Page 76 of Daddies Dark Desires (Forbidden Fantasies)
“Do you want me to stop?”
Her head falls back.
“No. Not until you’re done, Daddy.”
Her groan has her twisting and holding, tensing different muscles until another orgasm rips through her.
I take the wand away and still the dildo inside of her.
She’s beautiful and glistening and panting for breath. I lean over her, nestling my hard-on against the suction cup of the fake cock inside her as I settle my hands under her shoulders.
The animalistic sound that comes out of her mouth is the sweetest aphrodisiac.
Little whining noises fall from between her teeth as she takes the pressure I’m putting on her.
But, I’m down here for a reason. Those pebbled nipples are ripe for the taking. I suck one into my mouth, full, hard, a hint of teeth until her hips jerk. Squeezing her ample breast down to that slick nub, I give it a solid pinch before doing it again and diving down for the other nipple. I give it a good suck.
When I lift back up, I grind into her and pinch at her nipples until she hangs there with her mouth open and tears in her eyes.
I retreat, letting the dildo fall out into my waiting hand. Harper’s not completely broken yet. She’s still got two more holes to work open.
But first, her limbs need a break. I untie her and let blood flow back to where it belongs. When she’s relaxed, I prop her up on her knees, her face planted against my sheets and her hands tied to her ankles.
My thumb grazes her asshole, and her spine rolls. A low moan muffled in the cotton.
“Hmm. This pretty hole needs a good stretch. Got to learn to accommodate more cocks than you’re used to, princess.” I give her cheek a good, solid slap. “When you’re three times the brat, you get triple the punishment.”
Working the fake cock into her ass isn’t as difficult as I imagined it might be. Daddy’s little girl seems to know how to take it. She revels in it.
Once I get a steady rhythm again, she relaxes into my ministrations, but she’s not naturally going to come this way. I’m going to have to turn things up a notch.
In comes the vibrator, and once it’s settled in place, I get the response I want.
Harper’s head flies back, her mouth open to release her cries as I force another orgasm out of her. The dildo stays in her ass, and I take one of the silk ropes to tie around her waist, down between her legs to hold the fake cock in place and sit snugly against her mound.
Then, I unbind her arms and lift her face in my hands.
“Do you trust me, princess?”
Her minute nod is everything.
“Good. Arms behind your back.”
She complies, and I tie her forearms together and keep a firm grip in her hair to steady her.
Her face is wet, tear streaks painting her cheeks, but she still looks up at me with wanting. I silently unbutton my pants and pull myself out. The way she licks her lips has me pulsing already.
God fucking damn it. She really is made for this.
The moment my cock tips her way, Harper opens her mouth. It erases any lingering hesitations.
I let her work saliva down my shaft, let her set her own pace, let her take this small break, and then when she’s gotten me properly lubricated, I tighten my grip on her and take over.
Hitting the back of her throat doesn’t make her gag unpleasantly. Instead, she relaxes into it, her eyes glazing over and her hips shifting against the pressure points I’ve set with the rope.
Oh, fuck.
She’s perfection. All the need I’ve been holding back has me pulling us together like I might die without her mouth on my cock. Pleasure rampages through my veins. I chase after it even as her arousal thickens still in the air.
