Page 58 of Cutter

“Yes, baby. I’m all yours. Take me into you.” Cupping the back of her head to hold her in place, he gave himself to her. Allowed her to take whatever she wanted from him because, in a moment, control would be his.

Chest heaving, Emily pulled back. The image of a frenzied creature, her eyes glassy with lust, her lips were red and swollen, her face wet. As she wiped her mouth with the back of one hand, with the other she dragged her fingernails down his biceps. “I…can’t get…”

“Enough,” he finished for her.

“Yes!” She tore at her romper, but the unyielding straps dug into her tender skin.

“Stop. You’re gonna hurt yourself.”

“Please,” she begged, pulling at her top buttons with both hands.

Cutter silenced her pleas with his mouth as he turned from the wall. Holding her tightly, he collapsed on the bed and rolled to end on top. Leaning on his elbows, he propped himself up. She blinked her pretty blue eyes and parted her lips. The invitation was irresistible. He bit her plump lower lip, and her eyes crinkled.

“You like?” he asked.

“More?”

“Greedy.”

“For you.”

“Where are you, princess?”

“Burning with spice.”

“Good. So am I. And this is in the way.” Straddling her waist with his knees, Cutter clasped the front opening of the stubborn romper. With one hard tug, the material surrendered, and the straps gave way. Her creamy skin and beautiful soft mounds with spiky, dark pink nipples appeared before his hungry eyes.

Instantly, Emily cupped her breasts and held them up. “Here, Daddy. Take.”

Her gesture elicited a firestorm within him. Unable to answer, he descended and swirled one nipple within his lips. Herolled the other between his fingers as Emily, still holding up her breasts, undulated and arched under him.

“Harder, please,” she moaned. “Pinch, bite. I wanna feel you. Hurt me, Daddy. Give me your pain.”

Smiling over one turgid tip, he took it within his teeth, nibbled, then, closing his eyes, he bit down hard.

“Yesss!” Emily wailed as ecstasy laced with pain drove her. She bucked her hips up, trying to get closer to him. Her honest reactions to his stimuli and hard caresses were more than he could ask for. She didn’t know it, but she was a natural. Her masochist tendencies fit his sadist dominance perfectly, and he intended to push her to her limits and beyond. But for now, one word had to be set.

Releasing her nipple, he straightened. Her eyes opened wide and his gaze bore into them. “Emily, listen,” he murmured. “I’m going to fuck you, baby. Fill your pussy with my cock. Anything feels wrong or hurts too much, say red. Hear me?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

That was good enough for him.

“Good girl.”

Lifting her shoulders one-handed, he moved the romper down with quick tugs. Emily lifted her butt, and he took it off. Now, he could admire her generous curves. She was made for his tastes, with generous rounded hips a man could hold on to while impaling himself into her. A narrow waist and softly rounded belly he could drop kisses on and nibble as his fingers explored her intimate depths and labia.

“You are so beautiful.” He had to say it.

“I want to see you.” She extended a hand, almost reached him. “I’ve waited, been a good girl. Show yourself to me.”

How could he deny her when she asked so sweetly? And besides, his jeans and T-shirt interfered with the feverish union, the delicious damp skin-to-damp skin sensation. Crawling back,he stood and took the condoms out of his jeans pocket, then tossed them close to her. With eager eyes, she watched every move he made, and when he discarded his clothes and stood naked, her mouth rounded, and she beckoned with her arms.

“Still want this?” He held up his throbbing cock.

Nodding vigorously, she replied, “Give it to me.” Widening her legs, she splayed her pussy, showing her reddened flesh and slick entrance. Fuck, yes. She was sexy, brazen, and daring, and deserved a reward from her Daddy for her good behavior.

“Daddy wants to eat first.” He crawled up the bed, lifted her hips, then buried his mouth in her sex. He licked, tasted, and played with her until tiny spasms told him her excitement was reaching the edge.

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