“You have no idea, sunshine. Do you know how badly you’ve been torturing me since we met?”
My mouth drops open. “Me?”
Cupping my chin, he stares down at me sternly. “Yes,you. In those short shorts and tank tops. Those tight clothes you wear to work. Then you take off all that makeup and gaze at me with those big brown eyes and go from my sexy vixen to my sweet, innocent sunshine. I don’t think you realize how many men I want to kill because they look at you for too long.”
I nibble on the inside of my lip, staring at him as he says the words that feel a little too deep and meaningful for what this is supposed to be. This is just for tonight, and dammit, if I’m only going to fuck Xander Savage once, I want it to be burned into my memory forever.
“That’s a little dramatic, don’t you think?” I tease, but it ends in a whine as he circles my clit with his fingers.
“No, baby. Dramatic would be making those guys watch me fuck you before I kill them.”
My pussy spasms, and I whimper, moving my hips with his fingers.
Oh my God.
I might come just from this alone.
Yes, right there, Daddy.
Damn, he knows what he’s doing.
“Daddy,” I breathe, lifting my head to see his large hand disappearing into my shorts.
“I know, sunshine. You need to come, don’t you? Your drenched pussy is telling me everything I need to know.” He shifts down the bed, keeping his eyes fixed on me as he drags his rough beard over my soft stomach, scratching my sensitive skin.
When he tugs my shorts down, along with my panties, I draw in a breath and hold it while he stares at my pussy.
“Perfect,” he mutters right before he lowers his head and sucks on my swollen clit like it’s his damn lifeline.
Gripping the sheets, I scream, unable to hold it in as the man between my legs pulls my very soul right out of me.
“Oh my…fuck!” I cry out, my fingers clawing at his shoulders.
He’s still fully clothed.
Damn.
“Please,” I pant. “I want to touch you.”
Xander ignores me and wraps his large hands around the back of my knees. Then he pushes my legs up and wider, lifting my ass off the bed and exposing everything to him.
Instead of backing off, he groans, then thrusts his tongue into my pussy.
“So fucking smooth and tight,” he murmurs.
Closing my eyes, I let all the sensations crash over me. What the hell is this ecstasy I’ve been missing out on? Because evenI’venever been able to make myself feel this damn good.
Desperate, I reach out and grab his hair, pulling it. “Xander, please.”
He lets out a growl. Before I can register what he’s doing, he rolls me onto my stomach and starts peppering my ass with smacks.
“Ow!”
“Little girl,” he grits out. “You better address me correctly, otherwise I’m going to keep punishing this beautiful ass.”
What? Address him correctly? I used his name.
What am I supposed to call him?
