“Relax, baby girl. Let me tasteallof you. Be a good girl for Daddy and breathe.” His mouth vibrates against my clit as he speaks. When he’s done, he puts his lips around it and starts to suck, sending waves of euphoria through me in rapid shocks.
“Oh, fuck,” I murmur, letting my head fall against the mattress.
He chuckles and then does another swipe from clit to ass, pausing briefly at my asshole to run his tongue around the tight ring. I want to pull away. To tense up. But even more than that, I want to be his good girl because, even though this feels so wrong, it feels amazing.
“Fucking love how you taste, angel,” he mutters as he runs his teeth against the delicate skin over my clit, scraping with just enough pressure to make it pleasurable. Then, out of nowhere,he rolls me onto my stomach and grabs my hips, pulling my ass up before burying his face between my legs. I suck in a breath as my vision goes fuzzy, pain radiating through me from the sudden movement. Thankfully, he can’t see my face as I squeeze my eyes shut while the burning sensation slowly fades, and I’m distracted again by his tongue.
Pressure builds, but every time I get close to the edge, and my moans become louder, he slows down, pulling me back. It’s a sweet game of torture.
He pulls his face away from my pussy and replaces it with a finger, rubbing circles over the delicate nub. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says on an exhale. A second later, he pulls away, and I hear foil ripping.
“So beautiful and tonight, you’re Daddy’s good girl, aren’t you?” he asks.
Nodding, I close my eyes and brace myself as he lines the head of his cock up to my pussy, nudging in slowly. I shiver and arch more for him, his cock stretching me so wide.
Oh my God.
He’s so big.
“Fuck,” he mutters quietly as he pushes in, inch by inch, giving me time to get used to his size. “Jesus, Ace. You’re so fucking tight.”
Reaching between us, he swipes his thumb over my clit, and I jolt, moaning as pleasure rushes through me.
My leg burns, but I breathe through it, not wanting to ruin this moment. As I let out a half-moan, half-whimper, he groans and digs the tips of his fingers into my flesh.
“I’m sorry, baby. I’m trying not to go too fast. Close your eyes and feel me touch your swollen little clit.”
Doing as he says, I let my lids flutter shut as I let air flow from my lungs while I grip the crisp white comforter beneathme. He strokes my clit a few times, spreading my arousal over the sensitive spot.
“You’re dripping down my cock like such a good girl,” he says while he pushes a little more of his shaft in. “Fucking Christ.”
His praise sends a ripple through me, and my entire body relaxes. As if he feels it, he thrusts the rest of the way in and stops, his hips resting against my ass.
I startle when he takes a hand off my hip, then gently slides the palm of his hand from the top of my ass all the way along my spine.
“Are you okay, Ace?” he asks, stroking my back again.
A thick lump slides into my throat, and I have to swallow before I squeak out, “Yeah. I’m good.”
Why is he being tender right now? I didn’t expect this. I expected a man like him to rail the fuck out of me until I can’t walk straight. That’s what I thought I was signing up for when I agreed to come up with this intimidating, tattooed, powerful-looking man. So this soft side is catching me off guard. I don’t like it.
Actually, I do. Andthat’sa problem. This is supposed to be fun.
“Fuck me,” I breathe out.
He slaps his palm on my ass, the sound echoing in the room. “You don’t tell me what to do, baby girl. If you want something, you ask Daddy nicely.”
Oh, God.
Why do I love the way he talks to me like that?
“Please fuck me, Daddy,” I whisper while I try to move my pelvis to get some friction. His hand, still on my hip, tightens, holding me firmly as he spanks my ass again.
“You’re still not asking,” he says, his voice calm, like this isn’t bothering him one bit. He soothes his palm over the blooming sting and then smacks it again. “AskDaddy for what you want.”
Letting out a soft breath, I close my eyes, glad he’s not forcing any kind of eye contact right now. “Will you pretty please fuck me, Daddy?”
As soon as I say the words, he leans over me and presses a kiss to my neck, just below my ear. “Such a nice way of asking. Your wish is my command, angel.”
