Page 25 of Use Me, Daddy

“I don’t think you’ve done this much, but you’re awfully good at it, aren’t you, baby girl?”

My gaze flicked up to meet his as his fist held my hair in his hand, and he slowly shoved his cock deeper into my throat. I tried to push back against his thighs so that I could answer, but he didn’t allow me the privilege.

I wanted to tell him that I was the best at it. He didn’t let me.

Instead, he forced his cock down further, his hips bucking forward. He was being rough. Rougher than any other guy had ever been with me. It was almost as if he was using me to take his own pleasure.

And I fucking hated and loved it at the same time.

With his free hand, he grabbed the bottom of my chin and forced me to open my mouth a little wider.

“I can tell you’re holding back though. Be a good girl and swallow every last drop of my cum down that pretty little throat and I just might let you come for me after your spanking.”

Oh,fuck.

The sound of him saying those words made my pussy pulse and a new wave of desire coursed through me. A part of me wanted to obey, a very loud part, and I leaned forward a bit to show him I could be that.

Be his good girl…

But another part of me focused on the last part, the part that said he was going to spank me, and my pussy clenched down hard. And that made me angry. At least, it should have.

Would he really spank me for slapping him after all?

I should have been pissed, but I wasn’t.

Instead, my panties were soaked, and the only thing I could think of was him bending me over his knee, lifting up my skirt, pulling down my panties, and reddening my ass until I begged him for mercy.

It was so wrong, but fuck, I wanted it so badly.

No.

I couldn’t want that, right?

The thought made my nipples pebble, and a moan escaped my lips. Aleksei grunted at the vibration of my throat against his cock, his hips pushing forward as he buried his shaft deeper into me.

I wouldn’t think about it anymore. I’d just focus on his pierced cock and hopefully earning the fucking I so desperately needed.

What if I just sucked his cock so well that he forgot about giving me a spanking or whatever punishment he wanted to give me for slapping him across the face? What if I rocked his world so good that he pinned me up against the wall and fucked me so hard that I came all over his big hard cock?

That would mean I would have won.

I swallowed around his cock and dug my fingernails into his thighs.

My eyes watered, and I fought the urge to gag, knowing he wouldn’t pull back if I did. It was a power struggle between us, and the only way out was to surrender.

And that wasn’t something I was prepared to do.

At least,not yet.

I focused on his cock, his piercing, the taste of his pre-cum. I bobbed my head, taking him a bit deeper down my throat and showing him that I could please him. I edged him to the brink several times, making him groan and growl until he grasped my hair a bit tighter and thrust his hips into my mouth.

He was going to come soon.

And a part of me was proud. That I’d done that.

That his cock was hard for me.

That I was about to swallow my boss’s seed down my throat.

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