In her head.

All Yours, Daddy.

It was morning the next day, and Nuella had just gotten out of the shower to meet her room looking sparkling clean. She didn't need anyone to inform her that the maid had done this.

She got into her causal home girl outfit and stepped out of her room.

Descending the stairs completely a maid walked closer to her and bowed.

"Miss Elena. Your father wants you at the dining hall."

"I will be there."

The maid bowed and walked off. Nuella felt a pang of uneasiness wash through her and those feelings were not caused by her father's demand but by the thought of Mr Devine who was slowly creeping their way into her head. The scene from yesterday dominated her head immediately, her legs suddenly got rooted to the floor. What if he was sitting in the dinning room? What if he told her father he caught her outside? And further, and further informed her father about how she had shamelessly dropped her pants in his palm all in the name of freedom.

Those thoughts that widely dominated her mind were suddenly replaced by another. What could he be doing with her pants? Could he be sniffing it occasionally like he did in her present? Her pussy tingled and her cheeks flushed as she suddenly desired the image of his expression each time he sniffed it.

"Miss Nuella." A maid bowed jolting her off her admiration. Nuella batted her lashes softly flashing the maid a smile as she walked away. She peeped around before proceeding to the dining hall, one that consisted of her father, brother, sister and the woman her father was going to marry in weeks.

"Nuella, you are here."Rita, her father's fiance announced with a smile spreading across her face.

Nuella's eyes cursed across the room and she heaved a sigh of relief noting that Devine was absent.

"Good morning Aunt. Good morning everyone." A gentle smile secured the bream of her lips as she gestured towards the chair taking a seat next to her brother.

"Good morning." They all responded.

"We have been waiting for you," Rita announced after the general greeting and Nuella flashed her a smile.

"I am so sorry. I didn't know breakfast was ready."

"You sure won't know, you spend 98 percent of your time reading about those non-existing creatures how will you know?" Her father bashed jokingly and Nuella made a gentle pout.

"Father... Reading is not bad."

"I never said it is, I just said you read about non-existent people." Mr Enzo replied with a shrug that got Nuella twitching her lips.

Rita smiled turning to Enzo

"You all should stop picking on Nuella. Its her choice if she spends all of her years reading about fictional men, she just needs to find a man who acts like one."

"Unfortunately, she sucks at one." Samantha made a nonchalant reply taking a full bit from an innocent apple.

"At least I do not have an aesthetic that doesn't match my gender " Nuella whispered throatily making a comment on how Samantha bit her apple and that got everyone laughing at her sweet joke.

"You were all waiting for me, I am here now can we all eat?"

"We are waiting for Mr Devine."

"I am here already." His sexy octave pierced through the air, his entry, earning him a glare from everyone.

Nuella's breath hitched, and her heart made a gentle flip as she took in the sight of him. Damn the heavens. This man was looking like her favorite book banquet, more sumptuously, like a mix of her favorite snacks. She could glare at him all day. He was dressed in a casual two-piece. The upper part was armless that revealed his hot biceps and the sexy tattoo that dominated his right hand, his hair was flipped backwardly but a few strands sat on his face, a place she felt was meant for her ass. His eyes held those sins that only she could see, and his face? It was as blank as anything yet not a single gorgeousness went missing.

"I am late, I apologize for that." The closeness of his words against her ear had her jolting from her thoughts. She bit on her lower lips trying to suppress the embarrassing act but her eyes suddenly widened as he drew out the chair close to her and took a seat directly next to her. Then, it occurred to her that there was no other vacant seat and now, she was doomed.

"You do not have to worry mate. Let's get into it."Mr Enzo waved his apology off, calling onto the head chef who dished their meal to each person's plate

“I heard you would be leaving this night?”Rita inquired and Mr Devine nodded.

“My home has been set to my taste, I am only staying back to attend your evening party.”

“Sound sweet.” Rita chuckled and the entire room went silent as they settled into their meal, however, the minds of two like-minded people were as busy as the junction of New York City, embedded with thoughts of each other. Nuella had not been able to do anything right, his cologne was invading every corner of her nostril and her mind was on wild roads wondering what it would feel like to be under the table sucking on his cock while he tried to hold onto his moan. Her grip on her fork had tightened severally as she tried to toss away the thoughts of how many times he must have smelled her panties. Not like he had stopped.

Creepily speaking, he had the pants in his back pocket at the moment. It was the greatest thing to do. He didn't know the nerves that had pushed him to demand her panties but he was most certainly grateful to that nerves because he had slept with that pant in his hand and he had not stopped taking in the scent of her pussy even though it was beginning to get faint.

Sitting this close to her yet being unable to touch her felt like torture to him. Her scent had dominated the walls of his nostril but he craved more. This was the naughtiest thought, and he was having them on the most prohibited person. Oh, he desired the ability to go below this table and spread her out, he so badly wanted to eat her out with everyone here at the dining table. He desired to know what it would feel like to have her moan against her throat while she tried to keep her eyes from rolling backwards in pleasure. His mixture of siren and Sankapu eyes roamed her exposed thighs as he desired the taste of her pussy. She was driving him crazy.

Nuella turned jelly as she felt his gaze on her thighs, her pussy had throbbed for the umpteenth time, generating heat that formed wetness and coated her thighs. She was burning hot and suddenly needed water to quench her thirst. She reached for the water verse in the process, but her shaky hands failed and the water came pouring on Devine.

"Oh my goodness." A gasp ran across the room and Mr Devine immediately shifted his chair backward, knowing that his actions had caused all of this, but what she did next had his jaws tightening.

"I am so sorry. I am so sorry " Nuella apologized trying to dust the water off his trousers but she stopped at the feel of his hard bulge.

She stared at Devine who was trying so hard to hold a blank expression.

She pulled her hand from his bulge swiftly and whispered once again.

"I am so sorry."

Mr Devine nodded and stood up.

"I will use the washroom." He announced walking off before he could even get a reply.

The room fell into an awkward silence but the only thing that ran through Nuella's mind was the bulge on his trouser.

******

It's been three hours since they all left the dining hall, Nuella was currently with her father's finance and they made a few catch-up stories when her father suddenly walked in with a designer bag.

"Nuella.”Mr Enzo called disengaging them from their catch-up.

"Good afternoon, Dad."

"Good afternoon. Here, take this to Mr Devine, he should use this for today's evening party."

'Not again' Nuella grumbled against her throat. This man was gradually making it to the top of her daily life. After the awkward morning she had been running from things that would have her running into him, but here comes her father.

She grabbed the clothes from her father and took the elevator her eyes scanning for any maid that could be of help. At her most difficult time, they all seemed to not exist.

Reluctantly, she walked her way through the hall that led to his room. Her phone made a sudden beep, she pulled the phone from her back pocket reading through the notification. A new book had just been released by one of her favorite Authors. Hooked by this information, Nuella. found herself opening the door without a knock, but her action was driven back by the hot sound of Mr Devine's moan. She raised her gaze from the phone and her eyes met with the hot sight of Mr Devine, standing like a tall glass of wine, he had Nuella's Pants to his nose while sliding his 9 inches hard veiny cock in and out of his hand, more excitedly he was groaning hot inaudible words that Nuella eventually figured out as.

"Yes, Nuella... Suck me harder... Harder."