Page 42 of Daddy's Heart

“Do you want something, sweetheart? Tell Daddy what you need.” He lowered his face until his lips hovered over her clit. He took in a deep breath, taking in her arousal, her need.

“My clit. Please touch my clit,” she urged.

Using his thumbs, he pulled her pussy lips apart to expose the swollen bud. “Like this?” he asked, running the pad of his thumb over her clit while continuing his paced strokes.

She groaned, annoyed at wanting more and having to wait like a good girl until her Daddy gave it to her. He chuckled and bit down on her inner thigh.

Her sharp hiss nearly snapped his resolve, but he was determined to make the moment last. To take her and claim her and leave her with no doubt as to who she belonged to.

“Please.” She pulled on his shoulders. “No teasing,”

He laughed again. “Who makes the rules around here, little girl?” he asked, biting down again on her thigh.

“You do!” she cried out, trying to wiggle away, but all he had to do was curl his fingers, finding the sweet spot that made her melt, to keep her where she was.

“Shhh, be my good girl,” he prompted, then lightly flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit.

She gasped and moaned. He’d never heard such beautiful music before.

With more practiced patience, he licked her pussy, suckled her clit, and pumped his fingers until he could feel her resolve starting to crumble. Her erratic breaths and moans were building.

He pulled his hand free of her and quickly scrambled up her body, covering her with his own. Caging her face with his hands, he stared down at her. Her eyes were full of arousal, yes, but more, so much more at the foundation of it. The emotions, raw and intense, mirrored his own as her bright eyes shined up at him.

“I know we talked about it, but are you sure you’re okay bareback?” He brushed the hair from her face, his cock pressing against her entrance. Her legs spread farther beneath him, and her hips arched up at him.

“Yes. I told you, I got my shot last month.” She reached up and captured his face with her hands, pulling him down to kiss her.

He gave into her demanding gesture and sank into her heat with one quick thrust. She cried out, throwing her head back as he dragged his cock backward and plowed forward again.

“Samantha,” he growled, rocking into her body harder and harder, while her nails dug into his shoulders. Every bit of her body touched him, setting him on fire. “Mine.” He crushed his lips to hers as he deepened his thrusts, quickened his pace.

“Yours,” she promised when he released her. Her hands wove around his neck, while her legs wrapped around his waist. “All yours.”

He claimed what was his with harder strokes, moving faster and faster, driving them both to the very end of control. Her heels dug into his ass.

He untangled himself from her arms and leaned up, needing the power and strength that came from owning such a precious gift.

Reaching between them, he found her slick clit and rubbed his thumb over it.

“OH!” It was the bringing of the tidal wave. She grasped his arms and cried out as he drove into again and again, feeling the waves of her orgasm sweep her away.

Her body contracted, her pussy thickened and pulled him deeper, dragging his own release from his body.

Yelling out her name and feeling only the intense crash of pleasure bombard him, he thrust once more and gave into his orgasm. His cock throbbed inside her hot passage until his breath, his heart, and his mind faded into a black haze of utopia.

As he came down from the cloud of pleasure, he fell forward onto his forearms, bracing himself over her.

Her fingers trailed up and down his back in a gentle gesture, waiting for him to gather his thoughts—and his breath. So quickly, she’d become something more than a roommate. Something more than a houseguest. It hadn’t taken much, but there it was. He’d claimed her.

This wasn’t a casual fuck. This hadn’t been friends giving away benefits. This was more. Too much for him to consider at the moment with her looking up at him with all her sweetness. Looking into her eyes, he sensed she felt the same. Emotion filled her gaze, her mouth quirked up in a smile. This hadn’t been a mindless fuck for her either.

He planted a kiss to her lips, then withdrew from her body. He rolled off her and sat beside her, pulling her thigh to rest on his lap. His come trickled out of her pussy. With his fingertip, he smeared some of the hot liquid across her mons.

“What are you doing?” she asked, pushing herself up to her elbows.

“Marking what’s mine.”

Chapter 17

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