Daddy Tommo

chapter 2

As I woke up the next morning he was nowhere to be seen I stretched over the bed almost falling off of the bed I quickly got up and got intod pair of jeans and a shirt. I walked downstairs to the livingroom to Look if Louis was there "Mr. Tomlinson isn't here sir but he asked me to give you this" she said handing me a Samsung S6, a golden credit card and car keys I took it from her smiling "where is he?" "he's at work sir" she answered nodding I turned around and walked away walking towards my car I gasped as I saw the car I did a little dance but instead I went inside and asked the maid to book me a cab to take me to Louis' work

when i got there i looked up at the building it was huge i walked into the building to be met by a girl sitting at the front desk on the first floor "Can i help u sir?" I nodded at her and asked what room Mr. Tomlinson was in. She looked at me and scoffed "do you have an appointment?" I shook my head frowning slightly "no maam i do not "

"oops sorry you cant see him have a nice day" she sneered at me. Rude i thought i took out the phone he gave me and luckily it had his number, i called ghim putting him oon speaker

"Hello love?" he said and i cracked a smile

"hello Lou may u please tell your receptionest that i know you"

"let him up" he spoke and I smirked at her as he ended the phone call "What floor is he?" I asked looking at her. "42 sir" she said pointing to the elevator I nodded walking to it. As arrived at floor 42 I looked straight into his office door. Smiling wide I walked towards the door but was stopped by a woman in dark grey dress "Im Sorry Sir but you don't have a pass to be up here" she said holding her hand in front of my chest.

"Not this again" I sighed slightly irritated "Go call him he'll tell you I am meant to be here" she nodded before walking into his office. She came back a couple of minutes "Sorry that I made you wait sir you can go right through" I walked into his office biting my lip because fuck he looked sexy

"To what do I owe the pleasure Mr. Malik? "he asked looking up from his paperwork.

"I um I wanted to say thank you for letting me sleep in your house last night and I wanted to give these back" I said handing him the Kar keys and the card with the phone.

"What's this for Zayn?" he said getting up walking towards me

I don't want you to spend your money on me "Well you gave yourself to me so it was the least I could do" he said kissing my head

"So now your saying I was your hooker last night?!"

"no honey it's not like that just thought you deserved it is all" he explained looking at me "And if you are gonna be staying I want to keep in touch" I just nodded and sat down

"how much longer do you work" I pouted getting bored. I got up and sat in his lap giggling. He smirked and Continued working but soon started fumbling with my jeans I giggled and ran my hands up his chest Leaning into his chest more he mumbles dirty things into my ear i looked up undoing his shirts buttons leaving love bites all on his neck. He pulls me up ridding me of my jeans quickly. I knew he meant business and took the remainer of our clothes off. He called front office and made them cancel any appointments the rest of the day I smirked and leaned into his chest mumbling in his ear "Fuck me over your desk daddy," and thats all it took for him to go crazy. He quickly spun me around and leaned me over his desk. I bit my lip ready for what was to come. I gasped when a rough hand landed on my left bum cheek

"naughty boys don't say things like that." Lou spoke in a husky voice. I moaned and wiggled my ass "Fuck me daddy please" he nodded and gripped my hips, thrusting into me slowly but hard. I muffled my screams not wanting the employees to hear.
"babe be loud it's soundproof" I moaned at his words as he started pounding into me a lighting speed. Not be able to contain it I screamed and screamed soon we were coming and a sweating mess

"I think I love you' he mumbled kissing my cheek

"want to hear something crazy? "

Yes"

"I think I love you too" I replied hugging him close