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“Yeah?” He reaches back in that sexy way and tugs his shirt up and over his head.

The man is beautiful. Muscular, but the kind from years of physical labor. He doesn’t have a six-pack. But he has that damn V that makes me drool like a love-sick puppy.

“Eyes up here, Little girl.”

My gaze shoots up to his, and I’m pretty sure I look like a kid who just saw their favorite candy, but I can’t help it. I’ve never felt so needy, horny, and wanty in my life.

He reaches for my spaghetti strap tank and pulls it off, then unsnaps my bra. My breasts are heavy and aching for his touch. Thank goodness I don’t have to wait long before he satisfies that need, cupping them gently before giving each nipple a sharp tug.

“Oh!” I cry out as my head rolls back.

“These nipples were made for sucking, baby. They’re so beautiful. Pink and erect, begging for my mouth, aren’t they?”

“Uh-huh.”

When he leans down and latches onto one, I nearly combust. I grasp his shoulders, trying to stay upright while he sucks, nips, and licks. He gives them both equal attention, switching back and forth. My clit is throbbing. It won’t take much for me to explode. Based on the thick length bulging against his jeans, I suspect he’s in the same boat.

I let one hand slide down his chest, to his stomach, then to his crotch, and when I close my fingers over his cock, he groans and sucks harder.

“Oh, God!” I cry.

My fingers tremble as I try to work his belt open. Why is it that during the heat of the moment, those things are like evil contraptions that take a code to undo? It’s criminal if you ask me.

Thankfully, he takes mercy on me and pulls away from my breasts to shed his belt and jeans, leaving him in his socks and a tight pair of gray boxer briefs. I love a man in a pair of gray sweatpants, but these are a close second.

I reach out and tug his underwear down so I can see his beautiful cock. Red, rigid, with veins all over. A pearl drop of semen beads at the tip. I lean forward and lick it off. Dane grabs my ponytail and wraps it around his fist, yanking my head back.

He leans down so we’re eye to eye. “Did Daddy say you could lick?”

“No.”

His lips curl into a wicked smile, and in one swift move, he flips me onto my stomach.

“Oof!”

Without a word, he starts peppering my bottom with sharp smacks. “Little girls who do naughty things get their bottoms spanked.”

The burn of the spanking spreads, and no matter how much I wiggle, he seems to connect with the fleshy part of my bottom each and every time.

“Ouchie! Daddy, I’m sorry. I wanted to taste.”

He moves behind me and tugs my hips up and back until my hot bottom is pressed against his cock. I moan and grind against it as much as he’ll let me.

“You’re so fucking naughty, Summer. You get your ass spanked for licking without permission, yet you still grind on Daddy’s cock like a needy Little girl.”

“Uh-huh.” I’m pretty sure I could come from him spanking me right now.

“Fuck, your ass is so beautiful. I’m going to fuck you there one day. Have you ever had your bottom fucked, Summer?”

I shake my head. The thought of him putting his cock in that hole only spurs my arousal more, and I grind harder.

“You like the idea of me fucking you there, huh? You want Daddy to take all of your holes? Claim every part of you?”

“Yes! Please. Please, Daddy. I need you. I’m dying.”

He chuckles. “Poor baby. I can’t have you dying on me. Are you on birth control?”

“Yes, and I’m clean.”

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