“I love you, Ava. More than you could ever imagine.”
My voice trembles, raw with emotion. Her eyes filled with tears.
“Are you okay?” I ask, brushing a tear from her cheek. “Did I go too far? Was I too rough?”
She smiles softly, her voice steady despite the vulnerability in her eyes. “First, I love you so much too. Second, no. You didn’t hurt me. It was perfect. And... I want more. I need you Daddy.” The need dripping in her voice.
I smile. “Is my baby needy? Do you need to cum baby girl?”
“Yes, Daddy. Please.” she whispers, full of breathless longing.
I lean in, inhaling the warm, sweet scent of her arousal. “Mmm… I can smell how wet you are. And judging by the stain on the carpet, you're dripping for me.”
Her cheeks turn crimson, and she lowers her head.
I gently lift her chin. “Hey. Never lower your head in shame. Not for this. Not for feeling good. What we do together, whether it's soft or filthy, it's ours. It’s beautiful. If we enjoy it, that’s all that matters. Okay?”
She nods, voice small. “I’m sorry. I’ve never felt this way before… never enjoyed sex like this.”
“Then don’t apologize. Did you enjoy it?”
She nods eagerly.
“Then that’s all I care about.”
I scoop her into my arms and carry her to the bed. Her black panties, the ones I picked out, are soaked through. I press a kiss to her thigh, then peel them down slowly, savoring every inch of skin I reveal.
“Fuck, baby. You’resoready for me.”
I spread her legs and sink to my knees, tongue sliding over her swollen pussy. Her taste is everything, sweet, intoxicating, mine. I flick her clit with my tongue and slowly push two fingers inside her. She moans, arching into me. Asking for more with her body.
I curl my fingers, finding that spot that makes her tremble, while sucking on her clit until she’s a shaking mess. Her cries fill the room.
“Oh my God, I can’t... it’s too much.”
“Do you want to use your safeword?” I murmur against her, I don’t stoping finger fucking her.
She only moans louder.
“I’ll take that as a no,” I chuckle.
I push a third finger inside, fucking her deeper, harder, while my tongue never leaves her clit. With my free hand, I press gently on her lower belly, intensifying every sensation. Her cries rise into screams, her body trembling, her pussy clenching around my fingers.
“That’s it, baby. Cum for me. Drown me in you.”
And she does. Her orgasm hits her wave after wave, her body convulsing as she squirts, spraying all over my hand, slick and raw and perfect.
“Fuck,” I whisper, awestruck. “You’re perfect. You even squirt for Daddy.”
I keep licking her gently, until she starts to push me away, too sensitive. I finally pull back and look at her, flushed, glowing, blissed out. I suck her release off my fingers while watching her.
She covers her face, laughing.
“We can’t waste something so delicious.”
“Oh my God, you can’t be serious? Are you trying to kill from embarrassment?”
I grin. “I’m trying to worship you. To give you so much pleasure you forget your own name. And knowing I made you squirt? That’s my new obsession.”
