“Daddy, please,” I beg, trying to jerk away. “It’s too much.”
He chuckles darkly, the vibration sending another jolt of pleasure through me. “You can take it.” Before I can protest, his hands slide up my body, guiding me upright until I’m straddling him properly. “Be a good girl and ride my face,” he instructs, his hands gripping my thighs.
I hesitate for a moment, worried about smothering him, but his grip tightens, pulling me down until I’m flush against his mouth. “Don’t worry about me,” he growls, kissing the words against my most sensitive spots. “Daddy wants to drown in you.”
I rock my hips, gliding my slick pussy over his tongue. He groans, the sound vibrating through my entire body, and his cock twitches where it lies, heavy against his stomach, rock hard and ready for more.
“Fuck, you taste good,” he moans, his tongue delving deeper. “So sweet, running over my chin.”
I moan, my head falling back as pleasure courses through me. His hands grip my thighs tighter, holding me onto his face with such force I don’t know how he’s still breathing. Pinned to his mouth, I’m completely at his mercy.
His tongue and lips work in perfect harmony to drive me right to the edge. I can feel myself teetering on the verge of another orgasm, this one more intense than the last. I splay my hands across his chest and brace myself as my hips begin to move on their own accord.
“That’s it. Ride my face.”
I do, rocking my hips faster as pleasure builds. A scream tears from my throat, and my hips spasm uncontrollably as my release crashes through me.
With a low, predatory chuckle that vibrates through my entire body, Jagger shifts his weight. Not heeding his injury, he playfully tosses me off his face, and I land in the center of the bed with a soft bounce, the duvet puffing up around me.
Before I can catch my breath, he’s scrambling over me, his larger frame covering mine completely. His thick shaft rests against my stomach while he hovers above me, his chest heaving and eyes burning with hunger.
Blake, beneath me, cheeks flushed and eyes glassy with satisfaction, is the most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever seen. Her chest rises and falls with each ragged breath, her lips slightly parted as she looks up at me, her dark eyes full of a mixture of lust and anticipation, and her thighs eagerly spreading to make room for me.
I’ll never get enough of this woman.
I lean down, bracing my weight on my forearms to avoid crushing her or putting too much pressure on my injury. A whimper escapes her throat as I rock my hips, dragging my cock over her pussy and against her stomach. The friction sends electricity straight through my veins. My injury protests slightly, but the pain only sharpens my focus, makes every sensation more intense.
“Look at you,” I murmur, my voice a low, rough rasp. The morning light filters through the windows, catching in her eyes, turning them to molten chocolate. “So beautiful. Spread wide for Daddy.”
Her hands coming up to rest on my biceps, she timidly asks, “Are you going to fuck me with your big cock, Daddy?”
I lower my face until our lips are just a breath apart, and her exhale warms my skin. “Is that what you want?” I ask, nudging her chin to the side with my face so I can nuzzle her neck. She tilts her head to give me better access to her throat. “Do you want Daddy’s cock to stretch your little pussy? Is that what my girl needs?”
She swallows hard, her throat bobbing. “Yes.” Her voice trembles slightly.
“Good girl,” I praise, a slow, satisfied smile spreading across my face. “Show me. Spread your pussy nice and wide.”
Reaching between her thighs, her fingers slide along her pussy. She pulls it wide as she spreads her thighs further, granting me an impeccable view of her glistening flesh and the tight little hole for my cock. A groan rattles from my chest at the sight.
I position myself at her entrance, the swollen head of my cock resting against her slick, eager pussy. Without warning, I drive forward, forcing her body to make room for me as I bury myself in her. The cry that trembles from her lips is a sharp, high-pitched sound of pure pleasure. A surge of possessiveness through me. I pull out and slam every inch of me into her again. She’s so fucking tight wrapped around me that I can feel her pulsing around my cock, a frantic, fluttering rhythm that matches my own.
“You take me so well,” I praise, my hips flexing as I work up to a steady rhythm as her pussy becomes more accepting. “This little body was made for me. Made to take every inch of my cock.”
Her body quivers beneath me, her nails digging into the swollen lips of her pussy as I sink deeper with every thrust until I’m filling her completely with each one. “Touch yourself,” I command, my eyes not once leaving hers as I drive into her. “Show Daddy how much you love when he breeds you.”
Without hesitation, she licks her fingers and slides her hand between her legs. Her fingers find her clit, and she begins to circle it, her movements matching the rhythm of my thrusts. The sight of her pleasuring herself while I’m fucking her is almost enough to make me lose control. My balls tighten, a familiar heat building at the base of my spine. I fight against the urge with every ounce of my being, wanting to draw out both our pleasure.
Her eyes roll back, and her mouth falls open in a silent scream. She quivers around my cock as she comes, and I need more. “Don’t stop,” I grit. Opening my mouth, I let my saliva drip over her fingers. She moans at the surge of slipperiness coating them.
“Who gets to breed this perfect little pussy?” I ask, my thrusts becoming even more feral and possessive.
“You, Daddy,” she manages to gasp out, her fingers moving more diligently over and around her clit. “It’s all yours.”
“And who gets to fill this greedy little pussy with their seed?”
“Only you, Daddy,” she moans, her body trembling beneath me.
Her words—hercompletesurrender—are almost myundoing. “Fuck, I’m going to spend a lifetime breeding you.”
