With every stroke of Dream Daddy’s fingers over her clit, the ache between her thighs grew more intense. Far more intense than she’d ever realized a dream could achieve.
“That’s my good girl. Come for Daddy, baby.”
Even in her dreams, she was helpless against him. Against that cooing tone that somehow sounded sweet and dangerous at the same time. Pleasure crashed over her, splintering her as she screamed herself awake.
“Fucking hell, baby.” Nudging her thighs apart, he settled between them, filling her with one quick, deep thrust as her brain scrambled to put together the pieces, to separate dream from reality. “I could watch you come like that a million times and never tire of it. But it’s Daddy’s turn now.”
He fucked her, there was no other word for it. Hard and fast, almost feral in a way a man had never been for her as he drove into her still-spasming cunt over and over again. Wrapping her arms around him, she dug her nails into his back, clinging to him as he took her with that single-minded ferocity.
Until, at last, he sank into her one final time, his cock swelling in her pussy as he emptied himself into her. Dazed, breathless, she could only stare up at the ceiling as he collapsed beside her, the sound of their ragged breathing the only thing breaking the silence.
“C’mere, baby.”
Obedient for once in her life, she rolled into him, snuggling into the hard lines of his body as he pressed a kiss to her hair. “Did you have a good nap?”
“Good nap. Even better wake-up call. Might have to replace my alarm clock with you.”
Beneath her cheek, his chest rumbled with laughter. “I could do that. What time do you need me to wake you up?”
“Five on weekdays. I don’t set an alarm on the weekends but I’m usually still up before seven. That work for you?”
“Jesus Christ, woman. No, that doesn’t work for me. I’m not sure that works for anyone who’s actually human.”
Amusement welled in her chest, and she tilted her head to look up at him, taking in the horror in his hooded eyes. “Who says I’m human? Maybe I’m a robot. Or an alien species come to seduce the men of earth and take you back to our home planet to be used for breeding purposes.”
“As long as you’re the one I’m breeding, I’m good with that.”
He didn’t mean that. He didn’t. And still, her heart tripped in her chest. “Of course. You’re my conquest, so I get to keep you.”
“Your conquest, huh?” Again he laughed, a deep rumble she felt in her bones.
Spurred on by his laughter, she shifted, straddling his hips, the somehow still half-hard length of him pressing against her bottom. “Yes. My conquest. Which means you have to do whatever I say.”
Laughter sparkled in his dark eyes as he lifted his hands to her hips, those rough fingers kneading at her flesh. “And what does my captor demand of me?”
“A shower. And then food. I was thinking we’d go down to the restaurant and?—”
But her suggestion was cut off by a knock at the door, and her conquest grinned up at her. “One step ahead of you, babygirl. That’s our dinner.”
“You ordered room service?”
“I did.” His gaze raked down her naked body, leaving a scorching trail in its wake. “I don’t want anyone else to see you like this. Go wait in the bathroom while they set up.”
“Or I could just get dressed like a normal person.”
One dark eyebrow raised, and despite the lingering soreness, despite the multiple orgasms, her pussy clenched greedily in response. “Daddy wants you naked in his bed. No clothes.”
“But—”
“Babygirl, unless you want the very nice people on the other side of that door to hear you getting your ass spanked, I suggest you stop arguing and do as you’re told.”
“You wouldn’t!”
“I absolutely would.” As if to prove his point, he landed a sharp swat to her hip. “Bathroom. Now.”
Shocked, annoyed, and more than a little aroused, she slid from the bed with a glare in his direction. “I’m going, but only because I have to use the bathroom anyway. Not because I’m afraid of you.”
“Whatever you need to tell yourself, baby.”
