Page 6 of Devil May Cry


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I used my hand and my mouth as he grabbed a hold of my hair and pumped his cock in and out of my mouth.

“Fuck…Jesus…grrrrr,” he growled, as it was my turn to make him crazy. I swirled my tongue around it as I hummed and moaned.

“Fucking come in my mouth,” I demanded around his cock sliding in and out.

“You want me to fill that sassy fucking mouth of yours?” he groaned out as he pumped faster. His control was hanging by a tether, which is hard to make a Dom do.

“Now,” I demanded, as I met his eyes and held them. He grabbed hold of my chin and held onto his cock as he fed me his length.

“Bossy little mistress…fuuuck…” He held my eyes as he spurted his load onto my awaiting tongue. I savored his taste, licking and sucking his crown. I could have tasted him repeatedly, just worshipping his glorious cock.

“You’re a naughty temptress,” he said as he pulled me up off the floor.

“Mistress….” I corrected and waited for him to let me know what he wanted to be called.

“Daddy…you can call me Daddy,” he told me. I had never called anyone Daddy. But like all things with this man, I gave in.

“Daddy,” I tested the nickname on my lips as I licked them.

His mouth sealed over mine before I could say or do another thing. His tongue sought mine, as we both moaned at our mingled tastes in each other’s mouth.

“We’ve got one hell of a cocktail,” he mused. I wrapped my legs around his waist, as he stormed us out of the locker room.

“Does Daddy have a plan?” I teased in his ear, as he opened the door to one of the playrooms.

“Oh mistress, you know you will learn to follow my lead,” he warned, giving me a smack on the ass.

The room he took us into was lined with mirrors around the walls, and on the ceiling. There were multiple surfaces to play on. A large round lounge bed, big, upholstered chairs that reclined slightly. All were arranged in front of the mirrors.

Upon us entering there were other parties there, but he had turned our bracelets red, which meant he was not sharing me just yet.

He sat me down on the large round lounger, next to another trio that was playing.

“You’re going to watch me fuck this sweet little cunt of yours, Mistress,” he said as he unbuttoned the sleeves of his dress shirt.

“Oh, so Daddy will be on top,” I smarted off.

“Daddy will take you as many ways as he sees fit,” he said, as he unbuttoned his shirt. It was then I got a glimpse of his tattoo covered muscles. His abs flexed as he moved to get his shirt undone. It was like he was unwrapping a present just for me.

“Let Mistress help you, Daddy,” I said as I stood up on the lounge in front of him. His buttons were undone, and I slid his shirt off his broad muscular shoulders. I ran my hand down his arms as his shirt followed.

My mind was so drawn away to the feel of his skin, his hard muscles that bulged with each touch of my fingers. I was not paying attention to his face, until one of my nipples was sucked into his eager mouth.

“Ohhh,” I moaned out as I captured his curls in my hands. He licked and sucked, as I bowed my back to give him more. The sounds of the moaning, sucking and wetness around us were a heady combination while feeling him touch me. His tongue was like a torch, blazing my skin in its wake.

He gave extra attention to my other nipple, as he grabbed hold of it. He bit and sucked, while he led me back to lying down. His tongue scorched a path down my stomach, as I moved my body to each sensation. When he kept going down, my eyes opened and held his as he licked over my wetness again.

“Making sure my mistress is still wet for me,” he said as he dipped and tasted.

“Mistress is wet and waiting for your cock service. Get it in me,” I shouted as he lazily stroked his tongue over my folds.

“Mistress has an eager little beaver here,” he commented as he stood up and pushed his pants the rest of the way down. I watched him between my open legs as he kicked off his pants and palmed his length.

He was teasing me as he held my eyes, his curls now flopping into his eyes. It was a sin to just look at him. The devil has met me here and is going to drag me down to hell.

He crawled up onto the lounge and over me. The crown of his cock laid against my wetness as he captured my mouth in a hot fiery kiss that had me moaning into his mouth. I could feel his cock seeking me, and as it did, he pushed it into me all at once causing my breath to hitch at the invasion.

“So, fucking tight, mistress,” he growled as he leaned up to look at my eyes. I moaned out as he set a punishing pace fucking me. He was so deep; I could feel my body tingle as my first orgasm rolled through my body.

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