Page 88 of Bet On Me, Daddy

“That’s my good girl,” he crooned, rocking his hips back to give her a moment of relief before thrusting in again. “Taking all of Daddy’s cock in your tight little asshole. You’re taking me so well, baby. Just a little more.”

“H-hurts,” she whimpered as another flash of pain shot through her.

“I know, baby. But you’re going to take the pain, aren’t you, my pretty little Ruby?”

“Y-yes, Daddy.”

Another thrust of his hips, another bite of pain as her ass was stretched impossibly wide. “And why is that? Why are you taking every bit of pain I want to give you?”

Her mind was too scrambled to come up with a sarcastic response, even if she’d been willing to risk it. And so she gave him the only answer she had. “Because it p-pleases you, Sir.”

“Fuck.” With a deep groan, he settled inside her, the full length of him buried deep inside her ass. “Your tight little asshole feels so good on Daddy’s cock, baby. Are you ready for Daddy to make you feel good, too?”

“God, yes. Please, Daddy.”

Beckett shifted, reaching behind him for something. She heard the buzzing before she saw the pink toy in his hand.

And then he was pressing it against her clit, the vibrations shoving her off the cliff before she even knew what was happening, the pleasure inside her fracturing, shattering as she screamed.

“That’s it, baby.” With the toy still pressed against her clit, driving her up toward another peak whether she wanted it or not, he pulled all the way back. With every inch, his cock scraped against her sensitive inner walls and she yanked against her restraints in a futile attempt to stop him.

Another orgasm crashed over her, wrecking her just as he surged forward again, fucking her bottom with deep, hard strokes. Pain melded with pleasure, until she no longer knew one from the other.

Until she no longer cared.

“Daddy, please,” she gasped out, arching up involuntarily as he pushed her toward another orgasm. “I can’t. It’s too much.Please.”

“Poor baby.” There was sympathy in his tone, but it didn’t ring true. It was too sweet, too syrupy to be genuine. “Are you ready to be done with the toy?”

“Yes! Please, I can’t. I can’t.”

Again he fucked her, one long, deep thrust that only added more pain to the confusing mixture swirling inside her. “That’s a shame. I thought you were my good girl.”

Guilt and shame sat heavy on her chest. “I am!”

“Are you? Becausemygood girl wouldn’t tell me she can’t take it.”

Tears burned in her eyes. “I c-can take it.”

He smiled as he fucked her again, and just like magic, the guilt and shame disappeared. “I know you can, baby. Come for Daddy again, Ruby Red. And let me hear you scream.”

Scream, she did. So long and loud a part of her worried someone might call the cops.

But then again, maybe they should. Because she was fairly certain he meant to kill her with pleasure.

Not the worst way to go, she supposed.

Again and again, he forced pleasure on her, fracturing her body and mind as she thrashed beneath him. Until her world was nothing but her Daddy and his demands.

Finally, at long last, he went still inside her. As if from a distance, she was vaguely aware of his cock swelling inside her, the heat of his cum filling her as he drove her up to one final sobbing peak.

“Shh, baby. We’re all done. You were so fucking good for me, Ruby. Come here. Let me hold you.”

Quiet descended on them when he turned the toy off and set it aside. His cock slid from her as he leaned forward to unbuckle the restraints from around her wrists before pulling her into his arms and pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead as she fought to drag enough air into her lungs.

Every inch of her body felt too sensitive, and yet she craved him. Craved the feel of his arms around her, holding her together as she trembled. Craved the soothing way he murmured his praise in her ear as he pushed her soaked hair from her face.

“My beautiful girl,” he whispered, brushing a kiss across the tip of her nose. “Thank you for tonight.”

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