“Oh, my goodness.” She fell back against the desk, unable to hold herself up. “More, Daddy.”
“Bossy girl.” I whispered and wiggled my tongue between the seam and tasted her sweet essence. She moaned and tried to get away. I pulled her back to the edge of the desk, dropped my cock and spread her with my fingers. Her pussy was the prettiest shade of pink, and so wet for me.
“Is all this wetness from your spanking or from me?” I teased her entrance with the tip of my fingers.
“Both,” she giggled. “Oh, God.”
I pressed a finger inside of her. She clenched around it, drawing me in. I continued devouring her, wanting her to come before I fucked her. My cock was a decent size and I needed to take it slow.
I ran my tongue through per pussy while slowing fucking her with two fingers now. Rubbing my knuckle over her g-spot while sucking on her clit.
“Oh, Patrick.” She moaned and her body twisted; I held her tight and continued. “Oh, Daddy. Yes!” she screamed and stilled and then exploded against my tongue.
Her channel gripped my fingers. I wanted to feel it on my cock.
I removed my fingers and sucked her juices off them. Searching my pockets, I found a condom in my wallet. I put it in there just in case, but I had figured it would happen later tonight.
Her body twitched as I stood over her. Bending over, I captured her lips with mine and pressed my tongue into her mouth. Letting her taste herself on my lips. She lapped it up and moaned. Rocking her hips against my cock.
“Baby girl.” I held her chin. “Look at me.” Her eyes blinked open. It took them a minute to focus.
“Please, Daddy.” She squirmed beneath me. “I want you inside me. Please.”
“God, Kylie. I loved hearing you beg like that, but are you sure?”
“Well.” She bit her lip. “You’re not thinking about kicking me out on Monday, are you?”
“Oh, baby, no. I’ve wanted you since the day I met you. Now that I have you, I’m not letting you go.”
“Then, please fuck me, Daddy.” She reached between me. I stilled her hand. “I want it like this. Hard and fast.” She looked around. “It’s perfect. We can be soft and mushy next time.” She giggled.
“Be careful what you ask for, little sneak.”
“Give it to me, Daddy.”
CHAPTER 32
KYLIE
It had been a while since I had been with someone. Over a year, maybe more, but it was never like this with anyone. I've never felt this connected, or this attracted to someone before. Patrick was the man in my dreams. The nameless, faceless figure was him. It was always him, and I was lucky to have found him in real life.
He kissed my cheeks and then my forehead, but then stood up.
I opened my mouth to protest but was rendered speechless from Patrick stroking himself. He was big and beautiful.
“Wow, Daddy.”
He smirked and tore open a condom. My eyes followed his fingers as he expertly slid it over himself and stroked himself one more time. I wanted to touch it, but he was on a mission. I didn’t want to interrupt or give him time to change his mind.
I wanted him to fill me up.
“You ready for me, Kylie?” He ran his cock through my folds, getting it nice and wet for me. Arousal pooled in my center; it wouldn’t take much for me to release again with my previousorgasm lingering below the surface. I could feel my skirt brushing my thighs and my shirt against my skin. It all worked together to ratchet up my arousal. I was so ready for Patrick to make me feel all of it.
“Please, Daddy.” I groaned as he pressed himself inside me. He was bigger than he looked and filled me completely.. He gripped the tops of my thighs and dragged me closer to the edge of the desk. Thankfully, my skirt offered enough cushion, but the sting of my spanked ass made the pleasure that more intense.
Patrick settled inside me, then leaned down to capture my lips. I was practically folded in half, but it was nothing I couldn’t handle. I’d let my daddy turn me upside down if it allowed him to get closer to me.
“Oh, fuck, Kylie.” He growled against my lips. “You feel so good, little sneak.”
