Page 25 of Secret Daddies

“You know,” I murmured as I reached out to push a strand back from her face—fuck, the way those green eyes burned into mine, it was difficult to think straight. It could be the wine, but I was intoxicated by the way she was looking at me. “I haven’t beenable to stop thinking about what we did in your trailer the other day.”

I let my finger trail down her cheek, along her jaw. She inhaled sharply, goose bumps appearing on her neck. Oh, so she liked it when I talked a little dirty to her? I could give her more…

“The way your pussy felt under my tongue when you were coming for me,” I continued, letting my voice drop a little lower, my hands slipping to the side of her neck. I could feel her trembling, responding to me, even as her cheeks darkened. It was clear that she wasn’t used to being spoken to in this way, with such brazen lust, but that just made her all the cuter to me. Knowing that this was so new to her, knowing that she was so fresh to being romanced in the way that I would romance her…there was so much more I wanted to show her, and my head spun with the possibilities of where to start.

“Nobody’s ever spoken to me like that before,” she confessed quietly, and I let my thumb graze over her bottom lip.

“Do you like it?”

She hesitated for a moment, as though not sure if she could admit it, even to herself. But then, she nodded.

“Tell me. Tell me you like it.”

Her eyes flashed with a daring flirtation before she spoke, rising to the challenge on the spot. “I like it when you talk to me like that.”

“Good girl.”

I teased my thumb over her bottom lip, slipping it into her mouth slightly, and she brushed her tongue along the underside, as though on instinct. I could only imagine how perfect thatmouth might feel around my swiftly hardening cock, but right now we had done plenty in the way of foreplay. No, I wanted all of her. And I wanted it now.

“Come here,” I ordered her, and she rose to her feet at once. With a hand on her waist, I steered her toward me, guiding her over to my side until she had sunk down sidesaddle onto my lap. She crossed her legs, almost demure, and I rested my hand on her bare knee. As beautiful as she looked in that dress, all I wanted was to see what lay underneath it.

“You feel how hard I am for you already?” I murmured, gently gripping her hip to hold her in place as I pressed myself against her. She nodded, her tongue tracing over her lip, right where my thumb had been, as though she was trying to mimic the pattern of it.

“Just seeing you in that dress has got me like this,” I continued, letting my lips come close to her ear so she could feel my breath on her skin. “Can you imagine how I’d feel when you’re out of it…?”

I let my finger tease down to the zipper at the back of her dress, right there on the balcony—with all the security around and the height of the building we were in, it wasn’t as though anyone could see us, but the thought of stripping her down and showing her off right here sent another shudder of arousal through my body. I wanted everyone to see us together. I wanted them to hear her as she took my cock for the first time, to listen to those helpless little sighs and moans she let out when she was getting close to the edge.

I half expected her to bat my hand away and tell me to take her inside, but instead she closed her eyes and let her head drop back as I began to inch the zipper down her body. The strapsslowly slipped down from her shoulders, and I pressed a kiss into a spot of bare skin along her collarbone, slipping my other hand around her waist and pulling her toward me. She tilted her head, allowing me access to the soft, fragrant skin of her neck as I slowly undressed her, right there on the balcony.

Finally, the dress fell from her shoulders and she shrugged it off, letting it slide all the way down to pool on the floor below. Beneath, she wasn’t wearing a bra, and there was nothing but a pair of black lace panties between her and total nakedness.

“Fucking hell, Maya,” I groaned as I leaned back to take in the sight of her—I pulled her toward me so she was now straddling my lap, her breasts just a few inches from my face. “If I’d known you were hiding this under there, I wouldn’t have let you get in the door before I had you naked…”

She giggled, but I could tell she was a little self-conscious, wrapping her arms around herself to cover her chest. I moved my hands around her waist, gazing up at her.

“I’m sorry, it’s just…it’s been a long time since I’ve been this naked in front of anyone,” she admitted. “I was dressed when we…when we fooled around before, I guess I just…”

“You have nothing to be sorry for,” I assured her, moving my hands up to guide her arms away from her chest. “You’re fucking perfect, Maya. You know that?”

She glanced away from me, clearly not sure how to react. But I caught her chin in my hand, guiding her back toward me so she could see the expression on my face.

“I mean it,” I murmured. “Every word of it. You don’t believe me? Let me show you…”

I pulled her toward me and kissed her again, slowly at first but then slipping my tongue between her lips to deepen the kiss. Her arms dropped from where she had wrapped them around herself, and she took hold of me, her hands on my face, kissing me back. I let my fingers slide to her hips, pulling her down on top of me so she could feel how hard I was for her, how fucking badly I wanted her.

Soon, she was grinding right there on my lap, kissing me like she had forgotten that we were outside, that we were technically exposed to the world right now. She didn’t care. Slowly, slowly, I inched the panties down her body until they slid off her feet, leaving her completely naked on top of me, every inch of her perfect body displayed like the greatest gift I could have asked for.

I was rock-hard by now, my cock aching for some kind of attention. I had waited long enough for my relief, and now that I had this gorgeous woman on top of me, willing and naked and panting in my mouth like she could hardly hold herself back, there seemed to be no good reason not to take what I knew I needed.

I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock into my hand—the tip was already glistening with precum, and she gazed down at it for a moment, her eyes a little hazy with lust. And then, to my surprise, she reached down, brushed my hand away, and took hold of my erection herself, lifting her hips and guiding me against the soft, slick folds of her pussy.

I couldn’t take my eyes off of her as she worked her way down on top of my cock for the first time. She moved her hands to my shoulders for leverage, holding on to me tight, and I leaned back, watching the look on her face and the tension in her body as she moved down to engulf me. Seeing her like this, utterly in control,utterly commanding her own pleasure…fuck, I couldn’t think of anything sexier than seeing how much she wanted me, how little she was willing to wait to take what she knew she needed.

After a few moments, she had taken my full length inside of her. The tightness and the wetness and the warmth of her wrapped around me was downright intoxicating, a million times more so than the wine. I let my hands roam over her ass and her thighs and her hips, feeling her softness, her curves, while she rocked herself back and forth on top of me a couple of times as though getting used to this new sensation.

I could watch her taking her time like that all day long, the feeling of myself buried deep within her warmth so good it could go on all night. But at the same time, an impatient, demanding part of me needed more—and as she began to pick up the pace of her movements, I knew she was thinking the exact same thing.

I grabbed her hips, holding her steady as I began to move up and inside her, grinding myself as deep into her as I could with every thrust. Her hands came to the back of my chair for support, her eyes burning into mine as she came closer and closer to the edge. The tension that had been building between us since the moment that she walked through my door was finally bursting and breaking, and neither of us could hold back, moving against each other as though we had been starved of this for far too long.

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