Page 27 of Possessing Paisley

“If I push you too far, tap my thigh three times.” I meet her gaze to make sure she understands before I tighten my grip on her thick black tresses and start thrusting inside her mouth. “Open your throat, baby. Take Daddy all the way in. You’re such a good girl. Such a brat most of the time, but damn, this makes up for it.”

The corners of her mouth pull back slightly, and her eyes flash with mischief, but she accepts my challenge and relaxes so I can fuck her mouth even deeper.

Every muscle in my body tightens. I yank her head away from me before I explode. The only place I’m coming tonight is in her bare little pussy.

I reach down and pull her to her feet, then lift and carry her to my four-poster bed, lowering her onto her back with her ass at the edge. Her cunt glistens with dew. As badly as I want to taste her right now, I might die if I don’t fuck her.

“Ready for Daddy to fuck you hard and fast?”

She bobs her head, her hands going to her breasts. When I reach down and press my thumb to her clit, she cries out and arches her chest to the ceiling.

“Please,” she begs. “Please fuck me. I need you right now.”

“Play with your pretty nipples for me, baby. Make it feel good for you. I want you to come on my cock over and over again.”

Lining myself up to her opening, I fist my dick and swipe the head over her slit several times, coating it with her wetness. Every time I slide it over her clit, she jolts and moans. It’s music to my ears. It’s also torture. I’m trying to control myself. Take things at a pace that doesn’t overwhelm her, but those noises she’s making are nearly enough to make me come. She’s so sensitive and responsive. So beautiful as she throws her head back and grips the comforter while she lets me pleasure her.

I keep teasing her, enjoying every second of it. After a few beats, she opens her eyes and glares at me. “If you don’t hurry up and fuck me, I’m going to finish myself off.”

Just as quickly as she snapped at me, I use my cock and slap it against her pussy. She screams and tries to close her knees, but I’m wedged in too close.

“You’re not in charge here, Paisley. I am. You’re going to learn that really quickly. Now shut the fuck up, pretty girl, and come for me.” I slam into her, and she screams, her hands coming to my chest as she claws at me.

“Fuck! Kieran,” she sobs. “You’re so big and thick.”

“Yeah, baby. And you’re so fucking tight,” I murmur through gritted teeth. “You’re trying to strangle me with this cunt.”

She wiggles her hips, and I take it as an invitation to start moving again. In slow strokes, I pump in and out of her, watching as my cock sinks into her each time.

I’m a man who takes pride in the amount of control I have, but right now, I don’t have any. Unable to stop myself, I fuck her harder and faster, her moans and screams spurring me on. When I reach between us and circle her clit with firm pressure, she screams and convulses around me as a climax rips through her.

Bash naked. Declan naked. Killian naked.

I force the visions through my mind, desperate to keep myself from coming yet. Even thinking about those bastards with no clothes on, I’m barely able to hold off. I’m not done with her yet.

“Daddy! Oh, God.” She slaps the bed several times and grips the bedding as she continues to spasm with aftershocks.

“That’s it, baby. You’re going to come again for me, aren’t you?”

She rolls her head from side to side, her eyes squeezed shut. “No, I can’t! I can’t. I’m too sensitive.”

With my hands tucked behind her knees, I push her legs wider so I can fuck her even deeper. “You can and you will. Daddy’s in charge, and I say you’re going to come again.”

When she doesn’t argue with me, I pick up my pace. It won’t be long before I explode, but I want to send her over the edge at least one more time.

“God, Paisley. You’re so fucking beautiful. So perfect. Such a goddamn brat. Why do you always have to be such a brat to Daddy?”

A smile tugs at her lips, and she squeals when I smack her ass. “I’m sorry,” she cries out.

I let out a low chuckle. “You’re not fucking sorry. You love being a brat, and I love dealing with you being a brat. Now, come all over my cock so I can fill up your pussy with my own come.”

My entire body tenses and shakes as my orgasm crashes through me like a hurricane while she screams out again, her pussy walls tightening around me. I groan and slow down, suddenly feeling so fucking heavy and spent.

Paisley grips my chest, her thumb stroking gently in one spot as I hover over her, panting. When I finally feel like I’m not about to pass out, I raise my head to look at her.

“You are perfect,” I murmur.

Then, I crush my lips to hers, kissing her deeply. She whimpers and moans into my mouth, giving me access to explore every bit of her. When I pull back, she lets out a whine of protest and yanks me down for several more soft kisses.

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