“Yes, Daddy.”
Sean kissed me. His hands cupping my cheek before moving down to squeeze my breast. I moaned into his mouth when he bit my lip, wrapping his arms around me and lifting me up. My legs went around his torso when he stood up. The flex of his muscles turned me on and how easily he weighed me.
Our kiss turned clumsy when I removed my top and threw my bra somewhere. I didn’t know we were already in his room until he threw me back on the bed. I gasped, watching him close and lock the door and stalk towards me.
I licked my lips, watching him remove his belt and pants. I quickly unzipped my jeans and tugged them down before he pushed me back on the bed, straddling my hips. I felt the heat of how huge and muscular he was compared to me. His weight on me felt erotic and my panties were completely soaked.
“Will you be a good girl for Daddy, Princess?” He asked, his eyes roving over my naked skin.
“Yes, Daddy,” I nodded quickly. “I’ll be your good girl.”
“I know you will be,” he smirked. “You can’t run away from me now.”
I didn’t want to run away from him. I craved him.
“Please, I need?—”
“Daddy knows what naughty Princess needs.” He shushed me. “Give me your hands.”
31
LET DADDY HAVE HIS FILL
CHELSEA
Iswallowed, lifting my hands. My breathing increased when he looped his belt over my wrists, buckling it before pinning my bound hands over my head. My heart pounded in my ears as I stared up at him.
“W-what.” My breasts perked up with my arms stretched out. My cheeks burned with heat. I couldn’t move my hands and could barely squirm with his weight on top of me. I felt trapped, in a sexy way.
Sean hummed appreciatively, his hooded eyes full of lust lapping over my skin. Goosebumps skittered over my body, his hot mouth descending on my breast, licking the nipple before biting it. My chest arched into his touch, his warm hands kneading my tits before lowering over my panties.
I moaned when his hand cupped me. A delicious shudder heated my body. His groan reverberated through my skin. “You’ve soaked your panties, Princess.” His cheeks were slashed with color, his dark hair tousled.
I wanted to touch him.
“Please,” I begged. I wantedhimto touch me.
Sean lowered himself between my legs, his large hands gliding over my thighs. Warmth pooled between them when he leaned over to kiss my pussy through the lace panties. The heat of his mouth and softness of his lips felt maddening.
A moan elicited from my lips.
I had never felt that sensation before, and I was afraid that if Sean gave me a taste of it, I would never recover from it.
He did it again. Slowly. His glittering black eyes pinned on my face as his tongue lazily lapped over my wet pussy. Even though there was a tiny lace fabric between us, I felt his touch to my bones. He hummed appreciatively, the look on his face enough to make me tether to the edge of pleasure.
A whimper tore out of me when he moved my panties aside and dove in.Fuck me. The first two licks were of a lover on their wedding night, butthis… he was a pleasure beast. And his tongue was his weapon. I moved my bound hands, trying to find some purchase when he kept licking, sucking and kissing my sensitive clit that pulsed with need.
“My pretty cunt is so delicious,” he purred, his filthy words making my toes curl. “Whose pussy is it, sweet girl?”
He spanked my pussy when I didn’t reply, making the pit of my stomach churn.
“Yours,” I cried out. “It’s your pussy, Daddy.”
“That’s right,” he growled, his fingers filling me up. The sweet stretch of my walls to accommodate them made me heady. “It’s mine. And who takes care of it,hm?”
“Daddy!” I moaned, his expert tongue toying with the swollen clit.
“Mhmm, Daddy does,” he purred, his mischievous eyes enjoying how restless I was. “Daddy takes cares of his Princess and her pretty holes.”
