Daddy's Birthday Surprise (Becoming His Book 4) Read online

  Table of Contents

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Daddy’s Birthday Surprise

  Becoming His

  (4)

  By Haley Monroe

  Copyright © 2017 by J. Richards Erotica

  All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, write to the publisher, addressed “Attention: Permissions Coordinator,” at the address below.

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

  Reader note: contains adult language and casual sex situation.

  Haley Monroe

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  https://www.facebook.com/AuthorHaleyMonroe

  Editor: J&M Editing and Design

  Cover Design: JC Clarke of The Graphics Shed

  Printed in the United States of America

  First Printing, 2017

  Table of Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Dedication

  This one is for Melinda Workmen,

  You’ve welcomed me into your group with open arms and shown me so much support and love that it touches me heart so dearly. Thank you for being so nice and for being a voice for new authors who are also looking for a home.

  Haley Monroe

  **Content warning.

  Intended for ages 18 and over. This story contains BDSM elements like spankings, sex toys, bondage, other sexual situations and submissive elements. All characters are consenting adults who are not related in any way. If any of these things are not your cup of tea, please don’t purchase this book.

  About the Author.

  Haley Monroe is a twenty-eight-year-old, little girl at heart, who currently lives in Las Vegas with her daughter, two dogs and handsome ass man. She’s been happily married to her husband for ten incredible years and counting! Haley began writing short stories as a child and found a passion for words at a very early age. She enjoys weaving panty wetting stories that’ll keep you turning the pages for more.

  Haley loves filthy mouthed Dominants and sweet, sassy little girls who can’t help but let their inner brat out! She hopes you enjoy every dirty word as much as she has enjoyed writing them!

  Author Links

  www.facebook.com/AuthorHaleyMonroe

  https://www.goodreads.com/user/show/62078338-haley-monroe

  https://www.amazon.com/Haley-Monroe/e/B01N4AITJC/

  https://www.bookbub.com/authors/haley-monroe

  Other Works by Haley Monroe

  A Daddy for Christmas

  https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B01N9DXQR8/

  A Daddy for Valentine’s

  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01N7L87AO/

  Dirty Racing

  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06WD8KKDH/

  A Little April Fools

  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06XJQVYBM/

  Do as Daddy Says

  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0711SD49Z/

  Pipe Dreams

  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B073H5PPS9/

  Becoming His Novella Series

  Book 1 – Seeking His Touch

  Book 2 – Sorry Not Sorry

  Book 3 – Bad Kitten

  Coming Soon

  Becoming His Novella Series

  Book 5 – Playing for Keeps

  Chapter One

  The buzz in the coffee shop brings back memories. Memories that come with so many feelings attached to them. I can still feel his heated gaze on my face, hear the sound of his deep voice as he asked about my day and if I close my eyes, I can see the hungry expression on his handsome face. I squirm in the same seat where I first felt Daddy’s hands on my thighs. The back corner of the shop is just as dim as it was that day, but one thing is missing.

  Daddy.

  He’s off in Arizona, closing the deal on a massive property that’s commission will be well over what I make in three years, working at the small retail store a few miles away. I’m supposed to be at work right now, but I can’t stand the dullness of my routine today. He’s only been away for four days yet it feels like four years.

  At The Play House, that last night I saw him, while he was thirteen inches deep in my ass, he told me he loved me. Jacob Hoff, loves me. My heart still stutters when I recall his words, spoken against my forehead, his name written all over my body in washable crayon. My back was covered in a rainbow of melted wax and the candle he’d used to fuck me, lay discarded on the floor.

  I never wanted that night to end, but of course, like all good things at some point everything comes to an end. Jacob had gently pulled himself from my body, carefully picked and peeled every bit of wax from my back and ass crack. My skin prickled in every place the wax had dried over me, but he was so gentle. He’s always gentle after being so rough.

  He was still gentle when he led me to the small shower in the room where we’d played and washed his name off every inch of me. I was sad to see how easily the crayon came off, I would have proudly worn his name every day, but I have something better than washable crayon to remind me of his love. My fingers reach up to the locket hanging delicately at my throat. A smile comes over my lips as I twirl the small book between my fingers, the pictures inside of the locket aren’t ours, but the story it tells is.

  We’ve been writing this story for almost three months now and it’s still so young. There’s still so much for us to discover and to conquer as a team. He fucking loves me and I love him too. Still smiling, my gaze bounces around the shop, watching the people as they come and go.

  I pick up my phone for the billionth time, checking for a message from him. There are none, making me toss my phone across the table top in front of me with an annoyed sigh. I received a “Good morning, kitten. Sorry I’ve been so busy. Three more days,” message when I rolled out of bed but nothing since. I snapped a selfie of me tangled up in my comforter, messy hair and all as a reply, but he didn’t respond.

