I nod as he sucks on my tongue.
“I bet you’re so wet for me already, aren’t you?”
“Yes, please, Graham,” I whimper.
His lips leave mine, trailing down to my neck, sending my body ablaze with each nibble. “You want me to fuck you right here on this table, Sunny?” He hums. “Just like the night after the bar when you begged me to fuck you.”
Graham tugs on my earlobe with his teeth, and I can’t catch my breath as pleasure soars through my veins. He’s barely doing anything, yet it feels likeeverything. Then his hands come to the hem of his shirt I’m wearing, and he pulls it over my head, letting it fall to the floor beside us. His lips trail across my collarbone and down to my chest, and my head falls back as he captures one of my hard, sensitive nipples between them. Graham teases the piercing with his teeth, pure ecstasy flooding my system. Goose bumps cover my flesh, and my pussy throbs with the more attention he gives them. My nipples have always been sensitive, but the further along I get, the more intense it becomes.
With my hands flat on the table behind me, Graham pulls back, his hungry gaze raking over my body. “Fuck,” he breathes. “Look at you, Sunny. I can’t get enough of you.”
He palms both of my breasts, squeezing them as he tweaks the hardened buds between his thumb and index fingers. Feeling the touch deep in my core, I moan. Graham dips his head, flicking his tongue over each one again before standing to his fullheight and fisting his cock. The skin is stretched tight from how hard he is, the tip red and slick as pre-cum drips from the slit. With his other hand, he reaches behind his head and tugs off his shirt. The sight before me is too much; I can’t handle it. Hooded eyes, flushed cheeks, the tightness to Graham’s jaw as he strokes his fat cock.
Reaching down, I slide my panties to the side, watching Graham’s gaze drop to where my fingers lower to my swollen clit, rubbing it with firm circles. A growl vibrates from his chest before he drops to his knees and slaps my hand away. Then, his mouth is on me, and it feels like heaven.
“Oh god, Graham…” I gasp as his tongue lashes out, flicking over the sensitive bud.
He alternates between licking, sucking, and nibbling, my body already so keyed up, I couldn’t keep quiet even if I tried, especially when he sinks two thick fingers in me, fucking me with them as his mouth never lets up on my clit. Graham skillfully turns me inside out, feasting on my pussy like he’s a starved man.
My hand comes to the top of his head, fisting the strands as I shamelessly grind against his face. I can hardly see him over my stomach, yet somehow that makes everything that much hotter. Fingers curling inside of me, he grazes the spot that has my toes curling. My heart pounds as pressure builds low in my spine. I was already so turned on before we even started that it takes no time at all before I feel the start of my release; it’s hot and tingly and oh-so-fucking good. Ineedit, and Graham seems to know it because he never lets up. Skilled fingers pound into me as his pointed tongue circles my clit.
A low, raspy moan escapes my chest as the first wave crashes into me. “Oh fuck, Graham! Don’t stop… Fuck, that’s good!” My thighs tremble as they try to close around his head. He works me through it until I can’t handle it anymore, and then he’s on hisfeet, gripping his engorged cock at the base as he lines himself up and sinks in all the way in one swift go. I cry out as my body stretches around him, but Graham doesn’t take it slow as he pulls out and thrusts back in harder this time. Eyes dark and wild, he holds my gaze as he fucks me. His lips are slick with my arousal, and the sight of my cum on his beard makes my pussy clench around his cock.
“This what my girl needed?” he rasps.
I nod, my jaw relaxed as I moan with each brutal thrust.
“I wish you could see how fucking sexy you look.” His fingers flex on my hip in a bruising hold, bringing his other hand up to my breast again, and I can’t help gasping as he tugs on my nipple. “The way your tight little pussy is taking my cock so well. How big your tits have gotten, and how your nipples have darkened. How fucking sensitive they are when I touch them. How it’smychild in your belly. You’re fucking perfect, Sunny. Fuck, you’re perfect.”
I cry out, my eyes fighting to stay open as he fucks me harder. Graham bares his teeth as he groans, sweat glistening on his forehead and all over his chest.
“You’re a slut for my cock, aren’t you, Sunny? You love the way I make you feel, don’t you?”
“Yes… Fuck, yes!”
“That’s fucking right, your tight little cunt is squeezing the hell out of me,” he grits out. “Fuck, you feel so damn good.” Graham tucks his chin before letting spit drip from his mouth onto my clit, working it with his thumb.
The sound of his dick thrusting in and out of my pussy is crude and so fucking hot. My head swims as he holds my gaze, the weight of his stare pushing me closer to the edge all over again. But it’s the sounds coming from him that really do me in. The whimpering and the moaning, his rapid, shallow breathing. There’s nothing sexier than a vocal man in bed.
“Graham…” My muscles tighten as heat spreads from my core to every part of my body. “Fuck!”
“That’s it,” he purrs, keeping his pace steady as I crumble around him.
“Oh, god! Graham, don’t stop!”
“Fuck, you look so beautiful coming around my cock.” A growl rumbles deep in his throat. “I’m gonna fill up this pretty little cunt, Sunny,” he growls. “I wanna see it dripping out of you when we’re done.”
“Do it,” I say tauntingly, my voice breathy. “Fill me up, Daddy.”
His eyes darken, movements becoming jerky. “Oh, fuck,” he whimpers, his brows pinched as his body stills, and then his cock pulsates as he spills deep inside of me. “Charley,f-fuck…”
Graham pulls out, his gaze dropping to my pussy. I can feel his cum dripping out of me, but I can’t see it. He pushes it back in with his finger before peering up at me. “What the hell was that?” he asks, a smirk curling his lips as he sinks inside.
Biting down on my bottom lip, I shrug. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Yeah, you do,” he drawls, pulling his finger out and bringing it up to my mouth. Sliding the coated digit across my tongue, I close my lips and suck, tasting our shared flavor on my taste buds. I sit up, and Graham replaces his finger with his mouth, his tongue sweeping inside as he groans. “You calling me that really did it for me,” he murmurs.
“Yeah?” I giggle. “You liked me calling you Daddy?”
