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Emily nodded frantically, blinking away the tears that had sprung to her eyes. Holy cannoli, that stung!
“Yes, Daddy! I’ll come to you if I need anything!”
“Promise me.”
“I promise!”
That gave her all the motivation she would need to ensure she never needed anything again. She would never want him to know that after all his generosity, she had somehow blown the huge sum she’d already gotten from him.
“Good girl.”
With that, it was over. Emily sniffled as he pulled her around on his lap, manhandling her just as easily as when he’d put her over it, and she found herself with her head tucked on his shoulder again. It didn’t feel the same, though. For one, the fabric of his pants felt a lot rougher against her swollen buttocks than it had before, and it burned where she was pressed against his thighs. For two, her insides were now throbbing in an achy way, as though he hadn’t already given her an amazing orgasm.
The desire to have this night continue was now approaching ‘need.’ It didn’t matter how sore she was; she wanted him inside her again. She wanted to know what it would be like with Mr. Elliott touching her, kissing her, fucking her while she knew it was him the whole time.
While she called him ‘Daddy.’
Twisting slightly on his lap, she reached up to take his face between her hands—it was so easy to forget he was her best friend’s father when he didn’t look that much like himself without his head of grey hair—and pressed her lips to his. One night to take what she wanted… and she wanted everything.
13
Just For Tonight
Damian
Fuck, what she was doing to him…
Damian kissed Emily back hungrily, his hands sliding over her body, enjoying the softness of her curves pressing against him. His dick was rock hard and throbbing against her thigh as she kissed him, squirming on his lap. He could feel the heat of her bottom against his skin, and when he ran his hands down to cover both of her cheeks with his palms and squeeze, she whimpered against his lips.
He was going to have to remember to be gentle, which was easier said than done, but he wanted her to be a good sore tomorrow, not a bad sore.
Before his thoughts could go too far in that direction, Emily slid off his lap, falling to her knees in front of him.
Oh, fuck.
“I’ve always wanted to do this,” she admitted, reaching for the opening of his pants, pulling it aside to free his cock. Damian groaned as she wrapped her fingers eagerly around the shaft, her wide eyes taking in the sight of his dick in her hand.
She’d always wanted to do this? What… give head? Or give head specifically to him?
He wasn’t going to ask because one of those answers was guaranteed to stick in his brain in a way that would be hard to forget, and they only had tonight.
Assuming she meant she’d always wanted to give head, in general, seemed the safest way to go. And he was happy to indulge her.
She moved her hand up and down his cock, stroking him, exploring. Damian was happy to sit back and let her play, enjoying the sensations but enjoying her expressions even more. Seeing the way she was looking at him was giving him a new appreciation for a simple hand job, not to mention his dick. He couldn’t help but wonder if his was the first she’d ever seen…
Which sent a certain primeval, possessive spurt of emotions through him.
Tonight only.
He was her first, not her last, and he needed to be honored by the privilege, then let her go. She would end up with someone her own age. Someone who wasn’t related to her best friend. Someone who would damn well worship the ground she walked on. Otherwise, he’d answer to Damian.
Then Emily leaned forward and licked the tip of Damian’s cock, making him groan as her soft tongue laved over the sensitive head, teasing the little slit. His hips thrust forward.
Emboldened, she licked him again, then opened her lips to take him in. Damian couldn’t help but stare as she fulfilled one of the fantasies he’d been having for weeks—months—as her full lips stretched around his cock. Unable to hold back anymore, he stopped resting on his hands and sat up straighter, so he could reach down to fondle her breasts, gently pinching her nipples as she began to bob her head up and down on his dick.
What she lacked in skill, she made up for in enthusiasm, and she was a very fast learner… she was also going a little too fast.
“Fuck,” Damian groaned, reaching down to grab a fistful of her hair, still caressing her breast with his other hand. “Slower, Sunshine, use your tongue… you’re doing too good a job, and I want to enjoy this.”
