Page 67 of Saving Sophia

I bobbed my head up and down vigorously.

He cocked his head and offered his crooked smile. “Too bad little girls don’t get to come after discipline spankings.”

I whimpered in frustration. The chastisement did nothing to cool me off. In fact, it turned the flames up higher. Was spontaneous combustion from unresolved lust a thing? I guess I was about to find out.

“What about Daddies?” I whispered, squeezing him again.

His eyes sparkled, and his hands slid down to grip my burning bottom. “Do you want to please Daddy?”

I nodded my head up and down again.

“Then get on your knees.”

I slid down his lap, melting against his body as I moved to my knees on the floor between his legs. Somehow, I pulled off the move with absolutely no embarrassing flubs.

High five, Amber Jade.

“Unbuckle my belt and take down my pants,” he commanded, sliding up to sit on the edge of the chair.

I found his belt and buttons and tugged them open. He watched my fingers work, his eyes like ash and fire, ready to consume me. His hips thrust up as I pulled his khakis and boxers down. My face and hands were just inches from his rigid cock. The word felt delicious and dirty in my mind, and I didn’t flinch away.

I tore my gaze away and searched his face, ready for direction. He nodded, reaching one hand down to caress my cheek. He slid his thumb under my chin to hold me steady, sending a thrill down my spine.

He ran the fingers of his other hand into my hair.

“Open your mouth, baby girl.”

I did as I was told, and he guided me right to the tip of his cock, thick and ready. I extended my tongue, running it slowly along his ridge before sucking him straight into my mouth.

He let out a groan and tightened his fingers in my hair. I sucked harder, letting my tongue explore.

Callie had given me more blowjob descriptions than I could count, and I had enthusiasm on my side, if not much practical experience. I relaxed my throat and tried taking him deeper, relishing the feeling of him swelling bigger as I sucked.

“That’s so good, baby girl,” he crooned.

His praise lit me up and urged me on. I let my mouth drench him as I took him deeper down my throat. Warning signals made my eyes water. I’d gag if I went much further, but I wanted to take him all the way down. I wanted to do that for him.

He guided me with his hands but let me have some control. Let me ease into it. His hips rose slightly every time I pushed my lips down his shaft, meeting my effort and working with me, enjoying my mouth around him.

Those little thrusts thrilled me. My butt still burned from his hand; my nerves buzzed and tingled. My thighs slipped against each other, desperate for friction I knew I couldn’t have, but my heart pounded with the desire to please him. A feral little pleasure hum rumbled in my throat as my lips glided faster.

He evened out my pace, not pushing past where I could go, but showing me what he liked. I loved accepting his control and relaxed my throat a little more. He slid slightly deeper and hit my limit. I gagged as my throat closed up. He let me recover, and I sucked harder to cover my embarrassment.

“Good girl.” His voice was thick and rough, pleased and unrelenting all at once. “Keep going.”

I found the place I could manage and took him there, fast and eager, needing to please him more than I needed air. He stopped thrusting, letting me work to bring him over the top. He swelled between my lips, his hands gripping my shoulders, his control retreating with a guttural moan as he gave himself over to me, and I drove down and took him deep one more time.

“Yes,” he hissed, his thick cock pulsing in my mouth, streaming down my throat as he came. “Oh, fuck yes, Sophie.”

Pride swirled through me as I swallowed him down, heat flaring when he moaned my name.

I made sure I took it all before gently releasing him as he eased his grip on my shoulders. “Christ, sweet girl,” he groaned. “You’re fucking incredible.”

I laid my head against his thigh, still buzzing from the thrill of making him come in my mouth. He stroked my cheek lazily, his breath evening, his body relaxing.

“I gagged a little,” I started, but he tapped my lips with a finger.

“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced. You will not apologize for that, or I’ll have you over my knee till your ass is on fire and I won’t let you come for a week.”

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