Page 10 of Daddy's Naughty List

A groan rumbled from deep within his chest, and I glanced up to see the raw pleasure clear in his expression.

“Do you like this?” I asked softly. He didn't respond, but there was something about the way he looked at me that reminded me of a predator waiting to devour its prey.

“Fuck yeah, I do,” he growled as his fingers traced along my jaw before diving into my hair. His touch was surprisingly gentle for how fierce his appearance was.

For a moment, I forgot everything else. It was just him and me in this sexually charged and heady moment. The passion in his stare kept me rooted in this very moment.

I squeezed his cock tighter, reveling in the way he groaned at my touch. I loved the way I could make his giant body tense with pleasure. I felt so powerful at that moment.

Then, he leaned closer, his breath hot against my skin. And before he could say anything, I flattened my tongue over the crown of his dick and dragged it along the underside of his length.

Stefan’s sharp inhale and how he tightened his hold in my hair told me not to stop. His fingers gripped my dark strands just hard enough to make my scalp tingle.

“How do you want it, baby?” His voice was gravelly, and I could feel the intensity radiating off him as he took control back.

I dragged my tongue over his cock head once more, knowing I was unleashing something dark and powerful in this larger-than-life man.

But I was also completely at his mercy, and I loved it.

“I want it however you’ll give it to me… Daddy.” I knew what I was saying. I knew enough from my short time of being around Stefan to understand the type of man he was.

He craved raw, hard, and rough.

And right now, so did I.

He grinned like a shark, pulled my hair until I gasped, and snarled out, “Take my cock to the back of your throat until you gag. And don’t stop until I tell you to.”

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HOLLY

Yeah… this was what I wanted.

This was what I craved.

I still had my hand wrapped around his cock, my fingertips unable to even touch because of his girth. I tipped my head slightly back and stared at his face. Stefan had his gaze locked right on me, his chest rising and falling in a way that made it clear he was trying to control himself.

God, that was hot.

But before I could really take him deep, he was lifting me off the floor and ushering me over to the big leather chair that was in front of the unlit stone fireplace. I had taken little notice of how his room was set up, but it had the same rustic aesthetic as the rest of the cabin I was able to see briefly, and it fit his larger-than-life body and personality perfectly.

He toed off his boots, dropped his pants, and stepped out of them in a way that was anything but awkward, his movements smooth and controlled. Once he was sitting, he pointed to the spot between his legs, and I sank down to my knees like his good girl.

He rested his forearms on the arms of the chair, leaned back, and his gaze went half-mast.

I was sober, but I felt intoxicated being around him.

“Go on, Holly. Give me what I want and deep throat this big dick until you gag.” Stefan’s voice grew deeper, his tone harder and more demanding. Shivers raced along my body at the auditory orgasm that he caused in me.

I looked at his dick, the slit at the tip already dotted with pre-cum. I found my mouth watering for another taste of him. And then, without waiting anymore, I lowered my head, parted my lips, and sucked the thick head into my mouth.

The flavor of his semen was salty and exploded on my tongue, and I moaned in pleasure. He tasted so good—potent and all male. I closed my eyes and moaned around him as I started moving my head up and down.

I took as much as I could into my mouth, and when the wide head hit the back of my throat and I gagged, I heard him groan as he tangled his hand in my hair once again.

“That’s it,” he said in a raspy voice. “You’re being Daddy's good girl right now, Holly.”

He tightened his fingers in my hair and kept me right where he wanted me. And I kept sucking on him. I deep-throated the fuck out of his monster cock and ran my tongue along the underside of his shaft, feeling that thick vein throb. I worked my mouth over his throbbing rod until he started lifting his hips to get more of himself inside of me.

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