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Lochlan chuckles, and says, “Shhh, princess. Daddy’s probably listening at the door. You keep screaming like I’m murdering you and he’ll bust in here to check on you before I make you come.”
“Don’t stop,” I beg, unable to think of anything but my looming orgasm.
“What do you think he’ll say when he sees you riding my face?”
“I don’t care, please just keep going!” I order him while rocking my hips seeking out his tongue. I look down at Lochlan but I’m only able to see his eyes and the top of his auburn hair, the bottom of my skirt hiding the rest of his face between my thighs.
A single swipe of his tongue has my eyes closing on a moan.
“You’re no longer daddy’s little girl are you, princess? You’re mine now.”
“Please, Lochlan,” I beg for him to stop talking and to keep licking me. “I’m so close.”
“Am I your daddy now, Sophie?”
What?
“Answer me.” Another teasing single swipe of his tongue. “You might whip my ass, but you still belong to me, Sophie. I’m the only one who gets to lick and fuck your tight cunt. You only come for me.”
“Yes, only you.”
“That’s right. Say it.”
“I…”
“Say, please let me come, Daddy.”
I gasp at his audacity, and the swirling tip of his tongue again on my clit.
“Please…please let me come…”
“Say. It.”
“Please, please let me…let me come, Daddy. I need to come so bad,” I whimper, nearly sobbing.
“Good girl. Now tell Daddy how you like to be licked,” he replies before he full on attacks my pussy with lips, teeth, tongue.
And when he hits that perfect spot… “Yes! Right there, Daddy! Oh! Oh! OH GOD!”
I have never come so hard, or so loud, in my life as I do with my hips rocking, bouncing on his frantic tongue while his fingers fuck me.
With the white-knuckle grip I have on the headboard, I’m surprised it doesn’t crack as I come for him, wave after amazing wave of pleasure rocking through my body. Lochlan licks me through the entire ordeal, drawing it out for as long as possible.
When I float back down from the high, I can’t believe the things he just made me say. But I’m not the least bit embarrassed I said them, not when I feel so damn good now because of his tongue.
I’m still straddling Lochlan’s head when he grabs the hem of my skirt to wipe off his glistening face, soaked with my arousal.
“I’ll eat you out like that every night at the dinner table, on the dining table,” my husband promises as he gazes up at me with a smirk full of masculine pride. “But only if you call me Daddy.” My panties are back in place, covering me, but that doesn’t stop him from running his tongue up the center of the damp fabric, making me shiver.
“W-why?” I ask, unsure why he wants me to call him that or why I think it’s sort of hot.
“Because I’m the one taking care of you now, princess, in every way that matters. Only me.” Again, his tongue flicks over the drenched crotch of my panties. “And I know you don’t want it, but you have no idea how badly I want to put my baby in you.” His hands slide up my hips, around to my flat abdomen. “I want you riding my face with a swollen belly, calling me daddy so our kid comes out knowing exactly who makes mommy happy.”
Those words of his instantly cool my libido. Or at least they should. They would have before, but now…now there’s an ache between my legs that Lochlan’s tongue couldn’t sate. Only a longer, harder part of his body will suffice, shoving deep, filling me up with…possibilities.
But no. That’s not going to happen. No pregnancy. No kids.
“No.” I refuse these ideas of his that he’s trying to put in my head, dreams he wants to share with me. Dreams that, as much as I hate them, hate him, are quite possibly burrowing into my heart.
