Please Me Daddy (Gracie) novel Chapter 128

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You watch while I jerk off for you

Grace

I stood up from the bathtub, water dripping from my skin and pooling around my feet. Reaching for the towel, I wrapped it around my body, the soft fabric clinging to the warmth of my skin. I let out a long sigh of relief.

Finally.

I feelt refreshed for the first time today. It had been such a long one. After leaving the hospital, I went home just long enough to change before heading straight back to the company. Two full hours with Mr. Aiden, going over details, before I could finally come home.

Grabbing another towel for my hair, I stepped into my room, the faint scent of shampoo and lavender following me. The cool air brushed against my skin, and I shivered a little as I walked toward the mirror. I began drying my wet hair with the towel, running my fingers through the long strands.

My reflection stared back at me. I smiled as I touched my hair. It fell to my waist, long and black, still damp and glossy under the light. Sometimes I felt guilty keeping it hidden under wigs and scarves. It was too beautiful to be concealed.

“Maybe one day,” I murmured to myself, “I’ll be able to show myself to the world without hiding any part of me.”

Just then, my phone dinged from the table. I glanced at it, raising a brow when I saw the notification. The first thing that appeared on the screen was a sticker of an old man smiling and doing a heart sign. I didn’t even have to check the name, I already knew it was Adam.

I shook my head, smiling despite myself.

Earlier this afternoon, he’d asked me to be his plus–one for an event tomorrow. Putting two and two together, I realized he meant the company’s big event. Only the wealthy and well–known got invitations to something like that, which meant Adam definitely belonged to the former group. He didn’t exactly scream celebrity, more like quietly rich, effortlessly charming, and completely unbothered.

I had told him I’d be working at the event, that I couldn’t be his date. But of course, he brushed it off, insisting I’d come as his guest, not as an employee. I’d only said I’d think about it. It wasn’t really something to think about, I couldn’t skip work, but disappointing him wasn’t something I wanted to do either.

I sighed and opened the message.

[I can’t wait to see you tomorrow, Grace! Send me your address, I’ll have my driver bring you a dress so we can go together.]

A quiet laugh slipped from my lips. He’s unbelievable.

Maybe I couldn’t break his heart completely. Maybe I could find a middle ground.

Typing quickly, I sent my reply,

[I really can’t skip work, but how about this? If we meet at the event, I’ll spend some time with you so you won’t be lonely.]

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The reply came almost immediately.

[Hmm, alright, alright. Promise me you will spend time with this old man, dear.]

[1 promise.]

I probably shouldn’t have promised. But really, how bad could it be? I’d just say hi to a guest. Nothing more.

I was about to put my phone down when I stopped, my thumb hovering over the screen.

Don’t do it, Grace. Don’t-

I bit my lip anyway and swiped to my contacts, and there it was.

‘Walking Iceberg‘

My heart skipped a beat just seeing the name.

In my defense, I’d saved him that way ages ago, back when I was still terrified of him. When I thought Apollo Reed was some cold, ruthless man who got a kick out of making my life miserable. But after everything that happened between us, the name just kind of stuck.

Maybe because even when he wasn’t freezing me with that stare of his, he still made me feel things I couldn’t explain.

I stared at the name for too long, thumb trembling slightly over the screen. I wanted to hear his voice so bad it made my chest ache. It was stupid. Completely stupid.

Who the hell calls their boss this late? I thought, but then again, Apollo wasn’t just my boss.

He was the man I’d agreed to have a purely sexual relationship with. The man whose hands I could still feel even now. So maybe hearing his voice wasn’t that bad. Right?

Right?!

I groaned, closing my eyes and flopping back against the bed. “This is ridiculous,” I muttered. “Just put the phone down, Grace.”

And I almost did.

Almost. Except my thumb slipped.

The call button blinked once. And before my brain could process what just happened, the phone was ringing.

“Oh my God, no, no, no!” I panicked, fumbling to hang up, but it was too late.

A low, deep voice came through the line.

“What a surprise, princess.”

1 nearly threw the phone across the room.

He answered. He actually answered.

“F–fuck,” I breathed, sitting up so fast the towel around me nearly slipped off. My heart pounded in my chest,

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and for a second, I forgot how to breathe,

His voice. That smooth, dark tone, just hearing it sent a shiver down my spine, like my body remembered every single thing he’d done to it.

Walt, did he just call me princess?

1 stared at the screen, half convinced I was imagining things. But no, I’d heard it right.

What a surprise, princess,

That word. It should’ve sounded harmless by now, but coming from him, it wasn’t. Apollo Reed only ever called me that when he was turned on, when he was teetering on that dangerous edge between control and ruin.

My stomach twisted, heat crawling up my throat,

“Mr. Reed…” I managed, but he cut me off, his voice low, his breathing uneven.

“Let’s play a game,”

My pulse stuttered, “A game?”

“Yes, Miss Grace,” His tone dropped, “It’s simple, You watch while I jerk off for you, and you touch that perfect pretty clit of yours, until I say otherwise,”

A tremor ran through me, desire curling low in my belly until it ached,

I knew it was a stupid question, the sound of his uneven breathing, the quiet groans slipping past his lips, they already told me the answer. But I needed to hear it from him.

“Aare you…” my voice faltered, breath hitching, “are you touching yourself for me right now?”

For a moment, there was only silence and the sound of him breathing, rough, unsteady, hungry, until his voice came through,

“Puck, I am,” he rasped, voice thick with hunger, “But it’s not enough, Grace. I want you here, on your knees, those soft hands wrapped around my cock, your lips taking me so deep you forget how to breathe. I want to fuck you until your body knows mine by heart, until your clit throbs to the shape of my cock.”

My heart slammed against my ribs. I squeezed my legs together, heat flooding me all over again. God, I was

finitely going to need another shower after this.

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