"What are you begging for, sweetheart? Say it."
"Let me come," I cry. "Please, Daddy, I need it so bad…"
"Such a good girl. You've earned it." He smiles and then seals his mouth over my clit while his fingers begin driving into me in a relentless rhythm. "Come," he commands against my slick flesh. "Come on Daddy's tongue. Now."
And I’m done for…
…exploding with such intensity I think I might black out for a few seconds before screaming his name—or maybe just a wordless cry of release—my whole body convulsing as pleasure crashes over me.
“That’s it. Give all that sweet cream to me,” he whispers, working me through it, slowing his touch as I come down, then licking up my climax.
I'm still trembling when he rises up over me, and I see he's raging hard again. Or maybe he never stopped being hard. Either way, his cock is thick and ready, and the look in his eyes is nearly penetrating enough.
"I need to be inside you," he rasps. "I need to fuck you and make you mine."
“I’m on the pill,” I breathe, reaching for him. "Take me, Daddy."
He pulls back just long enough to strip off the rest of his clothes, and I drink in the sight of him. His shoulders are firm and broad, arms ripped, his chest defined with the perfect amount of silver hair. His muscled stomach is rugged and sexy, and his ass is tight and biteable (which I so plan to do at some point).
He moves over me, positioning his cock at my entrance, and pauses. "Look at me."
I lock my eyes with his.
"I want to see your face when I claim you."
He pushes in slowly, and we both groan at the feeling. He stretches me more than I expect, filling me up completely. I feel every inch of him as he sinks deeper, and by the time he's all the way in, I'm trembling.
"You’re so tight and wet," he says. "So fucking wonderful."
Then he starts to thrust.
He goes slow at first. Long, deep strokes that hit the best places inside me. But I can feel his control fraying, can feel the tension in his muscles as he fights it.
"Don't hold back," I tell him, wrapping my legs around his waist. "I can take it, Daddy. I want it all."
“Oh, sweetheart…”The next thrust ishard. And exquisite. He thrusts into me again and again, his body slapping against mine, driving into me with raw unrestrained power.
"This pussy belongs to me now," he growls against my ear.
"It’s yours, Daddy" I gasp.
"That's right." He shifts the angle slightly and I nearly choke with the depth. "Is this big cock hitting all those hidden, neglected places, baby?"
"Yes—oh god, yes."
"You want this cock to fill you up?"
"Please…"
He's relentless. Every thrust drives me higher, and his filthy words in my ear push me closer to the edge. I'm clawing at his back, leaving marks I'll probably feel guilty about later, but right now all I can do is hold on.
"Who do you belong to?" he demands.
"You, Daddy. Only you."
"That's my good girl." He pounds into me, deep and hard. "You feel so fucking good wrapped around me. Made for me."
I'm close…so close. The pressure builds again while his cock drives into me, taking me higher.
