Page 27 of Seducing Daddy

“Come here, little girl. Let me snuggle you for being so good.”

I picked her up and set her down so she could curl up against me. “You haven’t called me Daddy, yet,” I said, plucking one of her nipples, enjoying the sight of its rigid stiffness.

“Daddy, you are driving me crazy.”

“Does my little girl need something?” I slid my hand between her legs to touch her drenched center again. “The other day, I told you that you had a way of making a man want to spank the hell out of you. Well, you also have a pussy that makes me want to bury my tongue in it until I suffocate.” I rubbed back and forth, purposely avoiding the spot that would bring her the release she needed, and licked her moisture off my hand for a taste. I eased two fingers inside her now, sliding them out, and then inched them back in, slowly.

She was tighter than any fist, and her pussy clenched and rippled around me. She writhed against my hand, destroyed by pleasure, and her hips rolled, chasing it. “Go ahead, baby girl, fuck my fingers with that pretty pussy. Make yourself come on me.” My thumb teased and rubbed her clit while my fingers pumped at her pussy. “Just like that, Jolene.”

I pinched her climax control between my finger and thumb, using the other hand to penetrate her with rigid fingers, plunging into her until she was begging for it.

“Please tell me that someday you’re going to rearrange my guts with that jumbo cock of yours.” Her last word became a moan.

“Only if you’re a good girl for Daddy. Then you can do whatever you want to me. Now, come all over my fingers.” I screwed my digits into her and squeezed her clit even harder between my forefinger and thumb with the other fist until finally, convulsive waves gripped her, and she exploded all over my hand.

The pleasure rippled through her, and she hummed in satisfaction. I pulled her into my arms and held her tightly until her heart stopped hammering against my chest.

Her next words made my scrotum tauten, as if she dragged her nails over my balls. “When are you going to let me make you feel good? If I was a good girl, does that mean I get to suck it?”

I honestly couldn’t remember the last time I’d had my cock in a woman’s mouth.

Hypnotizing me, she wrapped her small hand around my shaft and began to move it back and forth. A hungry sound emitted from the back of my throat. “Say it, angel. Talk dirty to me. Suck what?”

In that moment, the Holy Spirit provided succor to all my needs. Jolene whispered, “Let me be a good girl and suck you. If you don’t let me, it will be the worst punishment of all. It’s time I tasted that thick cock head of yours.”

Her skin was flawless, made for loving.

But that mouth of hers.

She put my fingers in it, teasing them along her tongue, and my dick pulsed.

I stood up, snatched one pillow off of the bed, and dropped it on the ground in front of me, hasty in my eagerness to have her lips wrapped around where I throbbed. She dropped to her knees, and the sight of her there, looking like she wanted to obey, worship, and adore me, made my cock bob its invitation, a bead of liquid at its leaking tip.

My throat grew thick with desire. “Open your mouth wide, angel. Daddy’s going to stuff it full.”

She did as she was told, parting her lips. Before I planted myself in the back of her throat, she whispered, “It’s so hard. I can’t wait to have your flavor on my lips.” She slithered her tongue underneath my swollen head, teasing, then took gentle tugs at me with her mouth.

I had to grab her hair in my hands to remind myself I was still on planet Earth and then started pulling on the silky tresses as if they were reins. “Baby girl, your mouth is heaven.” I moaned, thrusting a test fuck into her face to see if she’d like it.

She sat back on her heels to look at me. “You taste so good, Daddy.”

She tempted me, suckling with her mouth and bobbing up and down on my dick with her eyes locked on mine.

Judging my reaction.

Taunting me.

I shoved the entirety of my cock in and out of her mouth, and she made gurgling and swallowing sounds at the back of her throat. Sick bastard that I am, it turned me on.

“You like that, angel? You like Daddy fucking your little mouth?”

Her noises were affirmative, so I continued. “You’re so good at it.” I saw stars and stifled a hungry groan when she used her hand to pump me in the opposite direction of her tugging tongue. My words became passionate grunts. “A natural.”

I used the back of her head to hold her down on my shaft while my hips made small, rapid thrusts upward. My pre-cum leaked into her mouth, and she stuck out her tongue to show me. It was a sight I’d never fucking forget.

Then she lapped every extra drip off my erection. “Oh, holy night,” I profaned. “Are you gonna be a good girl for me?” I whispered in prayer, pleading for her mercy.

“Mmm-hmm,” she murmured, her savage lips humming around me, hands dragging out my orgasm, twisting and fucking up and down my shaft.

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