Page 92 of Desperate Needs

“I want it, Daddy. Gimme,” she moaned, and then I did.

Her tight cunt spread around me, and I knew it was snug. I hadn’t fucked her from behind like this yet, and I was deep. So fucking deep.

Someone knocked on the door.

“Occupied,” I shouted, wanting no fucking interruptions.

“We gotta be quick. Darlin’. My sweet Darlin’ Clementine. So I’m gonna need you to do as I say.”

The bass of the music made the walls vibrate, and the dim violet lighting added to the naughtiness of what we were doing.

She was hot and ready to explode. Plus, I needed this as much as I was pretty damn sure she did.

“Yes. Anything.”

“I need you to come on my cock like Daddy’s good little girl, Darlin’. And I need you to come now,” I growled, withdrawing until only the tip was inside her.

Then I pushed back in. I rammed into her, my hips slapping against her ass, my hands holding onto her hips as I fucked her at a punishing pace.

“Fuck,” she moaned, biting her lip.

The wall to wall mirrors were a goddamn gift from the universe.

Watching her face as I pushed into her, making her hair cascade down one shoulder, seeing her thick body juggle and shake as I pounded her hot little cunt, all of it added up to the hottest damn thing I ever saw.

“Look up, Darlin’. See me fucking you. Look how good you take my dick,” I praised her, watching as she met my gaze in the side mirror.

“Show Daddy what you can do,” I growled, grabbing a fistful of that wild mane of hers.

Clementine arched her back, pushing her ass back into me. Her mouth went wide as I slid my free hand to her sweet ass, pressing my thumb against her hole.

Ooh, she liked that. Her arousal gushed between us, dripping down my cock. Then it was squeezing me tight. Like a vise. Milking the cum from my balls.

I grunted long and rough, spilling my seed so deep inside her and burying my face in her neck as I continued to pulse.

“Don’t move,” I murmured moments later.

I eased back, holding her pretty cotton panties to the side, and watched our combined cum leak out of her swollen pink cunt.

“Goddamn,” I growled, using my hand to catch it, trying to shove it back inside her before I straightened her panties, cupping my hand over her hot little pussy.

“Good girl. Such a good girl,” I whispered, tugging her skirt back down and turning her to face me.

I cupped her cheeks, dragging her to me for a kiss.

Her eyes were wary when I lifted my head and she held my wrists, locking her emerald gaze on mine.

“This doesn’t change what you did,” she said.

“I know.”

“It doesn’t make it better.”

She was right. But what could I say?

“I need time, Connor.”

“You can have it, Clementine. However much you need to get used to the idea that you belong to me as much as I belong to you,” I said and meant it, but I had more to add.

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