Lead Rick upstairs to his bedroom and show him exactly how much you need his attention

You take Rick's large hand in your much smaller one, giving it a gentle tug as you rise from the plush theater seat. Your borrowed t-shirt shifts across your thighs as you stand, barely covering the essentials.

"Come on, Daddy," you whisper, batting your lashes. "I've got something special to show you upstairs."

Rick's eyebrows raise with interest. "Something special, hmm?"

"Uh-huh," you giggle, leading him toward the theater exit. "The app gave me a new... upgrade today."

He follows without hesitation, his hand settling possessively on your lower back as you climb the grand staircase to the master suite. The house is quiet now, with only distant muffled laughter from Matt's room suggesting what the siblings might be up to.

Once inside the bedroom, you close the door with a soft click and turn to face Rick. The enormous California king bed dominates the space, its Egyptian cotton sheets already turned down by housekeeping. You take Rick's hands and walk backward toward it, your pigtails swinging with each step.

"So what's this upgrade?" Rick asks, voice already husky with anticipation.

You guide him to sit on the edge of the bed, then stand between his spread knees. "It's called Daddy's Special Place," you explain, your voice breathy with excitement. "And it only works when you do this..."

Taking his hand, you guide it to the side of your neck. "Kiss me right here, Daddy."

Rick leans forward, pressing his lips against the sensitive spot where your neck meets your shoulder. The effect is immediate and overwhelming. A jolt of pleasure shoots through your body as your clit swells, doubling in size beneath its hood.

"Oh!" you gasp, knees buckling slightly. "Did you feel that?"

Rick pulls back, confusion crossing his features. "Feel what, princess?"

You take his hand again, this time guiding it between your legs. "My special button, Daddy. It gets bigger just for you."

His fingers explore curiously, eyes widening when he feels the engorged nub. "Well, that's new," he murmurs, circling it gently and making you squirm.

"Only happens when you kiss my neck," you explain through shaky breaths. "Nobody else can make me feel this way."

A predatory smile crosses Rick's face as he pulls you onto his lap. "Let's test that theory, shall we?"

His lips return to your neck, and again your clit pulses and swells. You moan, grinding against his growing erection through his sweatpants.

"Daddy," you whisper, tugging at his shirt. "I need you inside me right now."

Clothes are discarded in a frantic rush. Within moments, you're straddling his thick thighs, your slick entrance hovering just above his straining cock. As you sink down onto him, you gasp at how perfectly filled you feel.

"So good," you whimper, beginning to bounce slowly. "Nobody feels as good as you do."

Rick grips your hips, guiding your movements. "That's right, princess. Nobody else could satisfy you like Daddy does."

As you establish a rhythm, your mind drifts to tomorrow's task. Between gasps and moans, you manage to form questions.

"Daddy," you pant, grinding your hips in a circle that makes him groan. "Can I come to work with you tomorrow?"

Rick looks surprised, his rhythm faltering momentarily. "Work? Why would you want to do that?"

You bounce faster, your D-cups jiggling enticingly. "I just... oh god... I just wanna see where you spend all day. Meet all the people who work for my Daddy."

His hands slide up to cup your breasts, thumbs circling your nipples. "It's pretty boring, princess. Just meetings and paperwork."

You lean forward, deliberately placing your neck near his mouth. "Please? I'll be good. I promise."

Unable to resist, he kisses your neck again. Your clit throbs enormously, making you cry out and clench around him.

"Jesus," he groans. "That's... I can feel you getting tighter."

"Tell me about your office," you gasp, riding him harder. "Who works there? Do you have a... oh fuck... a secretary?"

Rick's hands tighten on your waist. "Maria. Been with me ten years."

"Is she pretty?" You ask innocently, though your motives are anything but.

"Divorced. Forty-ish. Competent." His answers grow shorter as his breathing quickens. "Why all the questions?"

You kiss him deeply, then whisper against his lips. "I just want to know everything about you, Daddy. Every single part of your life."

This seems to please him immensely. He flips you onto your back without disconnecting, taking control as he drives into you with powerful thrusts.

"You can come tomorrow," he concedes between grunts. "Pick out something pretty to wear."

Your smile is triumphant even as your eyes roll back in pleasure. "Thank you, Daddy!"

His lips find your neck again, and your orgasm crashes through you like a tidal wave, your specially enhanced clit pulsing as your entire body convulses around him. Rick follows moments later, groaning as he empties himself deep inside you.

As you both lie tangled in the sheets afterward, you trace lazy patterns on his chest. "So tell me more about Maria," you murmur innocently.

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