Page 48 of Taming His Brat

It was a very light admonishment and when she looked down, she could see that he was mostly just teasing her. His eyes twinkled and she caught sight of a slight grin curving his mouth before his face vanished so he could go back to kissing and licking her skin everywhere but where she wanted him.

She knew he wanted her to spell it out in graphic terms. Sometimes when she was feeling bold, she had no problem with dirty talk. Other times, like today, there was something uniquely embarrassing about lewd talk. She squirmed in his grasp.

The vulnerability of their earlier conversation hadn’t completely vanished yet. She could still feel it and that made it a struggle to use the words he wanted. “Please, Daddy, please. You know what I want.” She reached down and tried to show him, stroking the place that badly needed his attention.

“Use your words, Baby. Tell me what you want.” His tone was encouraging and for added incentive he pushed her legs open a little wider, and then freed his hands so he could part the plump lower lips. He spread them and leaned in close, so his warm breath tickled across the glistening folds.

She let out a long shuddering breath. “Oh god … I’m going to die if you keep teasing me.”

He laughed. “How long I tease is up to you, baby. I’m ready when you are.”

Her face flushed with embarrassment and she closed her eyes so that seeing him sprawled between her thighs grinning didn’t add to it. Why was it so easy sometimes and then other times nearly impossible? But she had no doubt that he meant what he said, and he’d continue to drive her crazy until she gave in.

Fuck it. She couldn’t hold out anymore. “Lick me. Lick my pussy and finger me until I come.” She lifted her hips as she said it, almost demanding he comply, but then added, “Please!” as an afterthought. She could feel an embarrassed heat rising up her neck as she said the words.

Maybe it was the demanding tone that made him push it just a little further. He drew his tongue up through the soaked folds and stopped just at her clit. She ground up against his mouth and got a little bit of the friction she badly needed but only for a second before he pulled back.

“Say ‘Please, Daddy.’ And tell me what a good girl you’re going to be if I give you what you want.” It wasn’t a suggestion. The excitement was clear in his voice but under that was iron.

Her hands fisted in the comforter beneath her. A wet patch was forming underneath as her pussy spasmed with desire. “Please Daddy. I’ll be soooo good. I’m going to be such a good girl. Your good girl. Yours. Please, please make me come.”

He didn’t take the time to praise her for obeying, or tease her any further, but he continued to keep it slow at first. Face buried in her slick heat, he lapped at her. She couldn’t think of anything but his tongue and how good it felt. Her fingers threaded through his hair and she grabbed a handful and held on as her need coiled up tight inside of her.

He had to know she was on the edge of breaking because finally he changed it up. Slow and easy turned into licking, stroking, and sucking like he was ravenous, and she was a buffet only for him. Her body was so primed and ready that she came in under a minute, but he didn’t stop. He didn’t even slow down.

Everything went over-sensitive and she whimpered as she tried to push him away. But he pinned her in place, batted her hands out of the way and continued until she was writhing on his tongue and crying out with no concern for the neighbors. When she came a second time, he slid two fingers into her and hooked them as he began to finger her.

No, she’d been wrong earlier. He was going to kill her, but it wouldn’t be from the waiting; it would be from this. This intense, over-the-top pleasure that was rolling through her body until every muscle was tight and shaky. One cry after another filled the room. She begged and pleaded without knowing what she was asking for.

For him to stop? For him to continue? She couldn’t separate them in her head. All she knew was she was coasting along on an endless wave of pleasure and when he finally covered her body and worked his shaft into her, she lost track of everything. Like a wild thing she wrapped her legs around his waist and rocked up to meet his thrusts.

Her nails clawed at his back. Their mouths met brutally, and her crushed lips stung. But the small pain was brief and washed away as she climaxed again. Spots swam in front of her eyes as her entire body arched into a bow. Her pussy clenched around his shaft milking him greedily until he stiffened and groaned.

She could feel him trying to hold out, trying to continue but his body overruled him. She watched his face as he managed one last shaking thrust and then shattered. Normally her eyes were closed by the time they reached this part. She found it easier to lose herself in the sensations without the distraction of watching their bodies move.

But now she opened her eyes just in time to see the intense concentration break apart into a look of pure wonder, and satisfaction filled his face. His head dropped, and their eyes met. They didn’t need any words. The love that was reflected in each other’s eyes said it all and it left no room for doubts.

Everything was going to be okay. She was his. He was hers. Together they would work through all the problems and their relationship would be stronger for it.

The End

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