Page 15 of A Little Valentine's Day Surprise

“You can take it,” he told her, slowly thrusting his finger in and out. “Tell Daddy how badly you want it.”

Her eyes rolled back as he added a second finger. Slowly, he began moving his hips in tandem with the movement of hisfingers, loving the sounds she made. He kept the camera pointed at where he entered her, moving it closer to watch how her body stretched around him.

He moved his fingers in and out of her, slowly increasing the pace, his eyes fixated on her breasts heaving with each labored breath. She was close–so close. He could see it in her eyes. He knew he had to push her over the edge, to give her what she wanted.

"Daddy's going to make you come, baby," he coaxed, his voice low and seductive. "I'm going to make you come, then I'll fill this tight little ass full of mine. You want that, don't you?"

Her breath hitched, her eyes widening, and she moaned softly. Her fingers relaxed before her nails dug into her thighs again. She was at the edge. He could feel it.

"That's it, baby. Just let go," he urged, curling his fingers inside her, hitting her G-spot.

Her entire body shook with her need for release, her whimpers and moans becoming more intense. She arched her back, her hips bucking wildly, meeting his every thrust, as she let out a throaty cry.

The walls of her pussy clenched around his fingers, her legs trembling as he continued to thrust into her. "That's it, baby," he whispered, his voice gravelly and strained even to his own ears. "You look so pretty when you're this full."

"Daddy, please!" she screamed, and he nodded, sweat beading along his brow. He tried to remember the phone, but it was hard when all he wanted to do was watch his baby come apart around his cock and fingers. "I'm?—"

"Come for me." He moved faster, his cock so hard, so thick, and ready to come, it felt like it was about to snap off. "Come for Daddy, pretty girl. Fuck, I can’t hold back. You’re choking my cock."

She pressed her shoulders into the bed, her chest rising as she threw her head back. Her mouth fell open, a silent, breathy moan coming from her as her body convulsed. He growled, slamming into her faster. His body vibrated with the need to come, but he forced himself to hold back as he watched her come undone under him.

"That's fucking it," he grunted. "Fucking come."

He pressed his thumb against her clit, and it was like fireworks going off. She let out the loudest cry he'd ever heard her make. Her pussy and ass clenched around him until he couldn't move.

He couldn't take it anymore. He threw the phone onto the bed beside her and slid his fingers from her passage before bracing his hands on either side of her still-trembling body. He could feel his cock leaking inside her, and he was ready to explode.

"You want my cum, don't you?" he asked her, his voice straining. "Tell me, and I'll fucking give it to you."

"Yes," she nodded, "please come inside me, Daddy."

That was all he needed. His body folded in half as he leaned over her, pressing a hard kiss against her lips. She let go of her legs to wrap her arms around his neck, holding her to him. He pounded into her unrelentingly. He knew she could take it—she'd taken much more.

He loved using her like this, as his precious little toy, and she loved it, too. He loved her more than life itself and knew she wasn't breakable. She could take every inch of him, knew she could handle all the ways he bent her body, and it made him fucking feral.

"Fuck, I'm close," he breathed. "So fucking close."

"Please," she begged again. "Please. Please."

He buried his face in her neck, his hips slamming against hers. Her nails dug into his back, and he gritted his teeth against the pain. It spurred him on, pushing him closer.

"I love you," he breathed, and felt her lips press against his forehead.

"I love you, Daddy."

He exploded, filling her ass with his cum as her words sank in. He knew she loved him; he had heard her say it a million times, but every time, it still took him by surprise. He still couldn't believe this girl loved him. That she'd chosen him.

Breathing heavily, he laid on her for another moment, careful not to completely collapse and crush her. Fuck. That was amazing.

"Daddy?" she breathed, and he lifted his head to look at her, his cock still lodged deep inside her.

"Yes, baby?"

"So, how'd the video turn out?"

Shit. He pulled away, balancing himself on one hand as he grabbed the phone. He thought he'd turned it off, but apparently not. "Good," he said, smoothing his hand over her belly. "We'll watch it later." Her face flushed red, and he knew it had nothing to do with what they'd just done and everything to do with him making her watch this one day.

He couldn't wait for that. He had so many plans for her.

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