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Giving her no time to recover as her channel releases me and my dick finishes emptying my nut into her body, I gently withdraw from her magic pussy and don’t hesitate to spread her ass cheeks and slide home there, too.

“Daddy!” she screams, unprepared for the invasion, but my dick was soaked enough that it shouldn’t be too painful.

Groaning in her ear, I pin her hands above her head and fuck her ass like it was made for my dick. “Fuck, this feels good. Might have to do this every time we fuck. Plant a baby in your belly, then fuck your ass.” Her breath hitches, but she doesn’t deny me. “You like it, sugar? You want Daddy all up in you every chance he gets, don’t you?”

“Yesssss.” She draws out the word, crying into the sheet she’s buried her face in.

“Good girl.” Hissing as she tightens around me, my balls feel ready to empty again. “Fuck! Sugar…be my baby and come like a dirty girl…now.”

Two more thrusts and we plummet over the ledge together. Panting, exhausted, and soaked in sweat and semen, she continues to rub her ass against me as I pull out once again. My dick is sore but still raring to go.

Fuck me, I’ve never been like this.

“Daddy?” I roll back over at the uncertain edge to her tone, pulling her onto her back and loving on her with kisses and soft hands massaging everywhere possible.

Nibbling down her body, I pause to show her marvelous tits some attention, sucking a nipple in while plucking and pinching the other. Swapping sides, I move between her thighs. Her hips arch up into me, rubbing her pussy on my abs before I slip down her body again. I lick across her bumps and ridges, enjoying her sighs and giggles when I find somewhere ticklish. She wiggles when I bite the extra flesh around her belly button and suck on her, and when I glance up her body, she’s blushing.

“I fucking love the extra cushion, sugar. Don’t ever doubt that.”

Her head nods, but I know she’ll need more convincing, and I’m happy to praise her every day for the rest of my life.

CHAPTER 11

Stella

“Ohhhh,” I moan as I wake up. Vito is between my legs, his lips wrapped firmly around my clit with at least three fingers inside my pussy, working me closer to the edge. “Daddy, yes, please, don’t stop.”

He growls, and the vibrations send little shocks through my core as I attempt to hold onto my sanity. Nipping my clit while dragging it between his teeth, my body explodes without warning, and I feel myself gushing all over his face.

Crying out when he doesn’t stop, I’m helpless in his hold, and I’ve never felt more secure in my life. This man is giving me everything, and all he asks for in return is my submission.

“That’s it, sugar, just like a good girl.” Crawling up my body, his face glistens with my release, and embarrassment flares up my chest, throat, and cheeks as he starts working his hand up and down his cock. “I’m going to bless you with the same thing I just got.

Fascinated, I watch Vito jerk himself off over my belly until he comes. Long jets of thick cream explode from the tiny hole in the head, spraying up my chest and adorning my boobs, throat, and chin. I moan as he comes all over me, painting me like his own canvas, and my heart quickens for more of him.

“Thank you, Daddy,” I whisper against his lips as he drops his head down to me. “Will you rub some in my pussy?”

“Jesus.” His head shakes back and forth as he lets out a warm chuckle while doing as I asked. “You are going to keep surprising me, aren’t you?”

“I try.” Spreading my legs for him, he scoops up his batter and massages it into my pussy until there’s none left.

With a swat to the side of my ass, I melt for him. Not understanding what it is about a spanking that gets me so hot, but I love it.

“You’re a spanking lover, huh?” Nodding, he grins like he’s won the lottery. “What else do you like?”

Too embarrassed to speak the words, I grab his free hand and drag it up my body to wrap his fingers around my throat and husk out, “This, please.” Last night opened me up to things I never knew I’d like.

“You want Daddy choking this pretty little throat?” I nod enthusiastically for him. “Anything else?”

I squirm and stutter, “Uhm…it’s just…uh.” My eyes close, and I force out, “Breeding, that was hot.”

“Interesting.” His amused tone makes my pussy flutter to be filled. Climbing my body, he leans in and murmurs in my ear, “Can I tell you how much I loved hurting you last night? I want to do more. I want clamps for these fat nipples, and I want a wand for this slutty clit to make you come so much it hurts, and fuck, I want an oversized plug for your ass so you can be filled in both holes at the same time.”

Holding my breath, he releases a sinister chuckle that perks my body up.

“I want to fuck you so hard it hurts, sugar.” The malice vibrating through him should terrify me, but somehow, I know that even while he’s causing me pain, he won’t go overboard.

I hope.