to completeness. He moves slowly at first to allow my body to readjust to his size. But as my muscles relax, he picks up the pace, and his thrusts become more forceful and deliberate.

"You're so tight, babygirl," he grunts with pleasure. He leans down to kiss my neck, his stubble scratches against my skin.

"Oh fuck...yes...yes, Daddy...please...." I push back against him and match his movements with my own. His fingers dig into my hips as he thrusts deeper and deeper.

"That's it, baby...let me hear you sing your pleasure," David demanded and slaps my ass again.

I can't help but let out a gasp as he hits my sweet spot, which sends a wave of pleasure through my body. "Right there, Daddy...more...."

He moves faster; his rhythm matches the thrum of my heart as it beats inside my chest. I feel myself tumble closer and closer to the edge. My body trembles with anticipation.

He moves his lips to my ear, his breath hot against my skin. "Cum for me, babygirl," he whispers and I feel my orgasm build quickly. I push back against him, desperate for release.

"Yes, Daddy...I'm cumming," I cry out as my body spasms around him.

He moans as he thrusts a few more times before his orgasm rocks his body. He pulls out, stumbles slightly, and collapses against the wall. His chest heaves as he catches his breath. I curl up against him. The warmth from his body radiates against mine.

"That was... incredible," I whisper, completely satiated.

He chuckles, his breath still labored. "It's always incredible with you, babygirl." He leans down to kiss me softly, his lips linger against mine.

"I love you," I whisper, my heart full.

He nuzzles my neck, and his breath tickles my skin. "I love you too, babygirl. Now let's get dressed and go out for dinner, huh? I got a surprise planned."

*~*~*

A private jet! That was his surprise.

Well, part of it. It started with us being picked up by a sleek and glossy black luxury SUV. We enjoy the ride to a local private airport together in silence, where we're met by a private jet.

"Overkill, darlin'," I laugh and scratch at his chest.

He grins down at me, his eyes bright with amusement. "I know, but I couldn't help myself. You deserve only the best." He leads me onto the jet, his hand firmly wrapped around mine. The plane is cozy and modern, with leather seats and plush carpeting.

He helps me settle into my seat, his fingers brushing against my skin as he buckles me in. Another flashback to him doing this on the way to my hotel. A time when I barely knew him.

As we take off, I lean back in my seat and enjoy being high above the earth. The cabin is quiet, save for the low hum of the engines and the occasional crackle of the radio. I look out the window and watch the world pass by in a blur of colors and shapes.

David is next to me, his gaze fixed on the window. He looks relaxed and content, a far cry from the anxious and tense man I first met. The years have been kind to him, smoothing out the lines and deepening the creases on his face. He turns towards me, his eyes soft with affection.

"You look beautiful," he says, his fingers tracing the outline of my dress.

I smile at him, feeling my cheeks heat up at his compliment. "Don't look so bad yourself." I run my fingers through his hair, the strands soft against my palm. The plane bumps suddenly, and a jolt of surprise runs through my body. David steadies me, his hand warm against my waist.

"Sorry about that," he says with a grin. "It's nothing we can't handle." He pulls me closer, his lips brush against mine. We kiss softly, and our hands explore each other's bodies. The plane levels out, and I can feel the anticipation in the air start to build.

"Where are we going?" I ask, my breath still short from our kiss.

He chuckles, his eyes glint with mischief. "Niagara Falls. Canadian side. Hence why you needed your passport."

"Oh...." My eyebrows furrow. "I had promised Janay that I'd take her soon."

His expression softens. "I know, but we can make an exception for one night, right?" He runs his fingers through my hair, and a wave of warmth runs through my body. "Besides, I'll make it up to her. I'll take you both before Jon drags us onto tour again."

"So, how long are you off for?"

"Next month, we're going to Nashville to work on the new record. It'll come out in June...Maybe tour in July or August," David rattles off. His voice is deep and smooth. Each word easily rolls off his tongue. "I was hoping you and Janay would tag along. She'll be...what...four?"

"Yeah, she turns four next April," I say, feeling a surge of excitement myself. "I'm sure she'll love it."

David smiles down at me, his eyes warm with affection. "I know she will. She loves music, just like you." He leans down to kiss me softly, his lips lingering against mine. "And I know she'll love spending time with her daddy."

I lean back into him, safe and secure in his arms. "You know, I never realized how much you look like her," I say, running my fingers through his hair. "You have the same eyes, the same smile."

He chuckles, his eyes shining with delight. "I know. She's the light of my life, just like you." He pulls me closer. Our bodies press against each other. "Let's just enjoy this moment, okay? We'll be seeing her soon." He kisses me again, his lips soft and sweet against mine.

"Mmm...I love your kisses," I purr as I sweep a finger across his lips.

David chuckles, his lips twitch up into a grin. "So do I, babygirl. So do I." He leans in to kiss me again, his lips soft and sweet against mine. I wrap my arm around his neck and I luxuriate in the heat that emanates from his body.

