Page 27 of Still His

Gross, so not as good as the books make it sound. But the guttural sound Dad just made? That is fucking addicting. I would eat his cock and cum every day just to hear more of those sounds.

I flick my tongue out again and he groans loudly, his hips lifting a little as his hands go into my hair, massaging the back of my head.

“That’s it, kitten. Take me with that sweet tongue of yours,” he groans, guiding my other hand to wrap around him and I stare at our connection in amazement.

He looks so hard but feels like velvet against my palm. So much better than those ‘realistic’ toys I have. I don’t think they could ever capture this feeling.

Maybe it’s just Dad.

All I know is I’m glad it’s his dick I have in my hand right now and that I waited for him.

I glide my hand up and down his shaft slowly, watching his face to make sure I’m not causing him pain, but the sounds he is making have me wetter than I’ve ever felt in my damn life. My slickness is dripping down my thighs as I rub them together.

“Help me, Master. Dad, please.”

He growls when I call him Dad but his cock jerks in my hand. He clearly likes the taboo aspect of our relationship

“You…you liked that?” I ask, and he chuckles hoarsely.

“I love you begging. What you call me doesn’t change that fact,” he growls and leans down until his nose is against mine and pulls my hair into a tight fist. “Now, take my dick in that hot little mouth of yours and make me cum,” he grinds out before shoving my face back to his cock as I eagerly take him into my mouth.

I moan and gag as I take him as deep into my throat as I can before easing back up and doing it all over again, his groans and tight hand in my hair spurring me on.

“That’s it, kitten. Take Master deep, baby.”

Hell yes.

I lift my eyes to meet his as I take him to the back of my throat before relaxing. Breathing through my nose, I force my throat to stay relaxed as I push him deeper into it, feeling him swell against my walls. He curses as hot liquid shoots down my throat, his dick pulsing and jumping with every curse.

Once he’s stopped cumming, I slowly pull off him before sucking the tip to make sure I got every last drop.

“God, baby. That was so fucking perfect.” He groans in contentment before loosening his grip on my hair and smiling down at me.

“I fucking love you, Catherine.” I blink back tears as I see the truth in his eyes. “I’m irrevocably in love with you and nothing and no one will ever change that for me. It was always meant to be you.”

“I love you too, Dad. It’s always been you.” He nods before picking me up and sitting me on his lap. “I’ve never wanted anyone but you,” I tell him, and he groans, pushing my shorts and panties to the side before running a finger through my folds, making me whimper.

“Kitten,” he rasps like my soaked core is a weapon out to destroy him. His finger slowly circles my clit until I cry. Leaning forward, he kisses my lips softly before moving his two middle fingers to my entrance. “Sit that tight little pussy deep on my fingers. I want you to ride them until you cum,” he orders and I nod.

Slowly lowering my body onto his two fingers, he immediately curls them to hit that spot inside me and I jump, slamming my hips down farther.

“Oh, yes Master. Yes,” I moan, moving my hips to find the rhythm that feels the best before picking up the pace, his fingers curling inside me every time I fall back onto him.

“So fucking tight, kitten. I’m going to make this kitty purr until you’re screaming my name as you cum all over my fingers.”

I nod frantically as I move harder and faster on his hand. Up and down, circling my hips in tight movements until the pressure is building in my lower belly like a dam trying to break free.

“Cumming. Cumming,” I chant over and over as his other hand grabs my hip and he adds a third finger, making me detonate from the stretch and pressure as I cry out his name.

“Simon!” I scream and grind my clit against the palm of his hand for added friction while my body explodes with white light.

“Beautiful,” he growls before kissing me with all the love he feels, the passion and desire from seeing me cum clear as his tongue dances with mine. “That was the most incredible sight I have ever seen, kitten,” he rasps, pulling his fingers from my core, leaving me feeling empty and sated.

“You’ve seen me cum lots of times, Daddy,” I whisper, leaning against his chest as all the energy flees from my body. His arms band around me, pulling me tight against him.

“Not like this. I will never get enough of you, Cat.”

I nod and start to drift off in his lap, vaguely aware that he’s moving me around until he has an arm under my knees and one around my back before standing.

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