Well our first weekend concludes here. They didn't co ver some major point but we had to get the sexual tension out of the way. They will cover them in the coming chapters and have a surprise or two. I always forget this so here goes.

S.M. Owns EVERYTHING (unfortunately). I only make them do what my crazy mind comes up with. So let's get started shall we.

EPOV

I wake on Sunday morning and look down to see my little one wrapped around me like she is hanging on for dear life. I watch her sleep for a while. She is beautiful. At 22 she is sweet and innocent. She looks sexy as hell without trying. My being 37 means that society would never accept this relationship. What? There is no relationship. None. We have an agreement; that is it. I have to get up and clear my head. It seems whenever I am around this woman my brain goes to places it should never go. I don't do relationships, at all. It may work for some, but I have never wanted the whole love and family thing. Sure, my parents are ideal when it comes to love and respect, but that isn't me.

I go down to the gym I have in my home and get started on the treadmill. I figure a good run will help me clear my mind. The longer I run, the more my mindset goes where I need it; being a businessman and Daddy. Once I am sure I am back on track, I go to my room to shower. I'm washing my hair when I feel a draft. I turn and see Bella step in.

"What are you doing in my shower, little girl? I don't recall asking you to come in." She looks at me from under her lashes.

"I know. I'm sorry, Daddy, but I thought that I could help you. You were gone when I woke up and when I went looking for you I saw you were working out so I let you be. I knew you would come here next, so I waited in my room until I heard your water start. I will leave you alone if you wish, Daddy. I just wanted to help." She gave me a pout that even a blind man wouldn't be able to resist.

"It's fine, little girl. How were you planning on helping your Daddy?" She stepped toward me.

"Have you washed you hair yet?" I shook my head no. "Okay, lean down and let this girl help. Please?" She grabs my shampoo and washes my hair. As she massages my scalp I moan because I am starting to become aroused. Having my hair played with has always been my weakness, but for some reason she makes it feel like so much more.

I place my hand on her hip to anchor myself. I was going to make today about talking and getting to know her more and not having sex with her. I feel like I am losing the battle with my hard-on, though. Bella notices and she wraps her tiny hand around my length.

"Fuck, baby girl, I want today to be about getting to know you, not sex," I pant out. She looks up at me and smiles.

"We don't have to, Daddy. I just want to help with your rather big problem." She was stroking me harder.

"Spread your legs, little one. Let me feel you." I palm her core and can't believe how wet she is. I started rubbing her clit with my thumb before sticking two fingers into her tight wet heat and pumping them in and out of her

"Fuck, Daddy, it feels so good. Please, can this girl cum for her daddy?" I was close, too, and was thrusting into her hand.

"Fuck, yes. Cum, little one. Cum for your daddy."

"Shit, fuuuuukkkk!! I'm cumming, Daddy."

Shit, I was fucking close.

"Oh, fuck. Jack my cock harder; I'm gonna cum, baby girl. Yeah, that's it, little girl. Just like that." I came hard in her hand and leaned against the wall. We finally finished showering and got dressed.

When we get downstairs I make a small breakfast of eggs and toast. We sit at the bar in the kitchen to eat and have coffee. "So, on Wednesday I won't get home until around six. Will that be an issue for you? I will give you a key and you can come right in. I will also give you the security code. I expect you to be dressed accordingly, and if you like, I can pick up dinner or we can cook. I will let you decide. Also, not every time you are here will be about sex. Some days, I just want to see you in your role and talk, and such." She looked up from her food and nodded her head.

"That is not a problem, Daddy. If you like, I could cook. You just have to tell me what you like and if you have any allergies. What type of dress would you prefer? I have schoolgirl outfits and outfits like I wore to the club, or just general clothes that make me look younger."

Well, she is prepared I will give her that. "I prefer schoolgirl or the club attire. What you wore Friday was fine, just not my usual style, baby girl." She smiles and tells me she will be dressed accordingly.

We continue to talk and get to know each other's likes and dislikes. I tell her I have no allergies to food and she can make whatever she likes. I'm not picky. When it is time for her to leave, I help her gather her things and walk her to the door. She turns to me looking a little sad.

"I enjoyed myself this weekend and I am looking forward to more in the future. Please, drive safe and let me know when you get home, little one."

"I had a good time, too, Daddy. I will see you in a few days. Have a good week." And with that she left. I watch her drive away and go back inside to get ready for my week. It is gonna be a long three days.