Page 96 of Until I Find You

“Want another one, baby?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Say please.”

“P-please, Daddy.”

I fit another finger into her, and her body jumps. “So full, baby girl.”

As she continues to bounce, I pull one strap of her dress down, exposing her breast.

I pop her pebbled nipple into my mouth, eliciting a loud groan from her. And while I lap at the tender bud, I continue to circle her clit with my thumb until I can tell she’s getting tired.

“You want to come for Daddy?”

“Nnngh, yes Daddy.” When her voice gets low and rumbly, it sets off my arousal like nothing else. Because she’s a good little girl, but she’s also a full ass woman who knows what she wants.

“Circle your hips.”

Camilla winds her hips around and whimpers, my fingers prodding at her in all the right places.

“That’s my good girl.”

“Close, I’m close.”

A knot forms in my throat. “Look at Daddy when you come.”

Camilla’s eyes pop open.

I press her clit like a button.

Her whole body jumps and stutters. Her walls clench around my fingers and a brittle whine breaks from her mouth.

“That’s right, baby, I’ve got you. Keep going.” I continue to pump my fingers.

She does. And she doesn’t take her eyes from mine. They’re clouding with tears.

“Intense, baby?”

All Camilla can do is hum.

Her hands clamp on my shoulders, and her hips buck a few times on my hand before every muscle in her body gives out, and she drapes herself over my shoulder.

With reluctance, I remove my fingers from her sweet pussy.

“Let me taste,” I whisper.

She watches as I pop them in my mouth and moan at the taste of her angelic essence.

“So sweet for me.” I lick the tip of my thumb.

Camilla smiles at me, one hand against my pounding heart. A smile so sweet, you’d be shocked to know she was just writhing on my fingers.

“Get on your belly. I’m fucking you now.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

Camilla rolls onto the seat, face down, ass up.

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