  I dressed for work in plain black slacks and a pretty white blouse then snapped another selfie to send to him. Again, I got nothing in return. Once I got to work I wandered around the store aimlessly. There was inventory to be done, but I didn’t want to do it. There were customers to help, but I didn’t care to help them match a skirt from home to a top inside the store for some drivel event they were going to. None of their events mattered to me.

  I only wanted to be with Jacob. I wanted to hear his voice and feel his touch, to listen to him nag me over what I ate for breakfast or the lack of food I ingested this morning. My boss noticed the lost look in my face and asked if I was sick. It was easy to lie, easy to tell her yes and easy to punch my time card again after only two hours since I punched in this morning.

  I came to the coffee shop to feel close to him even though he was so far away. My ice coffee tastes the same and the seat under my ass feels the same but it’s not. This place will never be the same again. My phone pings an
d I scramble to unlock the home screen. My fumbling fingers let the phone slip from my grip and it crashes to the floor, cracking the screen. A pretty spider web of fissures now cover the phone I’ve yet to pay off. I ignore the new décor and pray, not so silently that the screen cracking ping is from Jacob.

  A groan falls out of my mouth when I see the new message is from Miranda. She was there at the club the last time I saw Jacob, throwing a fit and getting punished as always. After our scene, Jacob had walked me downstairs to say goodbye to her and Tom before he drove me home. We hadn’t spoken since then and I missed her almost as much as I was missing Jacob.

  “Hey Bitch, my calendar at work just let me know that Jacob’s birthday is on Saturday. I think I remember Tom saying he was out of town till then, I thought I’d let you know just in case you wanna come up with some kind of birthday surprise for him.I miss you, girl’s night soon?”

  My scowl turns to a grin as I read her message. His birthday, hmm? The gears in my head begin to turn so quickly I fear steam will soon be pouring out of my ears. What could I gift him that he doesn’t already have? Nothing. Where could I take him that he hasn’t already been? Nowhere.

  “I miss you too! Girl’s night = Yes! But help me!! I’d love to make his birthday special but he has everything. What do I do?!”

  My fingers fly over the tiny keyboard, catching on the new scratches etched in the screen. Ideas are popping in my head, but I disregard them as fast as my brain can come up with new ones. A fancy dinner? Not if I have to pay to have my phone fixed. A new sex toy for us to use together? Kind of selfish, Hannah. Oh, maybe a pinup style travel calendar with all kinds of dirty pictures of me? Ugh, again, kind of expensive.

  “A threesome!”

  I blink a few times to make sure I’ve read Miranda’s message correctly. I’ve played with her and Tom, her Dom, plenty of times before and it’s never been weird. It’s always a lot of fun for me because I can walk away at the end without any weird feelings for either of them. Miranda is my bestie and Tom is so head over heels for her that I wouldn’t ever imagine him feeling anything other than friendly affection for me. I’m also not in love with either of them, I don’t know if I could do this. My eyes squint closed and I try to imagine how I’d feel with another woman’s hands on Jacob’s perfect body. How would I feel when watching his mouth whispering his perfectly, dirty words into someone else’s ear? My tummy twists in a weird way but there’s also a heat growing between my legs. I push my fears aside and try to gear myself up for being excited about this idea. I don’t have any better plans and this would be free. A threesome wouldn’t cost me anything except a little bit of unease.

  “You sure? Do you think he would like that?”

  It only takes a few seconds for Miranda to reply.

  “Duh, what guy wouldn’t like two chicks on his dick? Especially as a birthday surprise from his girl! Just go for it.”

  The sound of someone clearing their throat from across the table makes me look up. A pretty blonde wearing a green sundress, is looking down at me. “Hannah?” Her smile is so wide, showing off prefect teeth and thin lips.

  “Hi?” I press the button on the back of my phone to blacken out my conversation and slip to the side of the booth.

  “I’m so sorry. This is awful forward of me, I just saw you sitting here, alone, and thought I’d say hi.” I wrack my brain trying to pull a name out of my memory that matches this pretty face, but nothing is coming to me. “I’m Steph, Mr. Hoff’s housekeeper.” She offers, clearly seeing my struggle. I give myself a mental forehead slap and shake my head.

  “Oh, yes. Of course, Steph! How are you?” I stand to give her an awkward side hug that she returns with a small giggle. “I’m so sorry I didn’t recognize you.”

  “No worries.” She waves her hand to shake the awkwardness between us off. “We’ve only met properly that one time.”

  “My first night at the castle.” I smirk. What a magical night that was.

  “The castle?” She chuckles and points to the chair opposite me. “Do you mind if I sit? I was supply shopping for the castle,” she giggles at my nickname for Jacob’s home again. “And now I’m so pooped. Thought I’d treat myself to a latte.”

  “Well deserved, I’d say.” I lift my cup in cheers. “Take a load off. I’d actually like to talk to you about something, if it wouldn’t be weird.” I wait for her to get settled. She hooks her purse on the back of her chair and leans her elbows on the table with a giddiness that makes me laugh.

