Page 5 of Daddy's Double Surprise

“I want this, Sunny,” he growled, voice husky with lust. “God help me, I do. I just need to ask you again if you really want this.” His hands rode my hips, my hands tore his polo off over his head. For a brief second, I thought about how crazy this was, but the thought was quickly lost to the sensation of his tongue circling my nipple again.

“Gosh, don’t make me beg.” I flopped to the bed behind me, and Carter shoved his pants the rest of the way down before kicking off his shoes and stepping out of his slacks.

Then he was on me, spreading my thighs, groping my tits. His lips crushed mine as his pelvis ground against my core. The moisture my body made had him sliding through the mess, grinding against me. I arched upward into him and grabbed a handful of his butt and pulled him down harder as he continuedto grind and hump me. The way he kissed me was intoxicating, long drawn-out swirls of his tongue over mine.

When he finally tore his lips from mine, I said, “I want you inside me now.”

“Oh, but I want to taste you first,” he growled against my mouth before kissing me deeply again. Then he backed slowly down my body, placing kisses every few inches until his head bobbed between my thighs and his tongue slid into my slit.

Oh God, did he know what he was doing. I arched my hips upward as he lapped me up like he was starving and I was the last meal on earth. My hands fisted into the comforter as his tongue danced over my clit, sucking the nub between his teeth before releasing it with a pop. “Oh God!” I moaned through gritted teeth.

He chuckled against my core, sending vibrations through my swollen folds. “You like that?”

“God yeah,” I moaned as he slid his finger inside of me, curling it upward and hitting that sweet spot deep inside. My toes curled, and I bit my lip to keep from screaming as pleasure coursed through me.

He continued to pleasure me, using both his fingers and tongue until the room spun. My orgasm was building, like a storm brewing deep in my core. So close…so close…

“Carter!” I whined, grabbing at his hair, desperate for more. He growled and added a third finger, stretching me wider as he sucked my clit between his teeth.

“Oh Christ!” The orgasm exploded like fireworks on the Fourth of July. I grunted as my body arched, the waves of pleasure coursing through me. Carter didn’t stop there. No, he continued to suckle and nibble until I was a quivering mess. I jolted and twitched, clawed at his scalp and hissed through my teeth to make sure I was quiet, and finally it started to break.

When my breathing returned to normal, he crawled up the length of my body and looked down at me with lust-filled eyes. “You taste incredible,” he said huskily before taking my mouth once more. My musky, salty-sweet taste on his lips made me grin. I grabbed his sides and tilted my head into the kiss.

Carter was very good at doing that, and now with the waves of my orgasm subsiding, I wanted more. I wanted him inside of me, to feel him thrusting into me. Hard and fast until we both exploded together.

“I need you now,” I whined against his mouth. My core still throbbed, wet with arousal and anticipation. Carter pulled back, a grin on his face that made me shudder and lock my ankles behind his back.

He gripped his length and positioned it at my entrance, then he pressed just the tip inside me. My pussy clenched around nothing and I mewled, my hips arching upward in invitation.

“Yes,” I panted, arching my hips upward in invitation. He slid inside inch by excruciating inch, stretching me to my limits until he was deep and completely sheathed inside of me.

His soft groan vibrated through me as he filled me completely, so deep he struck my back wall with each strong thrust. I moaned as we both rocked, our hips testing the limits of each other. His hands gripped my hips, knees digging into the mattress as he started a fast grinding motion that had my toes curling. Faster and faster he pounded into me, his cock hitting that sweet spot each time.

“Right there, don’t stop,” I moaned.

“Oh, I won’t,” Carter grunted, his eyes on mine as he continued to pound into me.

My second orgasm was building, low in my belly, and I could tell by the way his brows furrowed he was close too. His thrusts became harder, more intense, and his breathing more labored.

“God, you feel so good,” he growled between pants as he slammed into me.

My second orgasm was like a freight train barreling into me. It hit hard and fast, taking my breath away. My eyes rolled back in my head as I breathed out Carter’s name in a moan. I clenched around him and writhed; his thrusts were jerky and erratic. And then I felt his heat seeping into me, his jaw dropped in pleasure.

“God yeah,” he grunted, dropping his head to my shoulder as his hips continued to pump into me. I was soaked in sweat, still twitching from my release, and he was breathing hard from exertion.

Carter grunted, “Oh God, wow,” as he rolled to the side and lay on his back next to me. My core throbbed still, endorphins added to the alcohol making me even more dizzy and limp. But I pushed myself off the bed and grabbed my bikini.

“Here,” I said with a grin as I tossed a tissue at him from the box on my nightstand and shuffled into my private bathroom to clean up.

The toilet caught me as I slumped downward hard, and I grabbed the counter to brace myself. The rush of adrenaline and oxytocin from orgasm made me giddy, but it was the swirl of drunkenness that made my vision blur. I saw double as I tried to clean up, but I quickly realized nothing was draining out of me like normal.

I pressed my eyes closed, touching myself lightly. I was soaked from sex, still tender and swollen, and I pushed my fingers deep into myself to find the rim of my female condom, only to realize it was pushed to the side.

“Christ,” I grumbled, hooking my finger around it. I felt the hot moisture of Carter’s semen behind the condom. He was so long, he pushed it aside, and now it was trapped behind the cup instead of being blocked.

For a moment, I sat there staring at my knees, fingers lodged into myself. My eyes were so heavy I thought I might pass out, but a knock on the door startled me.

“You okay?” I heard.

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