The flight attendant stayed away from the inner cabin, and I hope that she didn't see me fiddling with my dress and David's belt. I climb onto his lap and quietly lower myself onto him. Nothing showy or flashy or fetish. Just our shaky breaths and low moans.

However, when I reach for my panties, his hand stops me. "Give them to me."

"Seriously? With how cold it's gonna be? You're gonna make me go without?"

David chuckles and holds out his hand. "Not only that but the load I just filled in your pussy like Twinkie with is gonna drip down your thighs all night. I want people to smell it on you."

"You're such a pervert," I tease, but surrender my panties willingly before I climb back into my seat.

David smirks and folds them into his pocket. He runs his fingers through my hair, his touch gentle and warm. "I was thinking of enrolling Janay in piano lessons next year. What do you think?

I smile up at him. A rush of affection suffuses me. "I think she'd love it. She's been showing an interest in music lately." I reach over and kiss him softly, my lips linger against his. "You're a good dad, DB, even though you didn't have to."

"I wanted to, baby. Ever thought of having another?"

"Janay's been asking too," I confess. "I know I do, just don't know when."

"Plenty of swimmers down here when you're ready," he laughs as he points to his crotch. "Little fellas are just sitting there." He winks at me, his eyes twinkle with mischief. "And big fellas, too, if that's your preference."

I roll my eyes at him, a playful smile slides over my lips. "You're such an animal, David."

"And you love it."

"We can talk about it more when we get back." I brush a stray hair from his eyes, and my fingers linger against his cheek. "It's been too long since we've been able to spend time together like this." I lean in to kiss him softly. Our lips brush against each other. He returns the kiss, his lips warm and soft against mine.

The flight attendant approaches us, a smile on her face. "We'll be landing in fifteen minutes," she says. "Enjoy the rest of your flight." She turns and walks away, leaving us alone once again. David's hand took mine and he squeezed it gently.

"Thinking about Niagara Falls?" he asks, his voice a whisper.

I match his tone and say, "Thinking of you...naked, covered in chocolate and whipped cream, handcuffed to my bed."

His head whips around and he stares at me, full of mock outrage. "Madam, I beg thy pardon. I am no common whore."

I grin at him and a rush of adrenaline shoots through me as I describe my fantasy. "I didn't say you were. Just an image in my mind." I lean in and kiss him softly. My lips press against his in an extended liplock. "I'm just excited to spend some time together, away from all the craziness."

"You're a dangerous woman. I'll have to keep you on a short leash." He leans in to kiss me again.

The plane begins its final descent into Ontario and my hand squeezes David's. My heart pounds in my chest, a mixture of excitement and nervousness. We touch down on the runway and the flight attendant opens the cabin door.

David and I pull on our jackets. The cold air hits us as soon as we step off the plane, and it sends a shiver down my spine. David pulls me into his arms, his warmth a welcome comfort against the biting wind. The driver of the liveried car greets us and opens the door. The interior of the car is warm as we crawl in gratefully.

"Massimo's," David tells him and the driver nods.

"Oooh, sounds fancy," I tease.

"Italian. And it has a beautiful view of the falls," he replies with a smile.

The car begins to make its way through the city, the skyscrapers tower over us. We pass restaurants and shops, the smell of delicious food wafts through the air and into the car. As we get closer to our destination, I can feel the excitement within me.

We pull up in front of an elegant restaurant with multiple levels, its windows overlook the mighty Niagara River. David helps me out of the car and we consume the spectacular sight before us.

The water raged below us, its powerful current carrying pieces of rock and debris down the rapids. The water crashed into the rocks below, plumes of fragrant misty air were sent up to us.

David takes my hand and we walk into the restaurant, our footsteps echo against the polished floors. The room is elegant and opulent, with plush furniture and crystal chandeliers. The maitre d' greets us with a smile, and leads us to a table with a view of the river.

As we sit down, I take a moment to take it all in. The soft candlelight, the intimate atmosphere, the roar of the falls in the distance. It's all so romantic and atmospheric, the expectancy of the night ahead coursed through my body..

David helps me out of my coat and pulls out a chair for me. He sits across from me, his eyes warm and soft as they meet mine. Our hands touch across the table, our fingers lace together. I feel a rush of affection, my heart beats faster in my chest.

The waiter approaches, his expression professional but friendly. He hands us each a menu and asks if we want to order. David glances at the wine menu.

"A bottle of Ruffino," he says.

"Yes, sir." The waiter replies, takes the smaller menu and hurries away.

David leans over and takes my hand across the table. "I've wanted to bring you here for a while now. Something about enjoying the wonders of nature."

I smile at him and sigh contentedly. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" I nod towards the window. "And it's just the two of us, away from all the craziness."

He presses his lips to the back of my hand, our fingers laced together again. "It's the perfect place to reconnect," he says. "Just the two of us, surrounded by love." His eyes are warm as they meet mine, his expression filled with tenderness.

