"You're a fucking miracle," he says. "Myfucking miracle."
"Daddy, please," I whimper.
There's a moment of silence between us.
"I didn't mean to call you that," I rush to add.
"Oh yes, you did," he says. “It’s not your first time calling me that, either. It’s your darkest desire.”
I look into his eyes.
And I remember.
When we first met, I was under the influence of an aphrodisiac. I can now recall what I said to him when we were in his car. I showed him my tits and said, “You can touch them if you want, Daddy.”
I remember it all now.
“It’s your darkest desire,” he says. “You want a daddy who can take care of your every need. And I’m going to be that man for you.”
Heat blooms through all of me. My cheeks feel like they're on fire.
"Is that understood?" he asks.
I nod.
"I want to hear you say it,piccola," he says.
"Yes, Daddy," I whisper, wondering why the word feels so right on my tongue.
"Good girl," he says. "You know exactly how to make a man lose his mind, don't you? I used to be a man with morals, but look at what you turned me into. I'm about to take your virginity on the floor like an animal."
His strong arms are braced on either side of my head as he pushes deeper inside me. There's visible strain on his face as he hits the barrier of my virginity.
I fall into the forbidden role.
"I don't mind," I whisper. "You work so hard. You deserve to feel good, Daddy."
He mutters a string of curses, his accent so thick that I can't decipher half of the words.
"You've played a very dangerous game, little darling,” he says. "And now, you're trapped underneath me with the tip of my cock buried inside you. You went too far, and there's no getting out of it now."
I shift my hips underneath him, making myself comfortable.
I wrap my arms around him and nod. He thrusts all the way inside me. The feeling of fullness takes my breath away. My eyes start to burn.
He remains inside me even though I can feel him pulsing.
"Are you okay?" he whispers.
"Yeah," I say. "It hurts, but it also feels good."
While looking into his eyes, I flex my muscles around the length of his cock.
"Jesus, where’d you learn that?" he asks.
"I just thought it would make you feel good," I say.
"You should not have done that, little bird," he says. "I was going to be gentle with you, but that little squeeze of your pussy took what remained of my sanity."
