Give Me Some Sugar, Daddy (Wattys 2017)

Part 24

"I-I'm so sorry, I know that wasn't professional. I-I don't know what came over me --," I stammered, his eyes staring at me wildly as I backed up, but he quickly grabbed my thigh, pulling me down into his lap and grabbing my áss without hesitation.

"You don't even know how much I was thinking about fûcking you in my office." He growled into my ear. As he kneaded my butt cheeks in his large hands, I couldn't help but smirk. Oh, if only he knew what I was thinking. "I'll bend you over every possible fûcking surface in this room," he continued, his lips trailing from my ear to the skin just below my jawline. "I want to spank you for being such a naughty girl while daddy's trying to work."

I felt my heart skip a beat and my core ignite even more. I groaned as I let my head fall back and Harry began leaving small kisses down my neck, to my collar bones, and even tugging the hem of my top down to leave kisses between my breasts.

"H-Harry, we might get caught," I whispered as  he reached down and placed his hand at my crotch. My mouth fell open and my eyes closed, grabbing his wrist and shaking my head. "We can't do this here."

"Not now," he shrugged. "But I'll make sure it happens in the future."

I could only imagine having sex with Harry in his office. He smirked as he let me stand up, adjusting his trousers as he stood with me. "Doing anything else today?" He asked, and I shrugged.

"I don't think so. It's only Wednesday. I might make plans with Megan and Brie for the weekend." I told him as we headed toward the door. "I'm in desperate need of a girls' day."

"What?" He said, pretending to be offended. "Is my testosterone too much for you?"

I rolled my eyes with a smile. "No, you idiot. I just need to have a day with the girls. No boys, no sex --," I said, and poked his toned stomached with a playful grin. "-- just some girl time."

He groaned dramatically and leaned closer to me. "Fine, I guess I can live with that." He placed a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose, and I couldn't help but grin. The thing about Harry was, no matter what he did, he always managed to make me smile somehow.

It wasn't until I was on my way home that I started thinking about Thanksgiving break and the possibility of Harry meeting my entire family.

My mom and I were close, but with me being almost three semesters away from getting my college degree, she was starting to understand that I was more focused on college than family life back home. I texted her occasionally, but I hadn't been home since the summer and I knew she'd want me home for Thanksgiving of all things.

And then Christmas.

What would Harry be doing for Christmas? He said he'd be going home to England, so it shouldn't be a problem; obviously I'd stay here with my family.

What would my mom say if I told her I had a boyfriend? I clutched Harry's necklace in my hand as Anthony pulled into the parking lot, my heart racing at how I would tell my mother that my thirty year-old boyfriend would be joining us for Thanksgiving. We had a whole week before break started; I needed to tell her as soon as possible.

I walked into my room and shut the door, grabbing my phone and pulling up my mom's number. My thumb lingered over the green button, wanting to call but not knowing what to say. I'm twenty-one, she can't really say no, can she? I'm an adult, I can make my own decisions, and my decision is to be with Harry on Thanksgiving.

I dialed her number, hearing her voice on the third ring.

"Hello, stranger." She said, and I could hear the happy sarcasm in her voice. "Haven't heard from you in a while."