Page 36 of Filthy Business
His body was firm, toned, muscles defined. I didn’t feel crowded by him, but safe beside him. I traced my fingers over his back, down to his firm ass cheeks. The memory of watching his ass move in the mirror made me smile.
Daddy knew how to fuck.
It wasn’t long before I was massaging his balls and tugging at his cock like a spoiled brat.
He woke up with a groan and pulled me beneath him.
“My greedy little girl still has a hungry little cunt,” he murmured, kissing my neck.
I said nothing and spread my legs wide, feeling his heavy cock rub against my pussy.
Taking advantage of my last night in his apartment.
His cock nudged at my entrance, heavy and unhurried. I tilted my hips, silently begging for more, and he slid in with a low groan, inch by thick inch. The stretch made me gasp. It didn’t matter how many times we’d fucked—my cunt still struggled to take him without protest.
“There she is,” he rasped against my throat.“My perfect little hole. Always so tight for me in the morning.”
I dug my nails into his shoulders as he bottomed out. My breath caught when I felt him press deep—so deep I swore I could feel him in my belly. My legs locked around his waist.
“God,” I whispered,“you’re so deep, Daddy.”
“That’s right, baby,” he murmured, still buried inside me.“That’s where my cock belongs. In your belly, stretching you open, keeping you full.”
He pulled out just enough to make me whimper before sliding back in just as slow.
“I want you to remember this when you’re unpacking boxes later,” he growled.“Want you leaking my come all over your new place. First load on your sheets. Second on that new rug. Third in your fucking mouth if you keep looking at me like that.”
His hips rolled and rocked, making me feel every ridge of his cock dragging along my walls. I arched my back, moaning when he reached the sweet spot inside me, hitting it perfectly over and over.
“You feel that?” he breathed.“That’s Daddy’s cock rearranging your insides. Making sure no one ever fits inside you like I do.”
I clung to him, panting as my orgasm built slow and steady, curling tight in my gut.
“Beg for it,” he said, voice thick with lust.“Beg me to breed this tight little cunt again.”
“Please,” I moaned.“Please, Daddy. Fuck a baby into me. Breed me. Fill me up—don’t stop, don’t pull out—just come deep.”
He growled low in his throat and drove into me harder, staying deep.
“I’ll give you everything, baby. Fuck you stupid and full before you even hang your clothes in that new closet.”
I shattered beneath him, crying out as I came hard around his cock, pulsing, twitching, holding him inside me as his thrusts stuttered.
He came with a groan, thick and deep. I felt it. Every drop.
And I didn’t want to move. Not yet.
I wasn’t sure who was seducing whom anymore.
But if my revised plan worked out—
Daddy was mine for good.
Chapter 16
Magnus
Two nights a week weren’t enough. I’d tried to abide by the contract rules since Iris moved into her new apartment. To give her space.
