Page 18 of Wedding Daddy

“You want me to fuck you, don’t you?” he asked as his hands moved to her sex, fingers brushing through the smooth curls that led the way to the glistening pink lips of her pussy.

“Yes,” she moaned, jerking in response as his thumb stroked over her clit.

“Then show me that you deserve to get fucked by me.”

“I’ll do anything you want,” she whispered, eyes hooded as she raised herself on her elbow and watched him move down her body.

She felt the heat of his breath fan against her pussy, and her toes curled.

“Remember our deal. You don’t come until I tell you to.” Before she could reconsider her choice, he lowered his head and swiped his tongue through the dripping wet slit of her pussy. Jill cried out, her back rising from the bed as she thrust her crotch toward his mouth.

Immediately, she wanted more. She needed more than he was giving her and was prepared to fight to get it. His hands on her hips pinned her down as he continued to sip at her pussy, lips and tongue cleaning every drop of liquid arousal around her sex but somehow missing the very place she needed him to focus on.

“Please,” she said, forgetting her earlier decision. “Stop teasing me.”

His tongue teased the engorged nub of her throbbing clit, licking over and around it before dipping lower. It was intentional and cruel, and she couldn’t get enough of it as his lips and tongue licked a circle around the sensitive entrance to her pussy. Every time she raised her hips to meet him or tried to position herself so he touched where she needed him to, he would stop, leaving her stuck in limbo for a few seconds as she prayed for him to continue.

“Please,” she tried again, tears almost in her eyes. “You asked me to beg, so I’m begging.”

He raised his head and looked at her. “Not asking for the right thing will get you nothing, baby.”

“But I am,” she cried out.

“Say it. Say what you really want, baby.”

“I want you. Licking my pussy and sucking on my clit. Please, eat my pussy,” she begged shamelessly. “Please, Daddy…”

She heard a growl rumble in his chest an instant before his lips covered the throbbing nub between the sensitive folds of her pussy, and she screamed as he sucked her clit into his mouth and licked it with his tongue. Pleasure exploded inside her. Brilliant shards of white-hot lightning sizzled over her nerve endings and burned through her flesh. Her clitoris swelled beneath the assault, her body tightened, and she held her breath as his tongue and lips sucked and kissed her pussy.

Dazed pleasure filled her, and the world narrowed itself to nothing but his touch, to his mouth, his tongue. To the incredible sensations racing through her with a speed that had her gasping for breath. And that was when she realized she’d made a huge mistake because this path led her only to one place. The very place he’d forbade her to go without his permission.

Yet Jill knew asking him to let her come was the same as denying herself of this pleasure. And she would explode if she had to endure this one second more than she needed to. Panting for breath, she tried to move her hips against his tongue, trying to reach the pinnacle of pleasure she could feel waiting for her. But his hands were firm now, demanding. They gripped her hips and held her in place, restraining her above him as he drove her rapidly insane with each kiss, each lick.

She clawed at the sheets beneath her, her legs jerking and kicking as she fought to spur him harder and get him to push her over the cliff. He took her to the very edge, then left her hanging over it for a second as he pressed his tongue deep in her pussy, licking against her walls. And for a moment, it felt like she’d arrived. Like nothing could stop her orgasm. Then he pulled back, and Jill’s eyes fell open, her mouth wide with a scream of protest.

“Told you,” he said as he straddled her. “You don’t come until I say you do.”

Her first instinct was to slide her hand between her legs and finish the job herself before she lost all the momentum, but he grabbed her hands and pinned them down. And when she bucked and tried to throw him off, he used his body to pin her down. Then he was moving quickly up her body, one hand tugging on his briefs, and before she could protest, his cock was out and pressing against her lips.

She gasped, shocked by the sheer size of his male member. Taking the opportunity, he slid it into her mouth, and she gagged.

“That’s it,” he growled, one hand cradling her head and the other still holding her hands down.

But Jill was done fighting. She had other things on her mind, and she moaned hungrily in her throat as she took him even deeper in her mouth. As deep as she could. It left quite a few inches left, and she fought with him to get her hand free so she could close it around the base of his erection.

“Fuck me,” he groaned, grabbing her head to slow her down.

But she would not be stopped, and using her whole weight, she pushed him back so he was on his back on the bed. Her mouth covered the bulging head of his erection, and she began to suck and stroke him at the same time. What she lacked in experience, she more than made up for in enthusiasm. Moaning around the thick shaft, she took him deeper into her mouth.

“Easy, baby,” he crooned, one hand clenching a fistful of her hair as his hips thrust into her mouth. “Make it wet for me, baby. Just like that…” He sighed as she made her mouth wet for him, slurping and sucking on his erection with an innocence that made him even harder. “There you go, baby,” he whispered, his voice rough. “Just like that. Suck it slow and easy. Just like I intend to fuck you. Slow and easy, baby.”

Jill moaned as his fingers tightened in her hair. More than the cock brushing against the back of her throat or his grip on her hair, his words drove her the wildest. To be seen as an object of desire by him was an honor, and she trembled at how tender he sounded, even while saying the most explicit thing to her.

It was like being coached by a master, and she was a ready student.

“See how fucking sexy you look with your mouth wrapped around my cock like that,” he crooned, voice smoother than butter and deeper than the oceans. “You want me to come in your mouth, don’t you? Good little girl like you wants to taste Daddy’s cum, don’t you?”

She shuddered, moaning as she sucked even harder, the grip on his shaft tightening and her mouth growing wetter for him. She was wet herself, her pussy back to coating itself in readiness for him again. It was tempting to free one hand and stroke herself, touch her pussy as she sucked his cock. But the words he was saying made her want to focus on giving him pleasure. It felt good to hear him groan and grunt as he pushed himself inside her mouth, his cock so hard and hot it was like heated iron.

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