“Could have fooled me,” I reply with a chuckle as I use the tips of my fingers to trace her vulva. “Especially with the way you reacted when you caught us.”

“I never wantedhim,” she stammers as her body gently shudders beneath my touch. “I never wanted to feel anything that he had to offer.”

A finger slides down her slit again as a smile curves my lips.The socialite daughter of a hotshot who’s been in the tabloids for dating the sons of heirs wants?

“What did you want, Emily?” I ask as I press my finger down and slowly open her lower lips. I curve my digit, press it against her hardened nub, and then begin to circle it.

She attempts to sit up, but I push her shoulder roughly, putting her on her back again, then use my other hand to slide a finger into her wet opening.

“To … to know … what you …”

“To know what I what, Emily?” I press as I slip another finger inside of her.

“Taste like,” she moans as her back arches and she grabs my wrist. “What it was about you that had him under your spell.”

I smirk as she begins to roll her hips, pushing her pussy down against my two fingers as I start to fuck her with them.

Daddy’s picture-perfect princess wants me.

“Why?” I ask.

Emily cups her tits and squeezes them as she continues to roll her hips. I pinch her clit, eliciting a gasp from her, then press her for an answer.

“Why?”

“Because you drove him crazy,” she stammers through bated breaths. “And I always wanted to know why.”

“Daddy never had me likethis,” I assure her as I let go of her clit, lean down and flick the tip of my tongue against it. “Does this feel good?”

“Yes,”she mewls as she moves her hips faster.

“I can play Daddy if you want, Emily. But it’ll just be us—our little secret. Do you want me to?”

“Please,” she groans as she pulls on her tits, then lets them go, before reaching up and fisting her own hair.

Pulling my fingers out of her, I reach for her arms and sit her up. I lean down and pull my panties off, then, with a flourish, raise the hem of my dress.

“Get your taste, Emily. Then I’ll fuck you better than Daddy ever could,” I promise her.

She immediately scoots forward, pushes my pussy lips open, then slides her tongue against my hole. Grabbing my hips, Emily wildly starts to lap at my clit and I smirk as I push her face against my cunt.

It’s not the best head I’ve ever had, but at least she’s doing her best.

“Mm,” I moan out as I rest one of my legs on her forearm. My tongue slips out between my lips as I use both hands to force her to continue eating, depriving her of breath, and begin to grind against her mouth.

I keep the hem of the dress out of the way so I can watch her desperate attempt to make me come.

“Good girl,” I moan out as soon as she starts to push her tongue in and out my hole. “That’s much better than Daddy ever did.”

The false praise is enough to get her to mimic my earlier moves. She pulls her tongue out of me and looks up into my eyes. I push her hair away from her face and smile as she slides two fingers into my cunt and starts to fuck me as wildly as she can.

I’ve never seen so much lust in one person’s eyes before and I know that everything she’s feeling is real.

I run my tongue over my lips, then moan gently enough for her to assume she’s giving me pleasure. As Emily leans forward and nibbles on my clit, my eyes begin to scan the room.

I need something perfect to be able to play Daddy. But what can I use?

No sooner am I ready to give up and let her keep eating, do my eyes rest on something long, perfect, slender, and beautiful.