Page 34 of Watch Me, Daddy

Slowly, he drew his hips back and pushed them forward. Each movement renewed the ache deep inside, and I whimpered quietly, but I didn’t want him to stop. I needed him to keep going. His eyes probed mine, searching for any hint that I wanted this to end.

“Fuck me, Daddy,” I pleaded. I squeezed my arms tighter around his shoulders and rocked my hips a little, intentionally taking him a bit deeper. I gasped, realizing that his cock may be inside me, but I’d yet to take all of it.

My clit throbbed with passionate need.

“Hold on princess. Daddy’s going to give you what you need,” he murmured, his voice raspy with his own desire.

He speared into me with deliberate slowness, forcing his big cock inside me inch by inch. With intention, he gradually picked up the pace, the friction of his thick length driving me wild with passionate desire.

His cock was massive. My inner walls squeezed around him, trying to take him all and drive him out at the exact same time. My body struggled to conform to his size, his thrusts painfully stretching me open wider and wider.

His pelvis ground against my clit, and as he moved faster and faster, I could feel myself rushing towards the edge of no return. With a shameful moan, I rocked my hips back and forth as he drove into me, deeper and deeper until my entire body was taut like a rubber band ready to snap at any moment.

I whimpered, struggling to keep myself together, but his next words pushed me over the edge whether I wanted it or not.

“Come for Daddy. Let me feel you squeeze my cock,” he growled, his rumbling words driving down into the very pit of my soul.

In an instant, lights flashed before my eyes, and my body tipped over the edge of a cliff, falling straight into the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had in my life. My inner walls clamped down around him, and he roared, the sound savage and sexy and altogether perfect.

“Oh! Daddy!” I screamed.

In a violent crescendo, my orgasm ripped through me with savage force. My blood boiled as pleasure raced through every inch of me. I dug my nails into his back, trying to hold on for dear life. My knees squeezed around his waist.

He lost control of his steady pace, fucking me harder and faster with every moment. Each thrust hurt, but it was a double-edged sword of pleasure and pain driving into me with every single one. Bright lights danced in my field of view, forcing me to squeeze my eyes shut. My head flew backwards and suddenly his palm was cupping the back of my scalp, stopping me from hitting the wall.

The sweetness of that single moment wasn’t lost on me.

Every muscle in my body stiffened as my pleasure crested with ruthless force, tossing me around in a brutal riptide of ecstasy that left my throat hoarse from screaming and my body trembling.

When I finally came down from that second climax, I realized that he hadn’t stopped. He wasn’t even slowing down. His pelvis ground against my clit, and I whimpered, feeling that same familiar sensation racing through me. I cried out, but he ignored me, choosing to fuck me even harder instead.

He drove his cock into me like a savage beast, and I took every long inch like I was made for it.

Before I knew what was happening, I was approaching the edge of a cliff once more, my entire body taut like a thread stretched tight. Slowly, I could feel each fiber fraying, and I knew it wouldn’t be long until I came for a third time.

Every nerve in my body was humming with electricity, ready to explode at any moment. Desire surged within me, a torrential wave that swept away all semblance of self-control. With each heartbeat, the pull grew stronger, an irresistible force that consumed my every waking thought and left me teetering on the edge of surrender. It was as if a wildfire had been ignited, raging through my veins, and setting every nerve ending ablaze with an intensity that defied reason.

I could feel the reins of restraint slipping through my fingers, the floodgates opening wide. Every inch of my being seemed to pulse with an urgency that left me gasping for breath, my senses intoxicated by the heady cocktail of his fucking. It was a battle between reason and primal need that sent my heart racing and my body aching for a release that only he could provide.

I gave in.

My third orgasm slammed into me like a tidal wave, sweeping me off my feet and taking me along for a brutally hard ride. Every nerve in my body ignited in the same moment, blinding me with exquisite ecstasy that was both painful and pleasurable in the same breath. Delicious agony pierced through my soul as I rode out wave after wave of consuming bliss. I screamed, holding onto him for dear life.

My inner wall spasmed around him, and he roared, the sound ferally savage. I wound my arms around him even tighter, holding on as his thrusts turned ruthlessly brutal. Every one hurt and drove my orgasm even higher, and then the first spurt of his hot come seared my insides, throwing me into yet another toe-curling climax that made all the rest pale in comparison.

I cried out and my eyes rolled back in my head as one hot lash after another of his seed blazed inside of me. He pounded into me so roughly that I knew I was going to feel this fucking with every step I took tomorrow.

Finally, his pistoning hips began to slow, pumping in and out of me as if he was trying to drive his come deeper into me. I tried to catch my breath, my frantic heart beating wildly in my chest.

“I’ve got you, princess,” he whispered, his gravelly voice hoarse with his own satisfaction.

“I know, Daddy,” I answered softly.

I tucked my head into his shoulder, allowing me to fully relax in his arms. The intensity of our fucking still lingered, its echoes reverberating through my veins as my racing heart gradually found a steady rhythm. It was as if his touch held a soothing balm, mending the cracks in my defenses and luring my heart into a delicate dance of trust.

Nestled against his chest, a tranquil surrender washed over me, like finding refuge in the midst of a storm. The world around us seemed to fade into insignificance as his arms provided a safe haven. A sense of utter satisfaction settled within me, sating the flames of desire that had consumed me only moments before. A soft stirring began within my heart, a delicate melody of emotion that whispered of deeper sentiments taking root.

I pulled my head back, staring into the warmth of his eyes. I sensed something shifting within me. As I navigated the uncharted waters of my feelings, the possibility that what I was experiencing went beyond desire hit me like a tidal wave, suggesting that my heart had begun to love him, to truly love him.

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