  “If it’s about the boss, I’m in. Whatever it is.” Whatever, hmm? I bite my lip and wonder if maybe she could be my third person to Jacob’s birthday surprise. She’s cute and comfortable in his presence. Would it make doing her job afterwards weird, though?

  “I hear its Jacob’s birthday on Saturday and I’d like to do something special for him.” She ohh’s a little and holds her face in her hands. “I just don’t know what that something special is. He has everything and has probably been everywhere.” My shoulders shrug. “Got any ideas?”

  She looks from side to side as if to see if anyone is listening to us and then leans even closer. “How kinky of a birthday are you looking at throwing Mr. Hoff?” I love how her mind is already on the same track as mine and I purse my lips, could I just ask her?

  “How’d you know I was thinking something kinky?” I try to imitate Jacob by letting one of my eyebrows lift.

  “Hannah, please.” She sounds super sarcastic and her eyes roll so hard I wonder if they’ll get lost in the back of her head. “I know we don’t know each other, but I am his housekeeper. Every sneaky little mess he leaves behind,” She pauses and gives me a wink, “Y’all leave behind, is there for me to silently clean up.”

  I give her a pointed stare, wondering if I should be embarrassed or not. “Every mess?” She bursts out in laughter and nods quickly.

  “Yes, my dear. I’ve cleaned all of his little fun rooms as well as his bedroom. I may not have much experience in what goes on behind his closed doors, but I’m not an idiot. I get it.” My cheeks feel hot and I wince a little.

  “Sorry?” Her laughter is so contagious. It’s one of those laughs that’s loud and bold. The kind that makes strangers look around to find where the sound is coming from. She clearly doesn’t care about what others think or who’s looking at her and I really like that about her. It makes me laugh with her as I cover my face.

  “Pfft,” Steph blows a raspberry and waves her hand again. “Don’t be. I’m actually rather jealous, I wish I was having as much fun as y’all.” She stirs her straw in her latte. “But no, it’s not so bad. He pays me really well and I really love my job. It’s no big deal at all, don’t give it another thought.”

  “Do you have,” I know I shouldn’t, but something about sitting here with her feels too right, like she was sent to me, a sign to go forward with Miranda’s crazy birthday idea. “A boyfriend or a husband?” I try to play it cool and act like the question has no weight to it.

  “Hell no.” She blurts, then covers her lips with one hand. “I mean, no. I um, I’m not into guys.” She admits softly and I think, this might be too good to be true.

  “A girlfriend then?” I sip my ice coffee as my foot taps away under the table.

  “I’m in between.” Her eyes are locked right on mine like she already knows what I’m going to ask next.

  “I have this silly idea.” I lick my lower lip and she leans in even closer. “A friend suggested I should gift Jacob with a threesome for his birthday, do you think he’d like that?” Steph bites into her own lip and squints.

  “I don’t know. He isn’t like other guys who just want to stick their dick in anything with a hole. You’re the only woman who’s ever been to the castle, as far as I know. Other than business friends and the likes, but their parties are much more g-rated than y’all’s.” I love how she’s still using my nickname for his house and the knowledge that no other woman has spent the night in his personal bed makes me re
ally happy. It makes me feel special. “Have you guys discussed sharing?” I shake my head.

  “No, not really. It was mentioned briefly but we never got into a deep discussion about it.”

  “Hm, I don’t know.” She seems more unsure than I was at first, but it’s the only idea that I think will really surprise him.

  “Would you be interested in being a part of something like that?” I feel sick after I’ve said it. She’s gonna think I’m bananas and throw her latte in my face. “I mean like, you know, it wouldn’t have to be awkward. You’re the only one I know through Jacob and you understand how things work with him. You two have a good relationship and stuff.” Her mouth has dropped open, but I can’t stop talking. “Like it wouldn’t even have to be a threesome just maybe you and I, if you really aren’t into guys? Just to warm him up and surprise him or something. I don’t know, maybe it’s a bad idea.”

  “Slow down, girl.” Steph laughs. I inhale deeply and close my eyes.

  “Sorry. Forget I said anything. I told you it was silly.” I open one eye to find her still smiling at me.

  “No, I’m in.” I cock my head like I’ve heard her wrong and wait for her to say something else. “I don’t think Jacob would be happy with a full on threesome, he’s much too possessive for that to be a thing. Whichever friend gave you that idea, must really live on the wild side. I think you could get away with a little girl on girl to shock him.”

  “You think?” I perk up in my seat and feel like I’m floating. “I was kind of worried he wouldn’t like it either, but he’s so adventurous and I couldn’t come up with anything else.” I take another big breath and try to calm myself. “You’d really be willing to help me surprise him?” I look across the table at this beautiful woman who works for my Dom and likes girls. This woman I’ve only spoken to once before, yet cleans up the sheets I dirty in Jacob’s bed. Now I’ve asked her to join me in a birthday threesome, she must be worried about my sanity, but she looks okay.