CHAPTER FIVE
LUNA
Riggs left a week ago and I knew he’d be back today. I was counting the minutes until he was with me again. I didn’t realize how much he had become a part of my life. I missed him watching over me at night, and walking me home.
Ever since he touched me the other night, I knew he was close. I just needed one more push, and I could finally be his.
“You ready, honey.”
I looked over at Rahyne who was waiting for me by the entrance. Grayson nodded at me and I smiled back. “Almost done.”
Since Riggs’ apartment was just below Grayson’s they’d decided I could stay with them until Riggs got back. They had a spare bedroom on their floor and since Riggs wasn’t using it then I was welcome too. It was nice to have them, especially Rahyne. She was the only other person who had gone through what I had with Los Perdidos. If it wasn’t for one another, I don’t think we would’ve survived.
I enjoyed staying in the room Riggs was occupying. His scent was everywhere, especially the pillow. I’d hug it every night imagining it was him. I couldn’t wait for him to return, to finally be able to hold him every night. I needed Riggs desperately and to be honest I don’t care what anyone thinks.
Sometimes a woman has to go after what she wants. Especially, when what she wants doesn’t know what’s good for him.
A couple nights later, I went to the back-locker rooms where I had left my purse earlier that day. The girls said I could make use of them since half of them were empty. I needed to hurry up since Seth was waiting for me outside. I hadn’t heard from Riggs in a week, and I couldn’t stop thinking of him. My body, my heart, my everything missed Jason Riggs. I missed his warm eyes on me, his heated embrace, the strength in his hand as he held mine. Not that Seth wasn’t doing his job, but hearing him talk about the latest bike model as he walked me home wasn’t the most exciting part of my day.
I felt alone. I hadn’t been without Riggs since I left home nearly a year ago. He was constantly around, constantly taking care of me, I missed his protection. He didn’t tell me where he’d gone, didn’t tell me when he’d return, and I was starting to feel antsy. I know that club business was club business. I’d been around Scarlett and Rahyne long enough to know that questions regarding the club just weren’t asked. You fully trust your man on all accounts. That came easy to me, since I trusted Riggs with my life.
I was startled out of my thoughts when I heard grunting coming from the shower room. I stayed real quiet while the noises started to get louder, the sordid sound of the repetitive motion of skin slapping skin echoed through the bathroom. I walked carefully inside and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
Riggs was standing in the shower, pumping his beautiful dick with his large hand as he leaned his powerful back against the tile wall. He looked like every erotic dream I’ve ever had come true. He looked so fucking sexy he made my core gush and throb at the sight of him. He looked so primal, so vulnerably exposed as I hid behind the wall and watched him.
Droplets of water ran down his sinewy muscles, the muscles on his arm bulging and flexing as he stroked his meaty shaft. My eyes trailed up his powerful thighs watching as he roughly jerked his shaft, squeezing the tip and allowing a drop of precum to coat his fingers, giving him the lubrication he needed to slide his hand up and down. My eyes travelled up his six packed abs, across his well-formed pecs, up to that rugged jawline and sharp nose. His mouth was opened slightly as he inhaled sharp breaths. His eyes were squeezed shut as he murmured nonsensical words.
I walked up closer to him, hiding in the shadows. My hand had started to slide down beneath the waistline of my skirt. I was soaking wet as I watched him in this, such a private moment. My fingers slid inside my core, sliding in and out following the rhythm of his hand.
Suddenly, I stopped as his words became clear to me.
“Fuck, Luna. Fuck yourself on my cock, baby girl. Say my name, call me daddy, baby. God, let me be your daddy.”
His words heated my insides and my hand started to feverishly circle my clit. I moaned softly, making sure not to disturb him. He started stroking faster, his hips jerking up with the intensity of his movements. I was breathing heavily as I continued to rub my clit, grunting when he did, moaning as he did. My mouth opened in a silent O as I came from watching his cock spew the streams of fluids I desperately wanted inside me. It had never happened before, I’d never actually found my release on my own, but watching Riggs find his own pleasure was absolutely arousing.
I watched him slump back, completely drained. He allowed the water to cascade down his body as he caught his breath. He was heavenly to watch, but I had to go before he caught sight of me.
I turned to leave when I spotted his phone lying near his bag on one of the benches. I smiled wickedly as a naughty thought ran through my mind. The butterflies in my stomach fluttered as I lifted my shirt, taking my breasts out. I opened his camera and took a quick picture. I figured if he didn’t want me, at least he’d have me to masturbate to. As I looked down at the picture I bit my lip and shook my head. This man was making me do things I’d never even thought of.
When I went to close his phone I accidently slid my thumb on his Tumblr. Gifs of naked flesh and young women bouncing on older men’s penises engulfed the screen. My eyes were wide as I scrolled down and spotted a few images with the words, daddy’s little girl likes it hard and daughter rides daddy’s cock. The scenes and words caused me to clench my thighs. I couldn’t believe this is what he liked, this was what he hid from me. I couldn’t believe I’d come across this tiny treasure that led me into his thoughts. I heard the water stop and I quickly placed his phone back into his bag.
As I walked home that night I listened to Seth’s voice, but I didn’t register anything he was saying. The images that had played on Riggs’ screen, now played in my head. Is that what his secret was? Is that why he didn’t want to get close me? Did he think I’d push him away because of it?
I had to admit I was curious. I’d heard of women call their men daddy before, but obviously I’d never actually seen it done. Not like I just did.
As I slipped into bed that night I pulled my phone out and searched the word daddy on Google. Age play came on and I got a glimpse of what this was. Searching it on the internet had me scrolling through pages and pages of daddy daughter stories and daddy play, as they call it. Just the mere thought that Riggs wanted to play with me like this had me sliding my hand to my pussy to try and ease the ache I was feeling. I imagined Riggs grabbing me from behind and hauling me onto his cock and the image made me cum. I was becoming excited to see how far he would go if I played along to that little fantasy of his.