Page 42 of Biker Daddy

He gave her ass a sharp swat and then slowly slid her hair off the back of her neck to expose her nape. Tracing a lazy figure eight down her neck, he felt her shiver. “That smack was just a taste of what Daddy’ll do to you if you hesitate again. Now turn back around, baby girl.”

Her lip quivered as she turned but the flush flaming her cheeks told him it was arousal. She was wet and throbbing over his dominance and it had him rock hard. There was no turning back without breaking her and no going forward without being sent to a deeper level of Dante’s inferno.

Ah, hell.

He took her wrists in his hands again, this time feeling the thumping of her pulse beneath his thumbs a moment before he let her go and held her with just his eyes. “There are many ways to punish, Addi.”

Her breathing changed, coming in smaller pants. His hands cradled her face and he kissed her, hard and unrelenting.

His tongue probed her mouth, to explore and to overtake her before his teeth slid off her bottom lip. “I’m going to make you mine, baby girl, but before I take what’s mine, I need to hear it.”

She whimpered as he grasped a handful of her thick hair and yanked.

“Are you mine, Addi? Say the words or I stop. Say them and I’ll make you forget your name.”

“I’m…I’m yours—for now.” Her lids fluttered and the words all but tumbled from her trembling lips. It was good enough for him. He shoved her back against the wall.

“Damn straight you are.” With that he tore her blouse open, buttons plinking onto the wood floor. His hand found her breast and he kneaded a moment before pinching her nipple just enough to make her call out in pain and when she did, he yanked the silky material of her bra down to allow the injured nipple free. He lowered his head and soothed the ache with his hot mouth. He released and looked her in the eye.

“You’ll never hesitate to obey my instruction again, baby girl, never.” He tore the bra completely down her body, leaving it around her middle so he could torment and pleasure both nipples. She squealed and drove her hands into his hair.

“Hands down,” he said roughly. “You touch only when I give you permission.” He yanked her skirt down, taking her cotton panties with it. She quickly covered her belly and he growled.

“Step out.”

She did and he tossed them aside. She was naked except for the bra around her middle. He had to swallow and clench his teeth to keep from throwing her on the bed and taking her before either of them were ready.

He crooked his finger at her, calling her forward and then reached behind her to grab her ass and squeeze. He could tell by the wince around her eyes it was punishing. “Never cover yourself from me, you hear?”

She nodded, closing her eyes in a grimace and slowly moved her hands. His brow cocked. “Baby girl needs training.” She bit her lip, nodding and he almost broke free from his jeans. Fuck, she was perfect.

“Who am I?” he demanded.

“You’re…” He swatted her ass when she hesitated, diving down to devour her nipple again, tormenting it with nibbles and deep suckling. “Gah, D… Daddy!” she called out.

“That’s it, baby girl, say it again. Louder. I want the world to know it.”

“Daddy!” she hollered, throwing her head back. “Oh, God, I’m yours, Daddy.”

He chuckled darkly as he took her shoulders and walked her backwards, then stopped to boost her up. “Legs around me.”

She did as she was told and once again, he pushed her against the wall, diving for her neck and feeling her weaken against him. His hands clenched her ass cheeks, digging into the flesh as he ground his hard, jean-sheathed cock against her mound.

She mewled at the friction and his mouth found hers so he could swallow her cries of pleasure. Dividing his time between her neck and beasts, her breathing labored. When he couldn’t stand torturing her any longer, he carried her toward the bed and tossed her on it. Her squeal of shock made him burn hotter.

He took his clothes off, slowly so her eyes followed with a suffering heat.

“You like this, baby girl?”

“Y-yes,” she answered, swallowing hard.

“See this?” He looked down at his hard cock. “This is what you do to me.” He moved closer to the bed. “Does my baby girl wanna feel what she’s done to her daddy?”

She pulled her bottom lip through her teeth and he saw insecurity in her face.

“Your body, your curves, drive me wild. I’m so fucking hard for you it hurts. Touch it, babe. Own it like I own the juice dripping down your thighs.”

“Don’t.” Her eyes fluttered closed. “Feet on the ground. I’m no different than any other woman you’ve been with. Please let me keep my feet on the ground, Drew. I won’t survive this otherwise.”

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