I had this chapter for a while, but I needed to revise and edit it. Sorry for the wait.

Chapter 13

A Night of Wine and Sex

Edward leaned back in his chair, eyes twinkling, as he watched Little One take her first sip of wine. The light from the chandelier above danced across her delicate features, casting shadows that emphasized the soft curves of her cheeks and the arch of her eyebrows. She smiled at him, the red liquid staining her lips, and set her glass down on the table with a contented sigh.

"So, Little One," he said, his voice low and gentle, "tell me... what do you think of this wine?"

She looked up at him, her eyes shining, and took another sip before setting her glass down again. "It's... wonderful," she breathed. "I've never had anything like it."

Edward smiled, pleased to hear that she was liking the wine. "I'm glad you like it, Little One. This particular vintage is quite rare and expensive. I thought you deserved something special tonight." He reached across the table and took her hand in his, his touch sending a shiver down her spine.

"What do you think of the atmosphere here?" he asked, gesturing to the elegant dining room around them. "It's a bit different from our usual quiet evenings together, isn't it?"

Little One glanced around, taking in the crystal chandeliers, the softly lit tables, and the discreetly attentive waitstaff. "It's... very nice," she said, her voice hushed. "I feel... special."

Edward was pleased to hear that she was enjoying the evening. "Little One, I wanted tonight to be something special for you. Something you'll always remember." He paused, studying her face. "I hope you're having a good time." Little One nodded, her eyes shining with happiness. "I am, thank you. It's... it's all so wonderful. The food, the wine, the music... everything." She took another sip of wine, savoring the taste. "I feel so lucky to be here with you."

"I feel lucky too, Little One. To have you in my life, to share these moments with you... there's nothing I'd rather have." He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "And I have something else special planned for after dinner." Little One's eyes widened in anticipation. "Oh, really? What is it?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Edward grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "I'm afraid you'll have to wait and see," he teased. "But I promise it'll be something special just for you." He paused for a moment, considering how best to phrase his next words. "Something that will show you how much you mean to me, and how much I care about making you happy."

Little One felt her heart skip a beat at his words. She leaned in closer, her cheeks flushed from the wine and the anticipation. "You make me happy, Daddy," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the soft music. "You make me feel like... like I'm the only one who matters."

Edward reached across the table and took her hand in his, squeezing it gently. "You are the only one who matters, Little One. You're my entire world. And tonight... Tonight is all about you." Their conversation continued throughout the meal, touching on a variety of topics, but always circling back to the shared intimacy they had.

Little One confessed that she had never been to such a fancy restaurant before, let alone had wine like the one Edward had chosen since she didn't drink before, she was waiting to be chosen to have rules set in place about it. He beamed with pride, delighting in her obvious enjoyment. Edward decided it was a good time to set some rules for her drinking. He'd noticed that she drank virgin Shirley Temples because he didn't talk to her about this before.

"What are the rules on drinking?" She asked.

Edward laughed, taking a sip of his own wine. "Well, Little One, I don't want you to feel pressured to drink alcohol if you don't want to." He paused, considering her reaction. "But if you do decide to do it, I'd like you to drink carefully. Don't let anyone rush you, and always make sure you have plenty of water to drink in between."

"I don't want you drinking alone or accepting drinks from anyone without my permission. No driving while drunk either, Isabella. I am telling you this as both your daddy and your master." Little One nodded, her cheeks still flushed from the alcohol she'd consumed so far. "Okay, Daddy. I understand. I'll be careful, Sir." She took another sip of wine, savoring the taste. "It's just... it's so nice to feel grown-up sometimes."

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The air in the room is thick with desire, a tangible weight that seems to press down on them as they move closer together. Little One shivers, her body taut and eager as Edward kisses his way up her neck, nipples hardening into pebbles beneath the fabric covering them. She gasps when he nips at her skin, and moans softly as his hand slides lower, pushing her panties aside. Her thighs part at his touch, her fingers threading through his hair as she guides him closer.

His tongue dances across her folds, teasing and pleasuring as he delves deeper, tasting her sweetness. She arches her back, throwing her head back as a shudder of pleasure ripples through her. He can feel her wetness, her readiness, and it only serves to fuel his need for her. With one swift movement, he pushes his pants down, freeing his cock. She takes it eagerly into her mouth, sucking him deep, her lips moving in time with his thrusts.

He can feel himself growing harder, closer to the edge. He removes his cock from her mouth and with a swift movement he slides inside her. He grips her hip, guiding her up and down on his length. Her moans fill the room, her fingers tangled in his hair as she meets each stroke, their bodies moving together in perfect sync.

He feels her tense, her muscles tightening around him, and knows she's close. "Come for me, baby girl," he whispers, thrusting deeper. She cries out, her body shuddering as she releases her pent-up pleasure around him. He follows close behind, groaning her name as he spills himself inside her.

They collapse together on the bed, sweaty and satisfied. Little One laughs softly, her breath tickling his neck. "I could get used to this." She rolls onto her side, pressing their bodies together, her leg thrown over his. "You are very good at this, Daddy," she murmurs, tracing a finger along the length of his cock.

