Her eyes snap open and she snarls, actually snarls, before her thigh slaps against my cheek. She gasps, her tight little asshole clamping down on my fingers like a vise.
“Beg,” I emphasize with a flick of my tongue, going back to working her clit in circles, back and forth, up and down until her tits heave, lips parted, cheeks flushed. So fucking pretty when she’s wild, thoughtless, just reacting and needing what I’m giving her. “Tell me what you want.”
“Your—your cock! I told you,” she hisses.
“You don’t want to come?” I twist my fingers inside her, watching her spine bow like a whipcord.
“I do, I just…F-Fuck me! Please, Daddy, fuck me—”
I release her leg from my hand and bring my palm down on the side of her ass hard.
“I told you, you are not getting daddy’s cock right now and that’s for your own good. Now stop being a fucking brat and holding back. I want you to soak my face and sometimes, you’ll learn, it’s about what I want. Now, come on your dad’s face.”
I land one more smack on her ass, then shock her when the next two are delivered right to her clit with wet sharp smacks.
I waste no time going back to sucking on that little bud, now more sensitive with the delivery of a little pain and that’s all it takes.
She comes, wet and shaking under my mouth. Her ass and pussy full of me in one way or another.
I don’t stop.
I twist my fingers in her back door while my other hand fumbles for the vibe controller on the counter and I twist the mechanism at the top, turning it up to ten.
Her body is mine. Her head flinging back and forth, guttural, animalistic sounds coming out of my sweet little girl as her second climax is sharper, harder, more consuming. It’s a snarling crescendo that leaves her trembling and panting and soaking wet on the hard stone counter.
She barely notices when I withdraw from her ass, leaving her boneless and brainless for a few minutes while I clean up my hand, then step back to her side and give her a long, deep kiss before gripping her face, forcing her to meet my gaze.
“You’re mine,” I say, but it’s partially a lie. I’m hers. Have been for a long time.
When I ease her off the counter, she stumbles and I catch her against my chest.
“You’re a very good girl.” I praise, brushing her messy hair back from her cheeks.
“I have to get ready.”
“Yes, you do. Take your time. I’ll get things ready down here. I’ll play the perfect daddy, don’t worry. Everything is going to be okay. I’m here now, and it’s my job to be sure of just that.”
She leaves me standing there, cock still hard enough to punch nails, smelling her scent in every corner of my being.
Elodie
“Bravo. You clearly have the skills, Elodie,” Sophia says as I retake my seat, breathing heavily from the demonstration I just gave but also, from the low hum of the vibrator that’s still inside me.
It’s odd to dance for them here in the house but I guess it’s just a different sort of test. Something to see how you react to different situations. I did nearly come once, when Uncle Rye turns thevibrator onto a pulse sort of setting, but honestly, I think it helped my performance overall.
Got me out of my head a bit.
I grin and nod at the praise, which is about as high as I could hope for from an interview process.
I’m dressed in my leotard, which was the specification for the interview, but Uncle Rye wasn’t happy about it. Apparently, it shows off my ass and tits a little too well for his comfort with Alexander Patrykov here watching me.
I laughed it off as he growled. In the end, we agreed to a compromise: if he gets so much as a suspicion that Alexander is getting off on what he sees, he’ll carve out his eyeballs with a dessert spoon and feed them to him.
I got close to telling him that Alexander has made some of the other girls uncomfortable in the company. Even the things he’s said to me that I kept telling myself I was just mis-interpreting. After all, no one has said he’s done anything with them, so it’s probably just his style.
Not that Uncle Rye would care. I tucked that information away, I need to do this. I need this for my family.
But, what about me?
