Page 45 of His Lucky Babygirl


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“You wanna be fed, princess?”

Mel whimpered as she wiggled in her spot.

“Yes, Daddy. I’m starved.” Wes could see the hunger in her eyes. He was sure it mirrored his own.

“Take me out, buttercup.” His brow arched and he leaned back in his chair, loving the sight she made kneeling between his thighs.

She leaned up on her heels as she grasped his zipper, pulling it down slowly. Her eyes never strayed from his.

Mel’s hand slid into his jeans, pulling his large cock from its tortuous confines. Her eyes moved from his, licking her lips as she pumped him in her small hand.

“Yeah, just like that Mel. I wanna feel your tongue.”

Eagerly, Melody licked his head making him groan out. He didn’t know what it was about her, since they crossed boundaries there wasn't any going back. He craved her, every touch was more intoxicating than he’d ever experienced.

She took him fully into her warm, wet mouth.

“You were made to take my cock. Fuck I fit perfectly inside you. Can you feel me, babygirl? Every inch that you take of me.”

She moaned around him, the vibrations tingled up his spine. Mel was squirming on the floor while she ran her tongue all over his cock. She shifted on her knees, parting her thighs wider. Her hand that was resting on her thigh began to inch closer to her center. Even through his lust-filled haze, Wes knew what she needed.

“Does my babygirl need something?”

Her eyes drew up to his and he could see the need there. Melody nodded her head, her mouth still full of him.

“Pull your dress up. Let me see that needy little cunt.” She did as he said, pulling her soaked panties aside for him to see.

“I want you to touch yourself while you take me in your mouth. If you stop sucking then you can’t cum. Do you understand?”

Melody tentatively began circling her clit with her fingers eliciting a guttural moan from her. She didn’t stop taking him, in fact, she increased her pace. Her pussy squelched between her fingers when Wes threw his head back as he felt the tingle of his release approaching.

“Fuck, the way you work that magic tongue…” he trailed off.

“Shove two fingers in your pussy. Imagine it's my fingers inside you. Cum on them, buttercup.” His cock popped from her mouth as a cry fell from her lips. Wes took over pumping his cock in the same rhythm as her glistening fingers.

“I’m coming, Daddy!” Mel squeezed her eyes shut as her orgasm shot through her.

“Open your eyes. I want to see those emerald gems on me when you cum.” Wes was close and he knew exactly where he wanted his cum to go.

Melody’s eyes stayed on him as she rode the waves of her pleasure.

“Ouuuu..” she panted. Wes loved seeing her shatter. He pumped his cock once more before ropes and ropes of his seed made a beautiful necklace around her.

“Fuck. You see what you do to me?” Wes fell back to the chair, completely spent.

Having his cum on her made her even more gorgeous. He liked claiming her this way, maybe too much. He found himself getting hard from the sight.

“Watching you fall apart is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I'm ready to pop like I'm sixteen again.”

“Does that mean another round?" she asked hopeful.

“Yeah, it does buttercup. You know why?”

Swallowing, she whispered, “no, Sir…”

“Because I'm not done until I say I'm done. Every moan, every cry is mine. I'll take them when I want them.” Wes tugged her up into his lap, taking her lips in his.

“But,” he paused, not wanting to part from her lips, “we are going to continue this at home. I have a surprise for you,” he whispered.

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