Page 45 of Her Bossy Daddy

“No, but—”

“Yes, butt,” I corrected and hoped I’d eased whatever fears were playing through her thoughts. Her mouth quirked up on each side.

“I’ve never had anal sex. What if it stretches me in a painful way?”

“If you experience actual pain, love, then you need to tell me, otherwise be a good girl and take what I give you.”

“No one’s ever touched me back there until you took my temperature.” She grinded her ass into the sheets at the memory. She liked having her previously virgin hole teased. Once I sank my cock into it, she was going to enjoy it even more. I didn’t want to wait another moment to take her there.

“Mmhmm.” I leaned over her body and kissed her squarely on the mouth. “I’m going to touch your pretty puckered opening whenever I damn well please with whatever pleases me. Get me?”

“Oh, fuck.” She bit down on her lower lip, and her face flushed scarlet.

“Yes, I intend to.” I added another finger, letting her grow accustomed to the fullness, and moved it in and out past her tight ring. “We need to properly prepare you so pleasure is the only sensation you’ll feel. Play with your clit, Lacey.” She obeyed without pause, and circled her hot little button with her fingertips, tugging on it, and tapping around it. I removed my fingers and cleaned them while letting her come down from the sensations. I stripped down to nothing and lifted her legs onto my shoulders. “Keep playing with your hot little nub.”

“Yes, Sir,” she nodded and her eyes were wide with anticipation.

“Good girl,” I praised then brushed the tip of my cock against her bottom hole. I entered her slowly, letting her tight muscles relax before I advanced. Inch by inch my hardness slid inside her until my balls met her soft skin. Her ring was so deliciously tight and I groaned in pleasure. “How do you feel, love?”

“Yes, oh, yes—” Her words died on her lips when I pulled back, almost completely, and then filled her up again. Her hands clenched and opened as if searching for something to squeeze.

“Keep your right hand on your clit. Don’t stop playing with yourself until I tell you to stop.”

Her breath hitched in her throat, and I enjoyed watching her mouth words. Lacey writhed on the bed and I continued my steady pace in and out of her tiny rosebud, increasing my speed a bit at a time. Her left hand took a huge fistful of the blanket, and her mouth opened in a glorious wordless scream as she came. My balls contracted. I was so close.

“Keep going, please, it feels so good, Sir,” she encouraged me though I had no intention of stopping. I hit my own peak and came inside her ass. She moaned loudly, and then again as I withdrew my cock, another orgasm rushing through her.

“I’ll be right back, love.” I patted her thigh and lowered her legs down to the bed. “You can drop your hand.”

“Yes, Sir,” she acknowledged, but she was splayed out in bliss and didn’t move. I loved the notion that I’d brought her to such a height, and I smirked, already anticipating our next time together.

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Lacey

Something touched my cheek and it took several seconds for my brain to process. Liam gently cupped my face and I blinked up at him. I’d never felt so wickedly aroused and shamefully penetrated as I had before. It had been an odd mix, but Liam did and said all the right things. He stroked deep pleasure spots, ones I didn’t know existed until he thrusted his cock up my bottom hole. The memory caused heat to flush my face, and I wondered if there would ever be a time where I didn’t blush around him.

“You are so beautiful.” He kissed each of my cheeks, my forehead, and then my lips. “Take a nap, and I’ll get you later. I want you to be nice and rested so you can enjoy the surprise I have for you to the fullest.”

“Is it your cock?”

“You naughty little minx.” He kissed me hard, delving his tongue into my mouth. “Get some rest before you get me all worked up again.”

“Before I get you worked up again?” I teased.

“Rest, love.”

“Yes, Sir,” I giggled as he tugged the soft comforter up to my chin, and again when he tapped my nose. “I love you.”

“I love you more.”

I watched him leave, but instead of having a million questions or thoughts in my mind, I trusted him to take care of us. Whatever he had planned would be special, and as he had already proved. As long as I listened, it would be the best sort of fun for me.

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