Page 116 of Daddy Sees Snakes

Every nerve ending sparks with ecstasy, my clit throbbing in time to his thrusts.

Viper reaches around to circle the swollen nub, calluses rasping deliciously against my hypersensitive flesh.

I’m about to break, hovering right on the knife's edge of my orgasm.

"Gonna come on my cock, baby? Soak it with your sweet cream so I can lick you clean after?" His filthy words are my undoing, sending me flying into oblivion with a ragged scream.

I convulse around him, my pussy clenching rhythmically as wave after wave of mind-numbing bliss crashes over me.

Distantly, I feel Viper stiffen behind me, his own release pulsing hot and wet against my spasming walls.

Boneless, I slump against the couch, aware of nothing beyond the thrum of satisfaction suffusing my spent body.

Viper gathers me close, pressing tender kisses along the back of my neck.

"Jesus, Iris," he murmurs, sounding as wrecked as I feel. "You're gonna be the death of me, I swear..."

But if this is how I go, wrapped up in Viper's strong arms, still joined so intimately?

Well, there are certainly worse ways to meet my maker.

I've always thought I was built for a life on the fringes, the eternal outsider.

Yet here I am, in the arms of a convicted felon who's just as scarred as me... and I've never felt more at home.

"I want your cock in my ass," I purr, eliciting a groan of pleasure from him. "You're so big and thick... I want you to fuck me there, Daddy."

Viper growls low in his throat, his grip on my hips tightening. "That's it, baby, tell me what you want."

I moan, the sound muffled by the couch cushion. "I loved it when you spanked my ass, when you made me beg for more. And then when you..." I trail off, my cheeks flushing with arousal.

A triumphant grin tugs at his full lips as he pulls out of me, gently laying me down on the couch while he cleans us both up with the discarded shirt.

He chuckles, and I can picture that cocky smirk on his face. "I like that." He straddles my hips, fingers tracing the bruises he left on my ass cheeks. "Tell me, princess, do you want more?"

With a mischievous smile, I bite my lip and arch my back. "Fuck my ass until I’m screaming for you to stop."

Viper grins, the predatory gleam in his eyes sending a ripple of anticipation down my spine. "You're a naughty thing, Iris," he purrs, his voice roughened by desire. "But I'll give you exactly what you want."

He pulls away, leaving me wanting and yearning for his touch once more.

He disappears into the other room but is back before long.

In one hand he holds a bottle of lube, and the sight of it has my heart pounding in my chest.

"Lube up your fingers," he commands, tossing the bottle onto the couch next to me. "And get that pretty little ass ready for me."

I do as he asks without hesitation, uncapping the bottle and coating my fingers with the slippery liquid.

I watch him through heavy-lidded eyes as I reach behind myself and begin to stretch my own entrance.

Viper's breath hitches audibly at the sight, his gaze intent and dark with lust.

In a blur of movement, Viper is suddenly hovering over me, his body pressed against mine as he takes the bottle from my hand and pours more lube onto his fingers.

He replaces mine with his own, sliding them into me with practiced ease.

I moan at the feeling of being filled once again, my body responding eagerly to his touch.

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