Page 30 of Stealing Daddy's Heart

I've fantasized about hearing those words for so long. “Good girl,” I praise, sliding two fingers deep inside her slick heat while using my thumb to continue circling her clit with deliberate strokes. “You're so perfect for me.”

Her eyes darken with lust as she meets my gaze, a teasing smile playing on her lips. “Are you going to make me beg for it, Daddy? Because I might enjoy that a little too much.”

A low chuckle escapes me at her challenging words, my fingers curling within her as I hit that sweet spot. “If begging is what you want, Daddy is happy to oblige.”

Her moans grow louder as her body arches toward mine. “Open your eyes, baby girl. Watch me touch you.”

At my command, her eyes snap open, locking with mine as I slide a finger inside her. With a wicked grin, I pick up the pace, working her with my thumb. She gasps at the sensation, her hips bucking slightly as I add a second finger, stretching her open.

I can see she feels exposed and vulnerable but also powerful as my fingers work inside her, her body responding instinctively.

“You like that, don't you, baby girl?” I whisper huskily, my thumb pressing against her clit as my fingers move in and out, stretching and filling her.

“Yes,” she breathes, her eyes locked on mine as she surrenders to the pleasure. “I love it.”

“Tell me how much you want it, baby girl,” I command, my voice dripping with lust and authority. “Tell me how badly you need it.”

“Oh, Daddy... please... I need...” she pants, her nails digging deeper into my skin. “I'm close... so close. I need you to... to...”

“That's it, baby girl,” I encourage, twisting my wrist at just the right angle to send her over the edge. “Let it all out for Daddy.”

She lets out a high-pitched, wailing cry as she shatters, her body shuddering and arching against mine as her orgasm washes over her in waves. Her nails dig into my skin, but all I feel is the pleasure of her release.

“Good girl,” I whisper, kissing the top of her head as she trembles in my arms. “But I’m not done with you yet.”

I trail kisses down her body, savoring every inch of her soft skin. My lips linger on the spots that make her gasp and shiver, memorizing each reaction.

Her thighs fall apart instinctively as my mouth finally reaches its target—her swollen, nectar-coated center. Flicking my tongue, I tease her swollen clit, circling before lapping firmly, savoring the salty-sweet taste of her arousal. I feast on her, my dominant tendencies taking over as I revel in my power over her.

“I can't,” she moans, her hands fisting the sheets above her head. “It's too much.”

I chuckle darkly. “Oh, baby girl, we're only getting started.” Looking up at her through hooded lids, I add with authority, “You can and you will.”

My tongue resumes its relentless assault on her clit, lapping and sucking without mercy. As she begins to tremble, her body coiling like a spring, I know she's going to come apart for me again.

“Oh God... Daddy... I'm... I'm going to...” she pants, her hands gripping the sheets so tightly her knuckles turn white.

“That's it, baby girl,” I coax. “Let Daddy make you feel good.”

“Daddy, please,” she begs, her thighs tensing around my head as she raises her hips, searching for more. She's on the brink, and I want to take her there.

With one final flick of my tongue, Skylar explodes once more, her body trembling violently in orgasmic bliss. Her nails rakedown my back as she cries out, her release so powerful it leaves her gasping for air.

I don't let up; I know she can handle more. My fingers continue their rhythmic motion, massaging her G-spot as my mouth moves up to suckle on her hard nipples, alternating between them as she convulses beneath me.

“Please, Daddy,” she breathes, her voice husky with desire. Her hands tangle in my hair, tugging gently but insistently. “I need you inside me.”

And so, with a growl of desperation, I pull away from her perfect body and quickly sheath myself.Her eyes flutter open, confusion clouding their depths for a moment before they flicker down to where I'm positioning myself between her legs. Her breath hitches, her cheeks flushing as she realizes what's about to happen.

“We're going slow, babygirl,” I tell her, settling my weight more firmly against her, letting her feel just how much I want her. “But I can't promise to be gentle, not anymore.”

I hover over her, wanting to see her face as I slide inside her. Her eyes are glazed with longing, and her lips part in a silent plea. With one hand, I guide myself to her entrance, nudging forward just enough to feel her body yield. She's so hot and wet, and the sensation sends a jolt of need through me.

“Fuck,” I groan. The pleasure is so intense it's nearly painful.

With a slow, steady thrust, I slide deeper into her, feeling her body stretch to accommodate me. With a gentle nudge of my hips, I slide the rest of the way, seating myself deep inside her.

“Oh, God,” she moans, her nails biting into the skin of my shoulders. “You're so big.”

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