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“Daddy,” I whine through the belt between my teeth.

“Shhh, doll. Be a good girl for Daddy.” I mewl when he bites down on my clit, swallowing back the scream that claws up my throat.

Adding his fingers to the mix, one slips into my pussy, getting soaked before moving back. I tense as he pushes the digit through my back door. It’s uncomfortable at first, but then he adds one to my pussy, and I come undone. Locked in the throes of the most powerful orgasm of my life, my body jerks in his hold, and he doesn’t stop even as I attempt to nudge him off. Feet on his shoulders, pushing, Galen doesn’t move. He eats me to another orgasm, sucking them out of me like they’re candy and I’m feeding him the sweetest treat in the world.

“Please, please, please, Daddy Galen, I can-” Another hits, and I swear I black out. He adds a second digit to each hole, his teeth massaging my sensitive bundle while his eyes lock on mine, and I realize he won’t stop until he’s ready, and I had just better hang on for the ride.

Tears spring to the surface, and I can’t keep them from falling as my back bows again, and my legs shake uncontrollably as he sucks more energy from me, lapping at my pussy in languid strokes to bring me down from the edge.

A sob escapes me, and his eyes soften with pleasure when he finally withdraws his mouth from my body. His fingers remain, gently stroking in and out of each hole until I spasm again.

“You are so fucking perfect. Do you have any idea how hot it is that you can come so many times in a row without needing a break and more stimulation? I bet I could make you come from sucking on your tits, too.” I don’t argue; he probably could.

His hands retreat from my body, and he licks and sucks the fingers on the hand that had a field day with my sex before grabbing some wet wipes and washing his other ones.

“Tonight, we have plans. What time is your last class finished?”

“Uhm…” He expects me to form coherent thoughts after what he just did to me? “Five, I think.”

“I’ll be here by then.” As he begins cleaning me up and then feeds me a turkey sandwich with a bowl of strawberries and a bottle of water, I realize over an hour has passed since we entered his car.

“What about you?” I’m hesitant to ask, but he made me see the moon.

His lips lift in a sexy smirk that makes me wet all over again. “I’ll begin teaching you how to suck my dick tonight.” My eyes widen because he makes it sound like a threat, and with how big his appendage is, I think it just might be.

Glancing down at his lap, I notice how hard he is and can’t help asking, “Can I have a little taste, Daddy? Please.” I pout, hoping he’ll give me what I want. He’s come on me twice now, and neither time did I get even a hint of what he tastes like.

“Yeah, baby doll, you can.” He groans as he undoes his pants, releasing a dick that has to be too large to fit in any of my orifices. He’s massive. More so than the glimpses I caught previously.

Oh boy.

“Lick Daddy up like a lollipop.” Moaning my need, I slip down to my knees between his legs and grab hold. My hands don’t even wrap all the way around him. “Squeeze tight as you can, baby.”

Gulping, I say a prayer before dipping down to lick across the slit at the top. He’s wet and hot and pulses in my palms as I lap up the drops of cum leaking from him. I startle when his strong hand cups the back of my head.

“Keep licking, Piper.” The way he groans indicates he’s close to coming, and I want that; I want every part of him. And I want to swallow him all the way down.

“Yes, Daddy Galen.” A jet of cum spurts from the tip, making a mess of my lips. Glancing up, I hold eye contact as I lick him off my mouth and make a show of letting him see his pleasure on my tongue before ingesting it.

“Put the tip in your mouth and suck.” I do as he says and squeeze my fists tighter around his girth before jacking him off.

Both of his hands dig through my hair now, and he secures me in place as he thrusts in shallow dips so only the crown of his cock pumps in and out of my mouth. I moan deeply when I feel him begin to explode.

“Fucking swallow like my dirty little whore.” My core pulses with need at his word choice. Lord, this man does wild things to me. “Fuck, Pipe, fuck,” he groans loudly as I continue to swallow him down, not wasting a single drop.

Once he’s finished and his body relaxes, I lick along his shaft, treating him to a warm tongue bath until he shudders and yanks me back by the hair.

Slamming his lips over mine, he fucks my mouth with his tongue, and I squirm in his lap, needing to feel like we’re one and worrying that he’ll run off once he gets what we both so desperately want.

“Tonight.” Galen traces my jaw with a finger, tipping my head up so I can stare him in the eye. “I’m making you mine.” My eyes widen, and I give a nod of my head.

How I wish I knew what I was agreeing to at that moment.

CHAPTER 6

Galen

“She’s a fucking bitch. Never should have asked her out.” Marcus is six sheets to the wind by the time I get to his house after spending an hour making the woman he’s talking about come all over my face. Christ, she was more perfect than I ever could have dreamed.

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