Page 11 of Fake Daddy

“You want me to take all of that?” she whispers, her voice shaking in anticipation.

Leaning forward, I kiss her lips. “In your mouth.” I move down to bite her clit, and she jumps. “In this sweet-smelling cunt.” I grip the backs of her thighs and push until her knees are at her shoulders, then blow across her asshole. “And right in this snug little hole here, too.”

She gulps as she swallows, eyes still glued to my dick.

I wrap a hand around the girth, and it won’t take much for me to shoot a load all over her skin. With my other hand, I grip my balls and tug until it hurts to try and calm down, but it doesn’t help.

Especially when she asks, “Can I taste?”

I spurt a stream of cum across her pussy, and she giggles with delight.

Scooping up the thick liquid with two fingers, I offer them to her, and when she opens her mouth, I shove them in, rubbing along her tongue so she gets the full taste.

Her eyes close, and she sucks my fingers to the back of her throat as she lets out an emphatic moan, lifting her hips before letting me go. “Daddy? Fuck me, please. Make me yours.”

I pounce. I don’t need any more encouragement than her begging. Gripping her throat in one hand, I guide my dick to her pussy with the other and rub along her soaked folds, the wetness driving me crazy. It takes me a minute to focus on more than just rutting her like a wild beast.

“Fucking soaked for me,” I grunt into her mouth. “Good fucking girl.”

“All for you, Daddy. From the moment you walked into my salon, I knew I would never get excited for another man again.”

“Fucking better not. I’ll kill anyone who thinks he even has a chance with you.” Biting her throat, I suck until I’ve left a mark. “I need you to understand what being mine means, Darling.”

“Tell me, Daddy, please, please, pleaseeeee.” She screams as I slam my dick inside her. I don’t feel her hymen tear, and it pisses me off that someone else got inside of her before I did.

“I need his name,” I demand, thrusting painfully. My hips slap at her like a punch because I need to erase this man from her every fucking thought.

“Who?” she cries out, gripping my hair and tugging until it stings.

“Whoever took your cherry.” I bite her throat again before moving down and sucking one of her puckered nipples into my mouth. “I need his fucking name.”

Her legs hike up higher on my hips, and her ankles hook together on my lower back. “It was a dildo.” She moans as I slam in again, feeling her walls squeezing me tightly. “Oh, oh, ohhhh, Daddy, right there.” She holds her breath as I fuck in hard again. “Daddy!” she screams as I feel her cream all over me, sucking my dick in until I can’t move.

“You’re telling me you were a fucking virgin, and I just fucked you like a whore?” Releasing her throat, I grip her hips as I sit up, holding her tight to me.

“The only dick I’ve had in my pussy is yours, Daddy.” She pants for breath as I stare down at her pussy stretched painfully around my cock.

“Fuck,” I grunt. Tapping her clit with a finger, she twitches. I stroke the sensitive bud, petting her like a kitten until she calms down. “I fucked you like a beast.”

“I really like it,” Darling replies as her legs release me, and she walks her feet up my chest until they sit on my shoulders. She closes her legs, and her cunt gets tighter. Painfully so. “I’d really like it again, too.”

“You don’t know what you’re asking for.” I hiss as she pumps her hips up and down, fucking herself on my dick when she must be hurting.

“Yes, I do, Daddy.”

That fucking pout again.

Hooking both legs to one shoulder, I bend down to her mouth, sinking in deeper and nearly blacking out from the pleasure as I take her lips. Slow and sweet, letting her know how much she means to me in such a short time.

She drives me to the edge as she takes charge of the kiss, thrusting her tongue into my mouth, clinging to me like she’ll die without me. She tries moving her hips, but I’ve pinned her down so she can’t. If she wants me to fuck her hard, then she’ll accept it at my pace.

“Be a good girl and stay just like this.” I clasp each of her hands and pin her arms above her head.

Alarm slams through me at the feel of scars on her wrists, but she’s languid and happy in my control, so I don’t say anything. That can be a tomorrow conversation. Right now, I just need her tied to me, and the best way to do that is to plant a baby inside of her.

“Breed me, Daddy.” She pulls the thought right from my head.

With Darling pinned down, I fuck her like she pleads for. Hard, forceful, and lovingly, because all I want is to see her smile. My orgasm races to the surface, my balls tighten, and my spine tingles as blood pumps furiously through my veins.

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