Page 44 of Babydoll

“Sofa, why?”

“Because thanks to that dick, Slash, I have a purse full of condoms.” My words come out in a sing-song voice more fitting for the bubbly Tallulah than… me. I pause a moment, almost fighting to keep the thought in my head, but all thoughts vanish as he smiles at me.

It’s a mixture of dirty lust and adoration and it hits me right in my greedy middle. My nipples instantly tighten and my clit swells to life, not just willing, but oh so ready again. I skip to the living room for my purse.

When I return, he’s lying back on the bed, his hands behind his head. He nods with his chin. “Your move, babydoll.”

That dirty smile spreads across my face wider, and I eagerly hold the condom wrapper in my mouth so I can grab his shorts. I rip them down with a speed that shocks my Grizzly Daddy and he chuckles.

“Someone is very eager for a fucking.”

His words send shivers of delight through me, and I nod.

Yes, yes I am.

Eyeing his big silky cock, lying at the ready against his taut abdomen, I take the condom from my mouth and lick my lips. I can’t help myself. I’m hungry for it, so I climb onto the bedon my knees. I drop the condom beside him, freeing my hands. My pussy gushes as I lean down to taste his pink swollen tip. Grabbing his shaft with one hand, I squeeze gently and run my tongue around his head.

He inhales sharply as I give a quick suck before smiling up at him.

“Babydoll, that better not be it.” I press my lips and shake my head and before he can speak again, I open my mouth and take him in from tip to stem before sucking off him with a pop. His groan of pleasure urges me on so I slide his cock into my mouth balls deep. I gag a little, making my eyes water, but move over him again and again until he’s both hissing in pleasure and…

“Grizz Daddy, are you growling at me?”

He rises, grinning predatorily, as he jumps off the bed. I watch that beautiful big dick of his glistening from my mouth as he sits me on the end of the bed. Reaching his hand into my hair he twists a handful to hold me. It’s gentle, but firm and I throb with a needy ache for him.

“Hands on the bed and open wide for daddy.”

I obey. Eagerly. He slides into my mouth, holding my head still so he can fuck my mouth exactly how he wants. The contrasting control and weakness playing on his face makes me feel powerful. I reach for my breasts, tweaking and plucking my nipples. He stops, pulling out of my mouth, and frowns.

“Where should your hands be?”

I blink at him, a smirk playing at my mouth. “On the bed.”

He grunts, eyes narrowing on mine. “Up,” he demands, giving me a hard look when I move too slowly. “Over the bed.” He pushes me onto the bed, shoving my legs wide. Taking my hands, he pins them to the small of my back. The sting of a slap startles me and echoes in the small wood-paneled room. But it doesn’t really hurt. It stings a moment before turning into a tingling warmth.

“Naughty little girls don’t get Daddy’s cock in their mouths when they can’t obey, do they?”

Another swat lands on my other cheek and I answer no in a breathy gasp. It feels good. Jesus. So good. “More. Please,” I beg, and he obliges with several continual spanks, equally branding both cheeks. And as the warm buzz heats me all over, he rips open the condom.

Jeff grabs the back of my neck, his warm palm releasing my wrists to hold my nape instead. “Ass up, babydoll.”

I climb onto my knees and he shoves his cock in me. I call out. A strangled cry of pleasure at the fullness and his rough entrance. Fuck, yes! His palm cracks another slap off my ass as his hips piston, balls pounding against my clit. And just when I think it can’t get any more pleasurable, his thumb finds my bottom hole and he rubs the taboo opening.

I rock with him, calling out, begging nonsensically.

“Jeff! Oh god, Daddy! I think I’m…”

“Not until I say,” he growls, and I suck in a breath, holding it in until it burns. He pumps into me, flesh slapping against flesh, and tears leak from my eyes. I gasp for air and hold it again. Every stroke is so intense, so delicious. He keeps me dangling on the edge for several minutes, and just when I think I can’t hold another second, he growls. “Now.

Come for me, now.”

I release, and an orgasm more intense than I’ve ever felt rips through me. He follows, his throbbing cock pumping hotly, our breathing coming in pants and gasps, before he lies over my back to whisper in my ear in short choppy breaths.

“Good. Girl. Good fucking girl.”

He moves us, and as we lie entwined and quiet, I ask him if it’s possible to love someone so fast.

He doesn’t hesitate in answering. “I have to believe that it is, because I’m already in love with you, Lu.”

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