Page 28 of Daddy King

I need to tease him a bit more, shyness can move to the side because Daddy makes me feel like the most beautiful woman on the planet. Grudgingly and very reluctantly, I crawl away from him and drop back down on the bed as I turn over.

Daddy’s eyes are wild, close to unhinging with a glare to scare me back into his arms. I bite my lip, peeking at him through my lashes and slyly smiling. That narrowing suspicion in his eyes sends shivers down my spine, and I spread my thighs with a finger in my mouth.

“Since Daddy won’t play with me, I guess I’ll play with myself.” I grope my breast with one hand and pinch a nipple between fingers.

Daddy’s intense gaze flickering between my perky nipples and soaked pussy makes me feel lightheaded. My inside throbs, the longing within me bubbles at the thought of Daddy pouncing at me as he is slowly crawling up the giant bed.

I tease a finger over my nipple, whining at the sensation to get his demanding attention. Working my other hand down my tummy, gliding through the planes of my pelvic bone to reach the tip of my pussy.

“Don’t fucking touch,” Daddy barks, yanking his dress shirt off and ripping away the pair of pants that enhances the muscles on his thighs.

I jerk in surprise at his deep voice, accidentally scraping my clit and I tremble longingly with his name on the tip of my tongue. Sticky fluid leaking out onto my skin, chilling on my heated thighs. My heart slams in my sternum, hand cramming between my legs with the need to just get one touch in and maybe I’ll be able to listen to him, but I just need that touch.

Daddy’s hand snatches mine, throwing me on my back as my black hair splay around me like a ring of halo. A shiver race through me, his dark eyes glitter with something wicked.

“You’re being a bad girl,” he scowls, glaring down on my willing blue eyes.

“Are you going to punish me?” I blink, a faint throb on my butt covers my face with a flush.

“Do you want to be punished?” Daddy rolls his bare cock on my tiny clit, tugging on my soaked folds.

Sparks ignite on my toes, curling them as he holds my thighs open for his wide frame. My tummy does funny things when I realize that Daddy must not have worn anything underneath his pants, he’s so bold and I didn’t even notice because Daddy was too handsome for me to pay attention to anything else.

“I want Daddy to spank me,” I murmur, shyly hiding behind my black hair.

My tiny slits throbbing for the vein on his cock, I feel every scrape in his thrusts as I squeal in shock. He has been playing with my pussy for days, and I cum faster each time while he strings me like a violin. Talented hands match his talented skills in every aspect of perfection, I crave the perfectly cut hips that’s thrusting his big cock on me.

I look down, swallowing a choked moan when Daddy’s cock goes pass my belly button and it’s frighteningly big.

My body is so alert, so responsive to his ministration. He angles his hips, teasing over my puffy lips to nudge my button with his tip that brings a wave of pleasure tumbling over my thighs. He drops his heavy shaft on my clit and that packs a punch that lunges my body up and I shakily inhale as much air as I can.

I think I’m coming, I have to be; the familiar curl of my tummy, the stars dancing across my eyes, and the ascending climb going quicker with every roll of his soaked cock.

My hips race to find my pleasure, but he snaps his hands down on my messy hips and keep me lodged on the bed.

“Look at me,” Daddy demands, I comply instinctively.

His hair is everywhere, but oh, I want to run my hands in them and kiss his very pretty face. Daddy will never forgive me if I called him pretty, he is a very handsome man.

Handsome, my mind slurs.

“You are my princess and my little girl,” he said, and I subtly whine at the loss of orgasm.

“Pain is not something I will purposely inflict on you, but you need to understand that I am a big man and you're a small girl.”

I was about to ask him what he’s talking about, or better yet, ask him to not talk and continue what he was doing until Daddy’s tip scorches my parted slits with his immense body heat. Whether it is from his heated temperature or it is caused by the sharp sting around my hole, I let out tiny gasps as pleasure blooms on top of my throbbing clit.

Any thoughts melted from my mind, trapped in an endless loop of mewling his name like a prayer. Every inch Daddy feeds me gets a kiss on my lips, silently distracting me from the pain. It’s not possible to fully ignore the wonderful stretch that has me feeling too full and he isn’t halfway in yet.

Daddy grazes something— something exquisite and better and I put my hand on top of where his cock would be and happily sighs when he pauses. My slits wrap snuggly around the big girth, pulsing, waiting and wanting. His thumb reaches over to thrum my swollen clit, arching my hips in response to the pleasure shooting up my heart, and I pinned myself further down on his length.

“Come all you want, little girl.” Daddy pets my button, rolling the nub harshly between his fingers.

“I am very generous tonight, and I will forgive you on your disobedience. There will not be a second time.”

I nod blissfully, blinking the haze in my eyes. “Thank you, Daddy. Love you.”

Taking away his strong fingers, Daddy leans forward before I have the chance to voice my pleading to him. Sinking in the last inches deep inside, my entire body quake in overwhelming fullness and pain aches from the massive girth that has me feeling like he is breaching my cervix. He’s pressing tightly against it, and I feel every coiling muscle molding and familiarizing his shape.

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