Page 104 of Daddy's Naughty List

She complied instantly. The anticipation of what he would do next was almost more than she could stand. Almost. Once he removed her shirt, she lowered her hands to touch him again but squealed when he flipped her onto her back.

“We won’t be needing these anytime soon.” With a sharp tug, he had her panties off and sailing across the room.

Bliss gasped as cool air brushed her pussy. Heat flooded her face at the way he stared at her pussy. She’d never been so thankful she’d taken the time to shave in her life. Still, to have his eyes on her…there?

Heat flooded her face. It was so wrong, so naughty to have him staring at her wetness. And she was so, so wet. Her pussy spasmed as he pulled her thighs even further apart and settled her feet on the edge of the bed.

He stood, never taking his eyes off her. “I’ll bet no one has ever tasted this pussy, have they, little girl?”

Nope, she’d only thought she was embarrassed before. Yet again she felt the trickle of her arousal. How could she be so turned on watching him stare at her pussy and talk about someone tasting her? That couldn’t be normal.

She shook her head, and croaked out a soft, “No, Daddy.”

The smile her words brought to his lips was wicked as the heat flamed higher in his eyes. “Feel free to come as often as you can, babygirl. Daddy’s going to feast.”

Oh god! The man could say the most depraved things!

He sank to his knees beside the bed. “You’re so wet, naughty girl. Is all this slickness for me?” Then he pressed his mouth to the opening of her core.

The explosion of sensation overwhelmed her. She cried out and clutched at his hair. “No. Stop!” She did her best to pull him away and escape from everything she was feeling. “It’s too much! Please. Please!”

He pulled away from her long enough to answer her request. The wicked grin on his face sent tremors straight to her sex. “Oh, babygirl,” he said in a voice as smooth as whiskey, “I’m just getting started.”

His face back between her thighs, he lived up to his word. Plunging his tongue inside her tight channel, he licked and sucked in places she didn’t even know she had. When she didn’t think she could take another second, he shifted to flick his tongue over her clit and she exploded.

Tidal waves of pleasure crashed over her for what seemed like forever. She screamed over and again until the tide slowly started to ebb. She relaxed back into the mattress, too dazed to speak, but he wasn’t finished with her.

“I need you nice and wet before I put my cock in you, sweet girl. You taste like spice and sugar, and I want more.”

“I can’t,” she all but wailed.

“Let’s find out.” Before she realized what he was about, he slid one finger inside her. “Now, there’s a special spot I’m looking for.”

He wanted to talk? Now? With words? What were words? She wasn’t sure, but she thought she got out a “gah” before he found the spot he was searching for. He put pressure on the spot as he slid his finger in and out. Within seconds, she was drowning in ecstasy again.

He slid in another finger and kept up the rhythm, scissoring his fingers inside her. She grabbed the covers of the bed and begged. For what, she wasn’t sure, but she begged.

With a quick movement, he pressed his thumb on her clit and she exploded again. Lights flashed behind her eyes, and stars filled her vision. God! She lay in a panting, exhausted heap on the bed.

Slowly he stood, a satisfied smile on his face. He made quick work of removing his clothes. He reached for his wallet. “I have a condom.”

“Don’t need one,” she warbled. What the heck had happened to her voice?

He scowled down at her. “Unprotected sex is not something I’m interested in.”

She rushed to explain. “I have an implant. They give them to all the women on the compound unless they are trying to get pregnant. I got mine just before I came to Darling.”

“I haven’t been with anyone else in half a year. We get tested regularly at Sabre. I’m clean. Are you sure you’re okay with me going ungloved?”

Oh, she was sure. She’d read that it felt much better for the guy usually, and there was no need on her end. “I trust you.”

He glanced down at the carpet and sighed. “I feel like I should lecture you about that decision, but I want to feel the inside of that tight pussy with nothing between us. And since we are going to be together for as long as it’s good, I’m going to save that talk for later.”

Stepping to the bed, he scooped her up and set her in the middle of the bed. Man, he was seriously strong. She tried to stay fit, but she was tall and not what anyone would describe as a lightweight.

He covered her with his body again. Heat radiated from him, and she leaned up to hold him, pulling him back down with her. He covered every inch of her and then some. He was strong and caring. And still sex on a stick. And from the impression his swollen cock was making as he slid it across her pussy, he was as ready for this as she was.

“I’m going to take this slow. If it becomes too much, you say the word and we’re done.”

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