He grins, nuzzling into her hair. "You're not so bad yourself." His hand finds its way back between her legs, teasing at her swollen folds. she giggles, arching into his touch. "Maybe you could show me some more things?" she asks, her voice husky with desire.

He rolls onto his back, pulling her on top of him. "Oh, I could definitely think of a few things," he says with a wicked smile. As she straddles him, his hands cup her breasts, kneading the soft flesh through her lace bra. She leans down, her lips grazing his chest as she reaches between them to guide him to her entrance. He pushes inside her slowly, feeling the tightness as she accommodates him.

She begins to move her hips in a slow, sensual rhythm, her breasts brushing against his chest with each thrust. He reaches up, unfastening her bra, and pulls it away, freeing her breasts. He cups one in his hand, teasing her nipple with his thumb as she continues to ride him. She gasps, arching her back, her eyes fluttering closed. He pushes up onto his elbows, watching her as she moves above him. Her skin is flushed, her breath coming in ragged gasps. He reaches down between them, guiding his fingers to her wetness, teasing and circling her clit. She throws her head back, moaning daddy as the pleasure builds inside her.

Her hips begin to move faster, her body arching into his touch. He slips a finger inside her, feeling the slick heat as she tightens around him. Her cries grow louder, her body shuddering with every thrust as she approaches her peak.

He leans in, kissing her neck, sucking and nipping at her skin as he thrusts deeper. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving tiny red lines in their wake. "That's it, baby girl," he whispers, "let go." And with those words, she does. Her orgasm washes over them both, her body convulsing as she releases her tension onto his cock.

He holds her tight, feeling her wetness coat his fingers as she milks his length. Her screams fill the room, muffled against his shoulder, her breath hot and ragged as she comes back to herself. He presses his lips to her ear, whispering, "You are incredible."

She gasps for air, her body still trembling from the release. He rolls them over, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand, the other tracing lazy circles around her nipples. "You're so fucking sexy," he murmurs, leaning down to kiss her neck. She arches her back, her hips lifting off the bed in silent encouragement.

He takes his time, teasing her with his touch, before pushing back inside her. The sensation is so intense, so primal, that it takes her breath away. He starts moving faster now, his hips meeting hers in a rhythm that feels impossibly perfect. She closes her eyes, lost in the sensation of being so completely wanted and desired.

Her nails scrape across his back, leaving lines that sting and feel so good at the same time. She arches her hips up off the bed, meeting him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving together in a dance that feels as ancient as time itself. Her orgasm builds within her, a tightening in her core that makes every stroke even more exquisite.

He presses his lips to her neck, sucking and nipping at her skin as he thrusts harder, deeper. She gasps, her body trembling on the edge of release. He slips a hand between them, finding her clit, rubbing circles as he thrusts, pushing her over the edge.

Her orgasm takes her by surprise, a powerful wave of pleasure crashing through her body. She cries out, her nails digging into his shoulders as she arches her back, her hips bucking wildly against his thrusts. He feels her tighten around him, feels the wet heat of her release as she comes apart once again in his arms. He holds her close, their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm. He continues moving as she comes down from her orgasm, Edward is relentless, he keeps pounding into her, determined to make her come as many times as possible. He wanted to push her limits, see how far she could go. He presses his lips to her neck, breathing in her scent as he thrusts deeper, harder. Her moans muffled against his shoulder as she loses herself in the sensation of being so completely desired.

With each stroke, he feels the heat building between them, and he knows she feels it too. He reaches down, circling her clit with his thumb, and she arches her back off the bed. Her cries of pleasure echo through the room, her body tightening around him as she nears her peak.

He begins to thrust harder, faster, losing himself in the feel of her body moving beneath him.

"Daddy, ung, oh, oh,"

She meets his thrusts with equal force, their hips slapping together in a rhythm that is both primal and uninhibited. He leans in, taking one of her breasts in his mouth, sucking hard on the nipple as he continues to fuck her. He groans at the tightness of her body, at the feeling of being so deep inside her. She wraps her legs around his waist, urging him on, and he begins to thrust, feeling the slick heat of her body slide up and down his length. He pulls out slightly, only to push back in harder, the head of his cock brushing against that spot deep inside her that drives them both wild.

Her moans grow louder, more urgent, as he begins to fuck her harder from behind. He reaches around, gripping her hip, feeling the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric of her underwear. He presses his thumb against her clit, circling it expertly as he thrusts, and she cries out, her body tensing and releasing in rhythm with his movements. He can feel her wetness against his hand as he continues to stroke her, her body moving in perfect harmony with his own. He leans down, kissing her neck, nipping at her skin with his teeth, and she arches her back, moaning his name. He picks up the pace, knowing she's close, feeling her tightening around him with each thrust.

