Page 24 of Her Bossy Daddy

“Jesus,” he groaned when I increased the speed. “You feel amazing, love.”

I mouthed him faster, licking and sucking like I did this sort of thing every day. He groaned and grunted, sounds that fueled my inner vixen. She soared from the endorphin rush, and soon Liam climaxed into my mouth. I swallowed every drop, loving the way he tasted on my lips. Crawling up the bed and feeling empowered, I stroked his cheek.

“Did you enjoy me, Sir?”

“Of course.” He kissed me. “Undo the ties so I can show you just how much.”

I giggled, forgetting the simplest of restraints still left your limbs useless after they were left on for a while. I reached for his right hand and untied the material from around his wrist. I laced my fingers in his and rubbed all along his arm. “Maybe I’ll only free one side,” I winked.

“Even with one hand, I can have my way with you.” He shifted our positions to place himself on top of me. He nipped little love bites all along my neck, and then he licked a long line down to my breasts. “But I’d rather use both hands. Untie the other one, love.”

I giggled again, loving his firm tone mixed with a bit of playfulness. “Yes, Sir.” I released his left hand, quicker than the other, but took the time to rub along it all same. “You’ve already done so much to me tonight, what more can you possibly do?”

“Get up on your knees and turn around.” Liam kissed me and then bit my lip before releasing it. He was in quite the mood.

I got up on all fours. The nerves from earlier slipped away. This moment was all that mattered. He smacked my ass once and I jumped. Something darker danced just behind his green eyes, the playfulness gone, and goosebumps flared along my skin. “What?”

“Pay attention.” Liam nudged me. “Turn around.”

I did so, quicker than his original request, and he slid his cock into my heated core. “Oh, fuck.” He felt so damn good inside of me, even better than our first time together. He pumped in and out of me while I rocked my hips, tuned to match his rhythm. His right hand encircled my throat. “Liam,” I gasped out his name.

“Say it louder.” He increased his speed, the fingers on his left hand dug into my hips, just a bit more pain than pleasure, and it matched the pressure on my neck. “I want to hear you scream my name, love. Right fucking now.”

“Liam—” I struggled for enough air, panicking slightly, and shook my head.

“Stop fighting me, Lacey.” He loosened his grip a little bit. “Do as I’ve said.”

I swallowed hard under his hand, and then again. My heart slammed against my chest, and it echoed in my ears. I wondered if Liam could hear it as well. This was a side of him I hadn’t seen before. The side he warned me about. One of the darker fetishes in his wheelhouse. It scared me since I hadn’t done this sort of thing, but I trusted him without question and it intensified the moment.

“Fuck me harder, Sir.” I didn’t think anyone had ever taken me so rough before, and I loved every fucking second of it. Liam dialed back the speed of his hips, but made up for it in intensity. He pulled his cock out, and then thrusted himself back into my pussy. Over and over he pumped while he kept his hand splayed across my throat.

“I want to hear you, love.”

“Oh,” I grunted, so completely undone, wild with passion as I writhed against the mattress. Our bodies were so connected. He bit down on my shoulder, and the pain sizzled through me. “Liam—” His hold, the way he commanded my body, the way he controlled my orgasms all came together at once and I finally stopped fighting.

“Louder,” he whispered into my ear. The soft cadence of his voice made the moment so much hotter.

“I can’t.” My voice came out hoarse.

“Say my name so loud the neighbors wake up needing a smoke.”

Fuck. He wasn’t playing. I needed to do as he said. He squeezed his fingers together as he pounded against me, and the combination pushed me over the edge.

“Liam!” I screamed as he brought me several powerful orgasms in a row, something I hadn’t been prepared for. We crashed into the mattress together, completely spent. It took me a few minutes to remember how to speak.

“You all right, love?” Liam stroked the tender skin along my throat from where he’d grabbed me.

“Wow,” I mumbled. “That was amazing, but also super intense.”

“Lovely,” he winked. “Just the way I like it.” He tugged the sheets up and over us, and I snuggled against his side. “I love having you in my bed.”

“Mm, I like being in your bed. We should do this more often.”

“Absolutely,” he agreed. “Goodnight, Lacey.”

“Goodnight.” His breath evened out sometime later. I listened to the soft sounds of him sleeping until I fell into my own dreams, more relaxed than I’d been in months.

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