Page 102 of Big Boss Daddy


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“So much.” And more. So much more.

He tries to move me back, I assume so he can look at me and see if I’m really ready, but I am.

“I want to. With you.”

“Alright.” He rolls his chair back from the desk. “Take your pants off and bend over the desk.”

“Right now?” I gasp, but the thought of bending over his desk has me feeling deliciously naughty. He nods his head vigorously. “Eager?” I tease.

“Very.”

My hands go to the button of my jeans, but then I stop.

“What’s wrong?”

“We’ll need lube.”

I giggle when he grabs a new bottle of lube from the top drawer.

He winks when he sees me smiling at him. “I was hopeful.”

“It’s good to be prepared.” I nod in agreement, and he rips the wrapper off and is about to coat his fingers. “Wait!” I shout, and he pauses. “Can you unbutton your shirt? I like the idea of you being a little disheveled while I’m totally at your mercy.” He smirks and stops to undress. My eyes follow his fingers as he reveals his gorgeous chest. My mouth waters when I see his nipples.

“Rabbit.”

“Huh?”

He chuckles. “I’m glad you enjoy the view, but could you take off your hoodie, please?” I do. “Good, now, bend forward, chest on the desk.” There’s naked hunger in his eyes, and I smile as I lay down. “Perfect.” His fingers trail down the middle of my spine. “So smooth.” He licks his lips. “And warm.” When his hands reach the dimples of my tailbone, I tense, but he’s quick to soothe me. “Easy, rabbit. I won’t hurt you. Just say stop, and I will.”

“Okay.” I relax and lay my head down.

“Good boy. Now spread your legs for me.” I do, but he spreads them wider and pulls his chair up behind me. His hands run up and down my legs, giving me a gentle massage and time to relax. “This is the most gorgeous ass I’ve ever seen.” With each pass, his hands move farther up to my groin. “I can’t wait to see my dick buried between these cheeks.”

“Daddy, please?” I beg when his fingers brush over my hole for like the tenth time. He chuckles, and I hear the glorious sound of a cap snicking open. “Yes,” I whisper. His warm fingers massage the tender skin of my hole, and I tense.

I remind myself how much I used to enjoy playing with my hole. How much dick I could take. My body relaxes slightly, so I continue my pep talk. I am a power bottom, and I’m going to take that power back.

“That’s good, baby.” There’s a hint of pressure at my hole, and his finger slides smoothly inside. I brace for pain, but nothing comes, so I relax even further. Daddy won’t hurt me. “Fuck, you’re tight.” I bet I am after all the stitches— Nope, not right now. Thankfully, he pushes in even farther, and I moan in pleasure.

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Mmm. I like you saying my name all breathy and needy.”

“I need you. Need more.” My hips push back to meet his gently thrusting fingers.

He chuckles. “Easy, rabbit. Let’s take it slow.”

“No.” I wiggle my ass, and when he groans, I know I’ve got him. “More.”

“So needy.” There’s another finger at my entrance, and I accept it easily.

“Yes!” It feels good, like, really good.

“You like it?” He’s teasing, but I can tell he’s checking in too.

“So fucking much.” He slaps my ass lightly and scolds.

“Naughty boy.” He leans down to whisper his next words in my ear. “Maybe I should stop playing with you as punishment.”