Her hands are in his hair, her nails digging into his scalp, urging him on, and he can feel her body tense, ready to explode. He increases the pressure, pushing deeper inside her, feeling the slick heat of her walls as they meet his thrusts. Her moans fill the room, muffled by the pillow beneath her head, and he groans in response, feeling his own release building inside him. He presses her completely onto the bed, he lays on top of her and continues rocking his hips as he thrusts to her from behind. She gasps and arches her back as she feels him deep inside her, filling her up completely. She pulls him closer, wanting more of his weight on her. Her hips rise to meet each of his thrusts, urging him to go faster, harder.

He groans, his breath hot on her neck as he thrusts deeper.

"Oh, Daddy, yeah," she moans, arching into his touch. He pulls out slightly, only to thrust back in harder, feeling her tightness squeeze him. His hips meet her bottom in a rhythmic dance, his powerful strokes driving him deeper inside her with each thrust.

"Oh, ah, yes," she moans, as her hips rise to meet his, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.

His thrusts grow deeper, harder, pushing against her in a way that feels so good it hurts. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels herself beginning to lose control. His hands grip her hips, guiding her movements, urging her to take more of him. He leans down, kissing her neck, sucking at the skin there, as his hips continue to pound into her. She feels a wave of pleasure washing over her, starting deep in her core and spreading out through every inch of her body. She can feel the heat between them, the sweat that gathers on their skin as they move together. He pushes inside her, filling her completely, and she arches her back off the bed, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm.

"Oh Daddy," she whispers, her voice rugged and raw. "Oh, that's good." She feels him stiffen inside her, and he groans, his hips moving faster as he comes as well. His thrusts grow deeper, more urgent, and she meets him with her own, her body writhing under him in perfect rhythm.

Their skin is slick with sweat, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they move together, lost in the sensation of being so deeply connected. He leans down, his lips finding hers in a hungry kiss. His tongue darts out, tracing the contours of her mouth, as his hips move faster, harder.

"Yes, fuck, daddy, ung, ung. YES!"

"Whose toti is this?" Edward asked with a deep thrust.

"Yours, Daddy, yours!" Little One moaned. He felt her words deep in his core. He thrust harder, faster, deeper. Her body was warm and wet, and she met his movements with equal force.

"Whose is it?" he growled, his hips moving unyieldingly. "Whose is this tight little toti?"

Her nails dug into his back, urging him deeper. "Yours, Daddy, always yours!" Little One exclaimed. "And whose cum is that?" he growled, as he felt her tighten.

"Yours, Daddy. It's all yours." She arched her back into his chest as she came apart again.

He felt her tighten, felt her muscles contract around him as she released a gasping moan. He couldn't hold back any longer. With one final, powerful thrust, he let go, pouring his seed into her. Her walls gripped him tightly as he emptied himself, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.

His hips stilled, but he kept himself inside her, feeling the aftershocks of their passion as their bodies slowly began to cool. He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, then trailed it down her nose and across her lips. "You're amazing," he whispered. "Did I hurt you?"

She shook her head, running her fingers through his sweaty hair. "No, Daddy, you felt so good." She nestled closer, enjoying the weight of his body atop hers. "Can we... stay like this for a while?" He smiled down at her, his eyes softening. "As long as you want, Little One." He kissed her nose, then trailed his lips across her cheek to her ear.

She sighed contentedly, wrapping her arms around him. The room was quiet except for the gentle sound of their breathing and the rustling of the sheets. It was almost as if the world had faded away, leaving them alone in their own little bubble of intimacy. After a while, he shifted slightly, causing her to open her eyes. He was looking down at her, his expression a mix of tenderness and desire. She felt a shiver run down her spine as he trailed his fingers across her cheek, brushing away a stray lock of hair.

"You know you can always tell me anything, Little One," he said softly. "I'm here for you, no matter what." His gaze held hers, making her feel seen and understood in a way that she hadn't before. "I was scared when those guys approached me. I remembered that night when I was hurt," she remembered her eyes filling with tears. Edward swallowed hard, unsure of how to respond.

"I know I wasn't there for you that night and I've apologized, but know this Isabella, I'll always protect you, no matter what. I will not let anyone hurt you ever again." His words sent a shiver down her spine, and she felt a tear trickle down her cheek.

"I know, Daddy. It's just... I don't want to lose you. And what happened today, I…"

He reached up, wiping away the tear with his thumb. "You could never lose me, Little One. I'm your Daddy, your master, and I'll always be here for you. No matter what." He kissed her forehead, his touch gentle and reassuring. She sniffled, taking a deep breath as she nestled closer.

"I know you'll be here for me, Daddy. I just... I want this to go away. I wish I could forget about it. But I know that some people will look at us ugly, and that makes me sad." Her voice wavered, and she felt a fresh wave of tears threatening to spill over. He cupped her face in his hands, his eyes searching hers.

"I wish that too, Little One. I wish I could take this all away from you. But you're strong, and we'll get through this. And I'll be right here beside you every step of the way." Her heart felt heavy, but there was a strange sense of relief. His words were like balm to her soul, and she felt herself relax a little into his embrace. She knew that he was right; she was strong. With him by her side, she felt invincible.

So since they decided to leave the hotel they had a nice fancy dinner. Any ideas of how their first official scene as master/sub will go? What do you think Edward has planned? See you on the next one!