“Can I be good for you?”
I push her hair behind her shoulder, my thumb lingering on her racing pulse point as I nod my head. “You’re always good for me.” Her hands are both on my left thigh, and she’s rubbing the smooth texture of my pants as she looks at me again and licks her lips.
“I want to show you how good I can make you feel.” Her eyes search mine for direction and I remember her words from earlier. How she wants to be good for me but on my terms, that’s what will get her off in the process. Just like bringing her comfort and praise gets me off, her gifting me control because she feels safe with me is what gets her off.
“Are you going to get on your knees for me, kitten?”
“Please, Daddy,” she says in a soft voice, making my dick twitch. She’s already sliding off the couch, and I’m parting my legs to make space for her.
Her hands glide up and down my thighs, and I just enjoy her touch for a moment until I realize her knees and shins are on a cold, hard, tile floor.
“Do you want a pillow for your knees, baby?” She nods and smiles as I grab a throw pillow and she places it under her knees. “Wouldn’t want my girl uncomfortable when she’s making her daddy feel so fucking good, would I?”
“Thank you,” she says as she continues rubbing my thighs. She rubs her cheek against my thigh and her hand slowly explores my hard cock outside of my pants. I swear I nearly come when she places a chaste kiss on my covered cock. “So big,” she whispers.
“Take my cock out of my pants,” I tell her. She looks up at me from under her lashes and tenderly unbuckles my belt. She undoes the top button before peeling the zipper down. She rubs her face against the cotton of my boxer briefs before she delicately takes me out of my pants.
Her touches alongside my length are tender, leaning toward reverent. She kisses the underside of the head and swipes her tongue over the tip and slit. “I knew you would be big,” she says, kissing the side of me again.
“You like being on your knees for me?”
She swirls her tongue under the head and looks up at me with her big brown eyes. “I want to make you feel good,” she tells me. I gather her hair around my fist and stroke the side of her face.
“You do make me feel good. You want to slide my dick down that sweet little throat?” She parts her lips, slowly wetting my length, and she continues to take more of me down her wet and willing mouth. “That’s it. You’re taking Daddy’s cock so good. Look at you.” She continues swallowing me as she looks up at me for approval. “So good, show me how deep you can go.”
She accepts the challenge, her grip tight on my thighs as she takes my cock deeper and deeper down her throat. The sound of her spit sloshing and dripping all over my dick.
“That’s it. You’re making a mess of my cock, aren’t you? You know how much I love you making a mess of me, baby.”
She hums around my length, and I can’t help but buck my hips and thrust into her mouth. She moans and the sound is muffled but like music to my ears.
“Touch your pussy while you make me come.” Her right hand slides from my thigh and travels down her body where she touches herself and I’m desperate to watch. “Take your dress off,” I demand, and she takes me out of her mouth with an audible pop. She immediately grabs the hem of her dress and throws it over her head. She’s wearing a simple pair of pale pink panties and a bra that matches. I lick my lips. “So pretty. Get up on the couch so I can play with your pussy while you suck Daddy’s cock.” I’m still amazed at how natural the title has come to me, something I didn’t know got me off, but it does more than ever.
Jessa rests her arms on my legs as she leans down. Her ass rises in the air as I slide my hand down her spine and lightly smack her ass before putting two fingers into her dripping pussy while she moans around my length.
“My pretty baby likes that, huh?” She moans her agreement and I can’t help it. The way she’s sucking my cock the way I like and her cunt dripping around my fingers is what breaks me. “I’m going to come, don’t swallow.”
She doesn’t make any acknowledgement, just sucks my cock with more enthusiasm than before. I’m fingering her pussy fast and can feel her clenching around me as I fill her mouth with my release, a curse leaving my lips as my hand fists her hair. With one last thrust she parts from my dick and pulls up. Her eyes are glassy and there’s a sheen of sweat around her temples, but she looks proud of herself.
“Are you on birth control?” I ask, and she nods. “Were you a good girl?” I ask, and she opens her mouth showing me my come on her tongue. I don’t know what takes over me as I take her mouth in mine. The salty tang of my cum entering my own mouth before I guide her on her back, wasting no time I push my cum inside of her pussy, pulling her panties out of the way. She moans and fists my hair as I use my fingers to push it even further inside of her.
“Make a mess on my face,” I tell her before sucking on her clit and fingering her pussy, feeling the mixture of her wetness and my cum. My cock is already getting hard again just from thinking about it.
I don’t toy with her. I suck her clit hard, and I’m relentless with my fingers’ pace as she comes around my hand and wets my chin with her release.
She’s panting and shaking as I look up at her. Her eyes are closed and she looks so fucking blissed out that all I can think about is I want to see her like this every day.
“Jessa?”
“Just a second,” she says softly, and I knead her thighs. Waiting for her to come back online. She slowly blinks and sits up.
“Are you okay? Did I go too far?” I ask her in worry. I’ve gone so much further at the club, but in my living room it seems like the rules are different. I wish I could stop grappling with this concept that I’m different people in different places. I’m just Aiden, and Jessa seems to want to get to know all facets of me. She smiles and shakes her head, climbing onto my lap and wrapping her arms around my neck. I try to ignore the fact that her nearly bare pussy is on my half-hard cock as she holds me.
“You did so good. Thank you,” she whispers.
Great, now I’m going to be addicted to this woman’s praise.
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