Page 58 of Dark Torment

OLIVIA

“Can I touch you, baby?”he asks, and I stare at him for a moment before nodding.

I want him to touch me. I want him to do everything he can to make me forget.

He leans into me, cupping my face in his hands before kissing me with tenderness, gently running his tongue along the seam of my lips. The moment I open up for him, we both groan in pleasure.

Kissing him is like coming home. It feels natural and right in every way.

His tongue sweeps against mine, and I melt into him. Wrapping my arms around his neck, my fingers dig into his hair and tug to get a better grip.

“Easy, sunflower,” he groans, and I smile against his lips. It’s easy to be in the moment with him.

“I don’t want easy, Daddy,” I whisper, and his head snaps back.

“Olivia,” he growls.

“I did some research, you know. I don’t know if you’re the daddy dom type that wants a little girl, but I can get down with you being the daddy dom that wants to praise and punish me.” I bite my lip, my core flooding with heat.

I’m not lying. I don’t think being his little girl is something that appeals to me, but being his submissive, his baby? I’m all for that.

“Liv.” He swallows hard, eyes devouring my mouth. “Be sure about this. I don’t need you to be my little girl. It’s never been my thing, but if you agree to be my submissive, we’re going to have rules and punishments,” he tells me, completely serious.

“I want that with you. I got so hot reading some of the things I did. I—” I cut myself off, worried about how to tell him I’m unexperienced in all forms, but he knows. Of course he knows.

“I love that you looked into it, even though we haven’t had time to discuss it. I’ve got you, Liv. Daddy’s always got you.” He runs his hands down my sides until he’s gripping my thighs.

Tugging me hard, he pulls me until I’m laying on my back with my butt in his lap. Heaven help me, that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

“Oh,” I gasp when his hardness grinds into my bottom. I still don’t know how that thing will ever fit in me. It’s not freaking human.

“Like what you’re feeling, baby?” he purrs, and I moan, trying to rub my thighs together, forgetting he’s between them.

He smirks at me when I huff out a frustrated breath as his hands travel along my sides.

“Please,” I whimper when his palm grazes my breast.

Every part of my body feels on fire as he continues gently exploring every part of my body, bringing feelings to life I had no idea existed.

“I want you drowning for me, baby. Are you desperate for me to touch you?” He rubs his dick against me again, this time shifting my body so he’s rubbing against my core.

“Yes! Oh, God!” I moan, breathless and crazed.

The times I’d tried in the past to get myself off, I had nothing to make me feel alive, so it never worked.

He growls, pulling completely out from under me and moving to tower over me. “So damn perfect,” he hisses before kissing me hard.

He lays his body down beside me, pulling me close while one hand knots in my hair to tug it, the other moving to cup my butt.

“Liv,” he groans, his mouth moving over mine before he pulls my hair, his tongue plunging inside when I gasp.

I push back against him, feeling more confident than I ever have in my life as I move my hand down his side to cup his gorgeous butt.

The sounds he makes when I squeeze have me moaning against his mouth. “Jonathan, Daddy, please,” I beg, not knowing what I want, just knowing he’s the only one that can give it to me.

“Shh, I’ve got you, baby. Are you wet for me?” he growls against my neck, and I swallow, nodding my head and lifting my hips against him. Seeking any kind of friction I can get.

“Words, Liv. I need you to answer me,” he says, kissing down my neck and collarbone, propping himself back up on his knees for his hands to travel under my shirt.

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