The waiter returns with the bottle of wine, and he sets it down on the table with a professional flourish. He opens it and pours a small amount into our glasses, and allows us to taste it before he pours the rest. The wine is rich with hints of spice and oak. I take a sip, and savor the flavors as they dance across my tongue.

The waiter watches us eagerly and pulls out a pad and pen. "Have you decided on dinner? Perhaps an appetizer to get started...?"

David gestures to me first. "Ladies first."

"I'll start with the gnocchi then...the beef tenderloin, medium," I order with a pleasant smile.

"Excellent choice, madam. And for you, sir?"

The waiter nods, his pen moving quickly across the page.

"I'll go with the scallop carbonara and...I'll do the beef tenderloin as well. Medium rare. And I think the tiramisu for dessert...to share," he says, and hands the menu back to the waiter.

"Very good choices, sir and madam. Your food will be delivered shortly." He turns and walks away, and we are alone once again. David reaches for his glass and takes a sip of wine, his eyes close in pleasure.

"Mmm, that's delicious."

"It's perfect," I agree.

We sit in comfortable silence for a moment, enjoying the sound of the water below the restaurant. The waiter returns with our appetizers, and we relish into the rich flavors with each mouthful. The gnocchi is soft and pillowy, the cream sauce rich and decadent.

Each time I lean forward, a bit of cum dribbles from my pussy. I whimper slightly and squeeze my legs together. David looks at me curiously before he peers under the table breifly.

"Okay over there?" he smirks.

"Never better," I say through clenched teeth and take another sip of wine.

David laughs, his eyes sparkle with amusement. "You're insatiable, aren't you?" he asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Coming from the man who left his own special cream sauce behind." I say with a giggle and take another bite of my gnocchi, and very deliberately leave a dribble of sauce on my chin.

David groans under his breath. "Simply marking my territory, baby."

"You're such a dirty boy," I whisper and roll my eyes playfully, a shiver runs down my spine at the thought.

David leans in closer, his breath hot against my skin. "That's what you like about me, isn't it?" he whispers. I shiver at the intensity in his eyes.

I look up in relief as the waiter brings out the main courses. My mouth waters at the beef tenderloin. I squeeze my thighs as the waiter leaves and I exhale sharply. Another sip of wine and it burns my throat.

"You always do this in public," I whimper..

David looks at you with a wicked grin, his eyes glinting with amusement. "It's part of the thrill," he says, his voice low and seductive. "Watching people around us, wondering what they're thinking." He takes a bite of his beef tenderloin, and his eyes lower in appreciation of the flavours in his mouth.

I bite my lip, a mixture of excitement and nervousness squirrel around in my lower region. "You're so naughty," I whisper, my voice barely audible above the noise of the restaurant.

David swallows his mouthful and smiles. "I'm not the one with a pussy dripping cum. Just a man carrying on dinner conversation." He refills his wine glass and gives me a sexy side-eye.

I flush at the comment, as a rush of heat between my legs sends a signal to my nipples to harden. "You're a cocky fucker."

David laughs, his expression amused. "Someone has to lead the way," he says, and takesa sip of wine. "And I'm more than happy to oblige." His eyes darken as my foot finds him under the table. I press into his crotch and my toes curl.

"You're not the only one who can play that game," I murmur.

"You little minx," he whispers, his voice low and seductive. David's eyes widen in surprise and he arches his back slightly.

I take another bite and wash it down with wine. My foot massages him and I feel the throb of blood rush through the veins against my sole. He clears his throat, followed by more wine.

"Me...just wondering...what you're thinking?" My tone drips with sarcasm.

He grins and takes his time to chew. "Taking you over my knee...right here...."

I shiver at the thought as I imagine him pulling my chair closer to him. "You wouldn't dare," I whisper seductively.

David shrugs, his eyes mischievous. "Who says I won't?" He leans in closer to growl. "You've pushed me so far, baby. What's to say I won't take you over my knee and spank you in front of everyone?" He pauses, his gaze intense. "Or maybe I'll just bend you over this table and fuck you right here."

I shudder at the thought. The picture of being pinned against the table, his hands grip my hips as he thrusts into me, dances across my mind's eye. Everyone is watching and myy pussy throbs with need. I take a sip of wine and try to calm my erotic thoughts.

"I think that's enough talk of dinner for now," I say, not surprised that my voice shook.

David nods and his eyes smolder with desire. "You're right, baby. Let's just enjoy the meal." He takes a bite of his carbonara and leans back in his chair, a satisfied look on his face. I take a deep breath and try to relax enough to enjoy the company and delicious food.

The waiter appears with our dessert order. He places it between us, and David and I dig into the tiramisu. We finish quickly and motion for the waiter to clear the table. We are alone again.

David reaches for his glass and takes a sip of wine. "That was delicious," he says and rubs his stomach.

"It certainly was," I say and my voice shakes again. I smile at him and I have butterflies in my stomach. "And the company is even better."