Provocative Pain

Charlotte’s POV

Sebastian had been avoiding me for days, but I wasn’t giving up, especially not after Mom ditched our mother-daughter career day for another business meeting, leaving me alone with the man I was obsessed with.

That alone made me want Sebastian even more.

The career day event was packed with parents and students. I wore my school uniform on the outside, but underneath I had followed my friends’ tips perfectly.

I wore tiny lace panties that barely covered anything and a push-up bra that made my breasts look fuller. Every time Sebastian looked at me, I made sure he noticed. During the presentations, I accidentally brushed my hand against his thigh under the table.

I leaned close and whispered, “I’m so wet thinking about you bending me over one of these desks, Daddy.”

His jaw tightened. His hand gripped my knee hard for a second before he pulled away. We were in the public so he couldn’t do so much.

I saw the bulge in his pants. He wanted me. But he still fought it, keeping polite smiles for the other parents and teachers. The whole time I felt powerful and hurt at the same time. He was mine. Why wouldn’t he just admit it?

On the drive home, the tension was thick. I kept my skirt hiked up high, and my legs slightly open. He kept his eyes on the road, humming God knows what. “We can’t keep doing this, Charlotte,” he said quietly after a while. “It’s wrong.”

I didn’t answer. I just smiled.

Back at the mansion, Mom was still out. The house was empty and full of possibilities. I went to my room and changed into something much more dangerous.

An extremely short tight dress with nothing underneath. No bra. No panties. The hem barely covered my ass. I looked at myself in the mirror and felt that rush of confidence my classmates gave me with their naughty tips.

I found Sebastian in the kitchen grabbing a drink. I walked up behind him and pressed my body against his back. “Thank you for today, Daddy,” I whispered, sliding my hands around his waist. “I loved having you all to myself.”

He turned around fast, eyes dark. “Charlotte, stop. We can’t keep doing this. I’m trying to protect our family.”

I stepped closer, letting him feel my hard nipples through the thin dress. “Tell that to a child, I know you want me. I can feel how hard you get every time I’m near you.”

I took his hand and placed it under my dress, right on my bare, soaked pussy. “See? I’m dripping for you. My friends gave me all these tips on how to seduce an older man. Lingerie. Dirty texts. And everything I’ve been doing just to get your attention.”

“Can’t you see? I want you, daddy.”

His fingers twitched against my wet folds. His middle finger slipped inside me, making me gasp. “Fuck, you’re so wet,” he muttered, voice rough.

But then he pulled his hand away. “This has to stop. I care about you. About all of us. Stacy has sacrificed everything. I won’t destroy that.”

Tears filled my eyes, but they weren’t just sad tears. They were angry too. “Sacrificed everything? She’s never here! She missed career day for another meeting. She was never around after Dad died. I learned to take care of myself. I learned to take what I want because she was always chasing money instead of being my mom.”

My voice cracked. My frustration poured out. “You make me feel seen. Alive. Don’t push me away.”

Sebastian looked torn. His selfish side and his genuine care were fighting hard. I could see it in his eyes. I pushed harder.

I reached for a glass of juice on the counter and knocked it over, spilling it all down the front of my dress. The thin fabric turned see-through, clinging to my breasts and hard nipples.

“Oops,” I said softly. “I need to change.”

I pulled the dress off right there in front of him, standing completely naked except for the collar I’d put on earlier. My curvy hips, hard nipples, and dripping pussy were all on display. “Help me pick something new, Daddy?”

The air felt electrifying. Sebastian’s eyes burned over my body. His cock strained hard against his pants.

I stepped closer, pressing my naked body against him. “Please. I need you.”

He grabbed me suddenly, hands rough on my hips.

This was it. He was going to bend me over and fuck me right here. His mouth crashed down on mine in a desperate kiss. His fingers found my pussy again, plunging deep.

“Yes, Daddy,” I moaned into his mouth. “Use me. I don’t care if Mom comes home or not. I need your cock.”

His resistance was crumbling. His fingers fucked me harder. I reached down and stroked his veiny dick. We were so close to breaking every rule again.

Right then my phone buzzed on the counter. A text from Mom.

I’m running late but heading home early from the meeting. Be there in 20 minutes. What’s for dinner?

Sebastian saw the message too. His body tensed against mine, cock throbbing in my hand. For a second I thought he would stop. Then his eyes darkened with greed.

He spun me around and bent me over the kitchen counter in one rough motion. “Fuck it,” he growled. “One last time.”

His thick cock slammed into my soaked pussy from behind fast. I cried out, gripping the counter as he pounded me deep and fast. His hand came around to choke me lightly while the other spanked my ass.

It was rough but I loved every bit of it.

“Take Daddy’s cock,” he groaned, thrusting harder. “This pussy is mine.”

I came hard, squirting down my thighs while he kept fucking me through it. The danger of Mom coming home any minute made everything more intense. I pushed back against him, loving every brutal second.

But as he got closer to filling me again, headlights flashed in the driveway. Mom was home earlier than expected.