Her lips parted when my hand wrapped around my length, making me hiss with pleasure. The angry tip was leaking with pre-cum, and I pumped myself with a couple of strokes before demanding her to get back. Her body pressed against the wall, her back arching as I gently tugged at her hair and pulled her closer.
“Stick out your tongue,” I said, my voice breathy.
Her blue eyes were so dark, they almost looked onyx in the dim lights of the washroom. I hummed when she showed me her tongue.
Cupping her jaw, I leaned down and kissed her. She gasped, her lips soft when she reached for me. But I pulled back, biting her bottom lip and spitting in her mouth.
“Lick me,” I said, her eyes wide as she leaned close and followed my command.
I sighed at the pleasure of her warm pink tongue licking the head of my cock. My eyes were getting hooded the longer she teased me with her hot tongue.
Her hands inched to cup my shaft, but I waved them off. “No hands,” I said, glaring at her. “If you had behaved, I’d have let you play with your Daddy’s cock however you wanted. But you didn’t.”
I clenched my jaw. My cock pulsed at the sight of her sucking the angry red tip. Her cheeks were hollowed with head bobbing gently. I patted her hair, noticing her clenching her fingers on her thighs.
“You wanted this, didn’t you,hm?” I asked, knowing her pussy was wet. I could smell her arousal. “Wanted to brat until I put you in your place, isn’t that right, pet?”
I tugged at her hair, pulling her mouth off of my cock. “Answer me.”
She gasped and nodded. “Y-yes, Daddy.”
“Tsk.” I rubbed her bottom lip. “My greedy cock Princess. Go on, please me.”
Chelsea
I moaned, wrapping my lips around his huge girth. I was salivating seeing his cock. It was long with enough girth that my jaw would hurt in a few minutes, but it was more than perfect.
It had hot, pulsing veins. I followed them with my warm tongue till I reached the base and repeated until he groaned and tightened his grip on my head. It felt comfortable and grounded me that he was in control.
And so was I.
I loved that Sean was in pleasure becauseIwas doing a good job of sucking him off.
“That’s a good girlll,” he crooned, his words trailing off as I took him deeper in my mouth.
Sharp pain shot up my spine when the soft skin of my knees rubbed over the cold tile. I should have listened to him before, but I was afraid he would just shower with me and put me to sleep. I wanted to play with him more and not because he paid for me, but because I wanted to.
I liked all of him. From his muscular, lithe frame to the attentiveness of how I felt.
Even now, my ass stung with his spanking, but I loved the gentle hand on the side of my face. I was trying to deep throat him, and yet he was worried about me.
“I need to fuck your face,” he whispered, pulling out and cupping my jaw. “What’s your safe word?”
I blinked at his dark eyes and how flushed his cheeks and neck looked. “B-bunny.”
“Safe gesture?”
“Snap my finger?” I asked, and he held my right hand and kept it on his thigh. I licked my lips, feeling the strong muscle underneath.
“Tap my thigh if it gets too much, okay?” His voice softened.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl,” he said, standing up. His face darkened, gently pushing my head until the back of it touched the tile. My eyes widened when he loomed over me, his glistening, thick cock right across my face. “Now, be a good pet and let Daddy use your mouth.”
Holy shit. He wasn’t lying about fucking my face and using me.
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