Page 112 of Banshee
He groaned and slammed his lips against mine. His kiss was rough and possessive. My hands fumbled as I tried to unbuckle his belt. Frustration consumed us both, and he pushed me down on the bed and ripped the belt out of the loops, tossing it to the side.
He flipped the button and shoved his jeans and boxers to his ankles. All the while, I watched in awe and excitement. His hand wrapped around his length as he stroked himself. Taking a step forward, he asked, “You want Daddy’s cock, baby girl?”
I shuddered as I licked my lips and looked up at him, nodding.
“Open that pretty mouth, baby girl.”
My hands went to the side of his thighs as I scooted to the edge of the bed, trying to get closer. My tongue slipped out and licked the drop of pre-cum that had formed on the tip.
“Don’t tease Daddy, baby girl; open your mouth and take it all.”
His hand went to the back of my head as he pulled me forward. I opened my mouth and took him in. My hands moved to the back of his thighs and slid up, cupping his ass as he pumped his hard cock in and out of my mouth.
“Baby girl, that feels so fucking good. Your gonna make Daddy come. You want Daddy to come in your mouth?”
I couldn’t answer, but when I moaned, I felt him swell against my tongue. I loved the taste of him. The silky feel of his skin, the hard ridges of the veins that wrapped around him.
“That’s it, baby girl. Suck Daddy’s cock.”
He pulled me forward until he was at the back of my throat, my nose nestled in the hair at the base of his cock, and he held me for a few seconds until my eyes watered. When he pulled me back, allowing me to breathe again, I looked up at him.
“You are so damn sexy with my dick in your mouth, baby.”
I reached up and grasped him at the base. I pulled my mouth off him and stroked him until he began leaking again. I licked the head of his cock like an ice-cream cone, causing him to groan and fist his hand in my hair.
I smiled up at him and ran my tongue along the shaft, teasing him until he couldn’t take it any longer. With both hands on the side of my head, he shoved his cock in my mouth.
“What did I say about teasing me, baby girl? Do you want Daddy to punish you?” I nodded and held myself still as I waited for him. His eyes were filled with desire and something darker as he held me firm and fucked my mouth.
I gripped his legs and closed my eyes, letting him use me for his pleasure. Letting him take what he wanted how he wanted. Giving him full control over my body.
He stopped again, fully seated in my mouth. His hand moved to my throat as he massaged my neck until I loosened my hold, and he slipped a little further down my throat.
“Swallow, baby girl,” he ordered.
When I did, his groan was so loud and so graveled. I didn’t think my panties could possibly get wetter, but I was wrong.
“Fuck!”
He pulled back, and I gasped for air, breathing through my nose so I didn’t lose my hold on him. Knowing the power I wielded, the way I could bring him to his knees with only my mouth, was something I’d never felt before.
He stepped back, letting his dick fall from my mouth. I pouted and reached for him, but he took another step away.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Not a fucking thing. Take off your clothes.”
He leaned back against the dresser and toed off his boots. His jeans were next until he stood naked, slowly sliding his hand up and down the length of his cock. I was mesmerized by the motion. Frozen in my spot, it was as though he’d hypnotized me. He stopped moving, and it was like waking from a trance.
“Strip, baby girl. Daddy wants to see all of you.”
I stood slowly, but my movements sped up as the anticipation of what he would do next overtook me. Seconds passed, and my clothes were gone.
“Get on the bed. On your knees.”
I obeyed his order and crawled onto the bed. Looking over my shoulder, I realized he hadn’t moved. He stood there, staring at my ass as he jerked himself off. I wiggled my butt, trying to get his attention.
“Is my baby girl feeling greedy?” he asked, taking a step toward the bed. His hand made contact with my ass cheek, and he rubbed it all over. With my head pressed against the mattress, I pushed back against his hand.
