Page 1 of Hired By My Rich Baby Daddy 2

Several hours prior…

"Mmm." I was woken up to probably some of the best head I'd gotten in a while. Eyes half-closed, I let off a yawn before looking down and smirking.

Ginger's eyes met mine, and that's when she started performing even more, sucking the brown off my shit, never once breaking eye contact. I placed my hand on her head, and she moaned more than me.

She sat up for a second, eyes on me while she worked it. Spit on my dick, slurped it back into her mouth, then spit on it again, repeating the same shit until I was bricked all the way up.

"Shit," I mumbled.

I was wide awake now, and she looked good sucking it, titties sitting pretty, orange hair messy and all over the place. She kept sucking like she was getting paid for it and didn’t wanna lose her job around this muthafucka.

A few short moments later, she finally came up for air, propped her chin on my thigh, and blinked at me all innocent, like she wasn't just down there doing the most.

“Happy birthday, Boo Daddy!”

I laughed. Couldn't help it. I reached down and grabbed her arm. "Come here."

"Uh-uh. Let me handle this first."

"Gin, come here."

"I said let me handle it, Ozy." She kissed me, then said, "Lay back and shut up. I know what I'm doing," teasing me.

"I know you do, but come here, though."

Her eyes lit up. "69? Oh, you're in a good mood. You never wanna 69."

She got up and slowly slid out of her thong, throwing it to the floor.

"That's 'cause yo' ass be tryna kill a nigga."

She giggled. "Sorry, bae. It just be so good."

"Yeah, aight. Just bring yo' ass on."

"Mmm… yes, Daddy."

She assumed the position, and I started eating her pussy. I was only a few licks in, and she was already doing the most, but we continued to please each other like we were in a competition to see who could make the other cum first. I wasn't no puppy when it came to eating pussy, so I wasn't surprised when she tapped out first.

"Oh, fuck, Ozyris! Oh… my… GOD!"

I sopped up every drop and flipped her over. She looked up at me with dreamy eyes, same as she always did. I pinned her legs back and slid in. She tensed up but eventually got used to my size. I leaned down and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I started drilling her shit.

Her pussy was good, but it wasn't…

Never mind.

I didn’t even know what the fuck I was saying right now.

“Shit…” I panted, out of breath, and a few strokes later she came again right before I pulled out, letting all my lil’ niggas swim on her belly.

I rolled over beside her, and I already knew what the fuck she was 'bout to say.

"You know…" She sat up a little. "You don't always have to pull out."

“I know,” I said and laid there for probably a good two or three minutes, with her just running her mouth ’bout a bunch of shit I wasn’t even listening to, before I stood up to grab her a rag from the bathroom.

She hopped up too. “We might as well just hop in the shower together. We don’t wanna be late.”