Page 20 of Landlord Daddy's Girl

“You are a living work of art,” he says. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

“Stop,” I say as I blush.

“It’s true.”

A squeal of surprise followed by a giggle bursts from my mouth as he scoops me up and carries me into the bedroom. Slater throws me down on the bed, and before I can react, he’s on top of me, kissing my mouth and making his way down my body. He lets his tongue trail down my neck, down to my breasts, and I let out a breathy moan as he flicks his tongue across my stiffnipples. Slater kisses his way down my belly before he roughly parts my legs and buries his face between them. I gasp as his tongue swirls around my clit.

“Yes, baby,” I say.

Slater laps at my pussy, which grows hotter and wetter by the second and only seems to encourage him. He licks me with a desperation that takes my breath away. I look down at him, watching him work his magic with that velvety soft tongue. My body is vibrating, and my skin is growing so hot that I’m afraid I’m going to scorch his sheets. I press my head back into the mattress and cry out as Slater adds a finger, slipping it deep into me as he takes my clit into his mouth, sucking on it hard.

“Yes, Daddy. Oh my God, yes,” I cry.

His finger and tongue work with a slow, sensual rhythm, pushing me toward what I can already feel is going to be an incredible explosion. Slater adds a second finger, filling me up as he sucks harder on my clit, and it makes me see stars. I writhe wildly on the bed beneath him, but he uses his free hand to hold me down, licking and fingering me with a frenetic energy that drives me crazy.

I grab his hair with both hands, pulling and yanking on it as my body quakes. He groans, the vibration of his voice on my pussy driving me closer to the brink. And when his fingers slide along my warm inner walls, plunged to my very core, the dam inside me breaks. A long, shuddering cry bursts from my mouth as I come. Slater holds me down as I thrash on the bed, continuing to finger and lick me, making my orgasm so intense that it borders on being uncomfortable. It takes several long moments for it to finally ebb, leaving me shaking but smiling.

“Jesus. That’s so fucking good,” I gasp, my voice trembling.

Slater doesn’t give me much of a chance to recover. He flips me onto my belly and holds me down as he climbs on top of me from behind. The head of his cock presses against my opening, and before I can say a word, he enters me. My eyes grow wide, and a shaky gasp falls from my open mouth as he stretches me open. Slater leans down, his lips brushing my ear, sending a warm tingle across my skin.

“You’re my dirty little girl, aren’t you?” he whispers.

“I am, Daddy. I’m yours. I’m your dirty little girl,” I reply. “Use me, Daddy.”

And he does. Seeming to be turned on by my words, Slater fucks me hard from behind. He slams his rigid cock into me with a wild abandon that steals my breath. The weight of his body keeps me pinned to the mattress, and he slides his hand around my throat and squeezes it hard. I don’t know what’s making me more lightheaded—the fact that he’s choking me or the feeling of his cock so deep inside of me. It all feels amazing.

Slater keeps fucking me but loosens his grip on my throat for a moment, allowing me to draw a breath. He bites my shoulder, drawing a gasp from my lips, then kisses the back of my neck and down to my shoulder blades, slowing his rhythm. I lean my head back and moan softly, every nerve ending in my body feeling like it’s on fire.

He slowly, almost regretfully, withdraws but then quickly flips me over onto my back. Slater spreads my legs wide and settles down on top of me, bracing himself on his arms. His crystal-blue eyes smolder with desire so strong it sends a ripple of delight through me as the anticipation to have him back inside ofme builds. I’ve never felt so connected to another human being in my life. I didn’t even know I could feel this connected to somebody else. He leans down and kisses me.

“I need to feel you inside of me, Daddy,” I whisper in his ear as I reach down and grab hold of his cock. “I need you to fuck me.”

His eyes gleam with passion, and he gets harder in my hand. It turns me on to talk that way to him, and I can tell he likes it, which turns me on even more. Slater presses the head of his cock between my folds, and with his eyes still fixed on mine, he thrusts his hips, plunging himself deep into me. Pleasure and pain blend inside of me, making me tremble and shake. Making me feel like I’m holding onto a live wire.

The feeling of his length moving in and out of me makes my skin crackle with electricity and sends fire through my veins. Reaching up, I lock my hands behind his neck and hang on as he starts to pound me. Slater slams himself deep into me, the sharp crack of our bodies slapping together ringing in my ears like the most sensual and erotic music I’ve ever heard. I’ve never been more turned on than I am right now.

“Yes, Daddy. Harder, Daddy,” I cry.

Grabbing his hand, I move it to my throat, silently pleading with him to choke me. With that wolfish smile I find so sexy on his face, he grips my throat and starts to squeeze. As I feel my air being cut off, the sensation of his cock sliding along my wet inner walls amplifies, grows more intense, pulling a hoarse gasp out of my mouth. Slater lets go of my throat, and our mouths crash together. Every inch of my body tingles, and my stomach clenches so tight, it’s painful.

Throwing my head back, I cry out as I reach the pinnacle. A moment later, I feel weightless. I feel almost as if I’m falling from some great height as an orgasm, more powerful than anything I’ve ever felt, consumes me. Slater sheaths his dick deep into me, pushing as hard as he can, making the explosion of pleasure tearing through my body even more intense. I’m lightheaded, and I can’t breathe, but I call his name as I tremble and writhe, pinned to the bed by his body and cock.

“Oh God,” I gasp, my voice quaking. “Oh my God.”

Slowly, my orgasm ebbs, but my body remains on fire. Slater’s chiseled face and icy blue eyes hover above me, his expression strained, as if holding himself back.

“Your turn, Daddy,” I whisper. “Come for me. Come for your dirty little girl.”

He grunts as he starts to move again, the friction of his cock sliding within me, igniting fires in my most intimate parts. I can’t get enough of having him inside of me. Can’t get enough of feeling him choke and fuck me. Can’t get enough of him using me like a dirty little girl and fulfilling all my filthy fantasies. Desire and lust shine brightly in his eyes, making my heart swell within my breast, and I bite my bottom lip.

“Come for me, Daddy,” I say. “I want your come.”

Slater grunts as he pulls his cock out of me, and I watch with rapt fascination as he explodes all over my belly. As he throws his head back and groans, his thick, white seed sprays my stomach and breasts. Mesmerized by the sight of it all, I trace my fingers through it, sliding it across my skin. It’s filthy. It’s just like the movies I watch, and it turns me on so much, I want him to do it all over again.

He flops onto his back, and we lie side by side in silence for several long moments as we catch our breath. Slater finally turns to me and smiles. I lean over and kiss him lightly, then climb out of the bed as he watches me, his eyes drinking every inch of me, his gaze lingering on the sight of his seed on my body.

“Where are you going?” he asks.

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