Page 67 of Daddies Dark Desires (Forbidden Fantasies)
Her hands scramble across my arms, reaching for me, and I love every swipe of her fingers across my chest, my sides, my shoulders. It draws my skin tight.
Spreading my knees drops the angle of my thrusts as I start to pick up speed. The need to have her come all over my cock is all consuming.
I’m deep in there, working a spot that makes her toes curl.
Harper’s nails find my shoulders. Her soft grunts accompany each punctuated thrust, and she’s strangling me with her core. She goes stiff under me, feet then legs starting to flop as her muscles loosen.
I can’t stop, but I slow down again, taking her hands and guiding her to hold her knees as I fold her up. My hand finds her chest, nestling around her soft breasts. Her lip catches between her teeth as I press her down.
She feels so perfect. So right. Better than any dream.
The times I’ve seen her like this with someone else, it’s electric to know what she wants and to give it to her. To feel how her body responds.
To be the recipient of that radiant glow in her gaze.
I slide my hand up to encircle her throat, not to choke her but to put a steady pressure, a measure of control that she craves. It’s firm enough that her moan vibrates against my palm.
“You can still breathe?”
She pulls in a shuddering breath. “Yes, Daddy.”
Her voice is husky, soft, and it drags nails through my heart. This girl…everything she does makes me more obsessed with her.
My other hand slips between us, thumb stroking her clit and earning another low groan.
Harper’s eyes start to roll back, and her pussy is a fist around my cock.
Fuck, she makes it hard to keep my head. She feels so good.
It takes no time to make her come again, and my dark desires start to surface. How many times can I make her come before we’re interrupted?
I’m mesmerized by the faces she makes as she breaks apart under me. I don’t let up on her this time, pounding my cock into her, holding her in place, rubbing that swollen clit as she keens.
But Harper takes it. No pushing me away, no twisting to get out of my grip, not a single word to stop me. Instead, she locks onto me. Hands around my forearm and wrist, she seethes through the overload of pleasure, and the power she hands over so willingly is going to be my downfall.
I work into her a little further, rooting against her womb until I can’t hold back any longer. Pleasure zips through me, and my hips rut in a frenzy. I come inside her, holding her over me as I empty myself.
My hand releases her throat, and she sucks in a sharp breath. Then a longer, shakier one.
She reels me in, nose brushing mine in a sweet temptation. “Daddy.”
The soft endearment has me pressing into her a little harder, a hum vibrating low in my throat. “Daddy isn’t done with you yet.”
I lay a kiss on her mouth. No pretenses. I plunder her mouth to claim her as completely as possible. Now that I’ve had her, I’m not letting an inch of her go.
Harper needs to understand this.
She’s dazed when I release her, when I pull out and kiss my way back down her body. My hand is back between her legs, fingers plunging through the remnants of our shared orgasms.
“Oh fuck.” It’s like I’ve sucked all the air out of her lungs.
Her hips jerk when I lick her plump little bud.
“What are you doing?”
“Hmm. If you think the fact that you’re full of my cum means I’m not going to put my mouth on you again, you’re wrong.”
I suck harder, twisting my fingers inside her and rubbing against the back wall of her hot little pussy as she cries out.
