Page 33 of Watch Me, Daddy

My toes curled and my fingers dug into his back as my pleasure reached a blazing crescendo, throwing me high up into the sky and leaving me to free fall on my way back down. Exquisite bliss rained all over me, electric sensation coursing up and down my limbs without any sense of reason. A scream swelled in the center of my chest, and there was no keeping it back.

I didn’t even try. It started as a strangled moan, but quickly transformed into a fully-fledged scream that burned at the back of my throat. It was like I was exploding from the inside out, and I couldn’t get ahold of any semblance of control no matter how hard I tried.

By the time my passionate euphoria crested and started to fade, my breathing had turned ragged, and my heart was beating like a drum in my chest. I rested the back of my head against the wall and simply focused on drawing in air.

“You came sobeautifullyfor me,” he whispered.

Heat rushed to my cheeks as I felt Aidan’s gaze linger on me, his eyes rapt with attention. His knowing smirk only deepened my blush. In that instant, it was as if he could read the very thoughts flickering across my mind, and the intimate connection between us made the flush of shame all the more potent.

It made my pussy even wetter.

“No one has ever…”

“It makes me very hard to know I’m the first man that has ever seen you come. Feel how hard you make me. That’syou, babygirl,” he growled.

“I can feel it, Daddy,” I whispered, blushing harder with my shame.

His hips pulled back, dragging his heated flesh along my pulsing clit, and I flinched, crying out as a wave of intense sensation slammed into me. My palm pushed against his shoulder, but he easily wrangled his fingers around my wrist and pinned it above my head.

“I’m far from through with you, princess. You’re going to come a great deal more for me before I’m done,” he threatened.

“But I…”

“I know you’re sensitive, sassy girl. But I know you’re going to take it like a good girl, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I breathed, my body feeling as thought it had literally caught flame. I met his smoldering gaze head-on, the intensity of it sending a jolt of electricity through me. His eyes held a promise, a silent invitation that left my heart racing and my breath catching, igniting a fire within me that refused to be contained.

He drew his hips back and forth, forcing me past that sensitive wall and teasing me until I was breathless with want. My hips bucked, and a stark realization hit me. I was approaching the edge of another orgasm, so quickly in fact that if he kept moving his hips like this, I was going to break apart in mere seconds.

I almost didn’t believe it. I’d never come more than once in my life before, but I had a feeling that it wasn’t ever going to be a problem for Aidan.

He knows what he’s doing.

With heated diligence, he worked my needy little clit until I was just on the edge before he stilled. A visceral wall of denial slammed into me, and I cried out, taken aback by the strength of the flaring sensation before it quelled, and my body hummed with unreleased desire. Helpless against him, I suffered as he teased me to the edge and back again countless times, so much so that my skin was crawling with electricity by the time he jerked his hips back and adjusted himself so that the head of his cock was just brushing against my entrance.

“This next part is going to hurt a little bit, sweet girl, but Daddy is going to take care of you,” he rumbled, and I nodded.

Aidan Murphy was going to take my virginity. As much as I knew about the anatomy of my body, I didn’t feel prepared for this, nor did I feel that I would ever be, so I curled myself around him and leaned on him for support.

With no further warning, his hips shot forward like a piston, and his cock pierced into my entrance like a spear, aided by my copious wetness. The burning stretch paled compared to the brutal, tearing pain that radiated through me, pulsing hot and sharp for several long moments. I cried out, my sounds desperate, and his lips possessed mine with savage fervor. With his kiss he swallowed my screams until the agony started to fade away. After a while longer, it had quelled entirely, only to be replaced with the buzzing desire he’d built up in me before he’d broken through my virgin barrier.

“When you’re ready, all you need to do is ask Daddy for the fucking you need, and I’ll give it to you, princess,” he breathed.

Locked in his boiling gaze, an unspoken current passed between us, crackling with a fervor that defied explanation. The weight of his stare was almost tangible, a force that pulled me in and held me captive, drowning out everything around us. In that charged moment, it was as if time itself had stilled, leaving my heart racing and my senses ablaze with a delicious desire.

Even though the pain from my initial taking had faded, that didn’t mean that his cock inside me didn’t hurt. The burning strength of his thick girth spread me wide open, and I whimpered softly. It felt as though I was suspended on top of his cock. Soon enough, it became difficult to stay still, and I knew I needed to utter the words he wanted to hear.

I had a feeling that it was going to hurt much more when he started to fuck me, but I didn’t care.

You’re going to come much harder because of it, you little slut.

“Please, Daddy. Please fuck me,” I whispered, my words causing my face to heat even further, and he chuckled darkly.

“I could feel your pussy clenching around me with every word, naughty girl. You need Daddy’s cock, don’t you?”

A cocktail of shame and desire swirled within me, the telltale warmth of my rampant blushing creeping up to stain my cheeks bright red. His penetrating gaze seemed to lay bare every hidden facet of my being, and I found myself simultaneously yearning for and recoiling from the raw intensity of his scrutiny.

“Yes, Daddy,” I admitted with a hushed whisper.

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