"What do you need?" His voice is low, rough with restraint. Full of need.
I try to answer, but the words stick in my throat. My body’s already speaking—hips lifting to meet him, fingers gripping his back, breath coming faster.
"I... need—"
But I can’t finish. The sensation swallows the thought.
He stills inside me, and the absence is maddening. "Say it," he murmurs, voice like velvet steel. "Use your words, Ava."
My eyes flutter open, meeting his—dark, patient, demanding.
I swallow hard. "I need you to move, I need you to fuck me, Daddy." I finally whisper, the confession cracking something open in me.
He exhales sharply, like he’s been holding himself back for hours.
"That's my girl."
And then he moves—deeper, fuller, like he’s giving me exactly what I asked for and everything I didn’t know I needed.
"That’s my good girl. That’s it… I love it when you ask Daddy for what you need."
His voice is molten, low and full of praise, each word sliding over me like heat.
"Because Daddy will always take care of his Good. Fucking. Girl."
Each word punctuated by a slow, deliberate thrust—deep and claiming—leaving no room for doubt, no space between the promise and the proof of it.
His movements become stronger, deeper. His lips kiss every inch of my skin he reaches. My hips meet his thrusts, moving in concert.
“Fuck, Ava, you're incredible. You feel better than I ever dreamed.” His breathing becomes labored.
“Daddy, I need… I can't…” My mind and body are so overwhelmed by the sensations and pleasure Elijah manages to give me that I can't form a coherent sentence.
“Do you need to cum?”
“Yes, please,” I beg.
“Cum for me, baby girl. Cum on my cock. Let me feel you break for me.”
One deep thrust and his words make me cum so hard I almost faint.
“Fuck, BABY!!! YOU'RE PERFECT!”
Even though I’ve already come—hard—my body’s still aching, still greedy. Everything inside me feels raw and open andneedy.
And apparently, a few orgasms make me bolder.
“Please, please. Harder, Daddy.” I beg loudly. Elijah doesn't waste any time. He pulls out of me, and a disappointed whimper escapes my throat. Eli chuckles and flips me over. He lifts my ass in the air, kneels behind me, and runs his tongue from my clit to my asshole. He licks my ass, and I never thought I could enjoy it. No one has ever touched me there. But if I were to let anyone do it, it would be Elijah.
“One of these days, I'm going to claim this sexy, tight little ass. I'm going to claim every hole in your body. Understand, princess?” he asks between licks.
“Daddy!!!”
“There you go, my sweet, perfect baby. Daddy is going to fuck you so hard and so deep. In this position, you'll feel me deeper and so much more intense. If it gets too much, what will you say to Daddy?” he asks, standing up and positioning himself behind me. His cock is just about to enter me.
"Red," I reply, barely breathing.
"Such a good girl," he praises me.
