Page 46 of Vicious Games

“Good girl,” I crooned softly, running the edge of my palm down the hard length of my cock as I quickly unbuttoned my suit vest with my other hand.

“Now caress that sweet pussy. Get it ready for me.”

She placed her hand between her legs.

“Not like that, with just your middle finger so I can see.”

She bit her lip and groaned as she splayed her fingers wide, using the middle one to caress down the seam of her pussy lips.

I pulled my dress shirt over my head as I kicked off my shoes and socks. “Cup your breast with your other hand.”

She pressed her palm against the lower curve of her breast. Her dusky pink, pert nipple poked out between her fingers.

I lowered my zipper. “Pinch your nipple.”

She pinched her nipple, a low moan escaping her lips.

I lowered my trousers and boxers and kicked them away. Fisting my shaft, I growled, “Harder. Pretend it’s my teeth.”

Her jewel eyes glazed over with want as she did as I commanded.

“Now lift your hips. Show me that pussy.”

She pressed her hands into the covers and clawed at the blanket as she lifted her hips.

“What do you want, baby?”

“You,” she breathed. “Only you.”

I climbed onto the bed between her open legs. With my palms on the curves of her ass, I lifted her even higher. My gaze shifted from her pussy to her abdomen, to the peaks of her breasts, to her open mouth, then finally to her desire-lit eyes. “What do you want from me?”

Her blush deepened.

I leaned in and let my warm breath caress her. Tease her. “Tell me, baby girl. What do you want?”

Her head turned to the side. “I… don’t make me say it.”

“Do you want this?”

I pushed the tip of my tongue against her pussy until I felt the press of her clit. I flicked and sucked it. Her hips bucked, but I kept a firm hold on her body by draping her legs over my shoulders. I applied more pressure with my tongue, relaxing into a slow, steady rhythm.

“Oh, God!”

“Is this what you want, kitten? You want me to lick this sweet pussy?” I kept my mouth on her as I spoke, knowing the press of my lips and the feel of my breath would drive her wild.

“Yes. Please, don’t… don’t stop.”

“Never.”

I increased the pressure and rhythm until her body tensed in my arms. She gasped and held her breath with her eyes closed and her torso stretched upward. I leaned back, still keeping a firm grip on her but allowing her body to take over as the orgasm crested. I waited until the moment her body relaxed and she let out a long, slow breath before continuing. I gently set her hips back onto the bed. Leaning over her, I kissed her breasts, her navel, the soft skin of her inner thigh. I then used the barest brush of my tongue against her clit again.

Her hips bucked as her fingers delved into my hair, trying to pull my head back. “Wait, no. I’m too sensitive.”

“Shhh, baby. Daddy knows best.”

I hadn’t really explored any daddy kink with her in the bedroom yet, but it just felt right in this moment. I wanted to make love to her but still needed for it to have a dark, taboo twist.

My comment hit the spot.

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