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His mouth descended on my clit again and I began to panic. He hadn’t given me permission to come yet and when the inevitable happened once again, my breath hitched in the back of my throat. If this went on much longer, this was going to make me cry.
Did he want that?
And why did my pussy clench so tightly at the thought of his cock hardening over my tears?
“Please. Oh, Daddy. Please let me come,” I pleaded, and my voice broke somewhere in the middle. My chest quivered from the effort to hold back an open sob. I could feel the tears brimming behind my eyes. I was going to cry.
“Come for Daddy like a good little girl. I want to hear you scream for me,” he finally commanded, and a rush of relief poured over me like rain.
I could be his good girl. He didn’t want me to be his bad girl. He’d pushed me right to the edge. He’d tested me, but in the end, he’d pushed me just far enough.
His mouth returned to my clit and I couldn’t stop myself from shaking with pure and utter joy.
He suckled harder than ever, stroking my needy clit with that tongue as my pleasure surged forth once again. There was nothing I could do to stop that orgasm even if I tried, not that I wanted to. He thrust two fingers roughly inside me and I knew it was simply a matter of time now.
Daddy had given me permission.
I was going to come hard for him. Really fucking hard.
My release broke over me with such force that I forgot my own name. I didn’t care that we were outside of Lisbon. I didn’t care about the color of the sheets or the way my arousal was leaving a wet spot beneath me. I didn’t care that my bottom was probably still bright red and almost unbearably sore from the wooden spoon. Everything came together to turn me on even more and when those fingers started to pet a place deep inside me, my mouth opened wide, and a desperate scream began to escape them.
Brilliantly exquisite ecstasy raged on inside me, hurtling up and down my sore limbs with wild intensity. I shook and my legs trembled hard, but he had me pinned and I still had my own arms behind my back. There was nowhere to run and nowhere to hide.
I wailed as my pleasure raced through me and tore me apart from the inside out. As I came, the image of my naked body over his thighs flashed before my eyes. I imagined how it felt to have his hard palm raining down on my naked backside. I relived the feeling of helplessness as I thought about the wooden spoon peppering my bare bottom, but the thing that made me come hardest of all was knowing that he cared for me enough to punish me.
My inner walls clutched greedily at his fingers. My nipples pulsed heavily, begging to be touched, but I didn’t reach for them. I didn’t have permission for that.
My core collapsed in on itself as I moaned with frantic bliss. That orgasm shattered me, but at the same time it felt as though it brought me even closer to him.
I needed this roughness. I needed Daddy to be like this with me because this was how I knew that he loved me. This was how I knew I loved him.
My orgasm raged on and on and when it finally began to ebb into more of a gentle ache rather than a thunderous storm, he pulled back and pushed the waistband of his sweatpants down firmly enough so that his cock sprang free.
“You may use your hands freely now, little girl. Take them out from behind your back,” he said gently, and I slowly did as he asked. My shoulders protested at first, sore and stiff from disuse, but I rolled them several times and tentatively brushed my fingers against my nipples as I stared at his iron-hard thickness. There was nothing I could do to hide my interest. I wanted him and I wanted him badly.
I pinched my nipples hard, imagining that my fingers were his.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his massive cock.
My mouth watered at the sight of him. He was so ridiculously hard and so unbelievably thick. I clenched down hard with anticipation, wondering how much it was going to hurt and secretly wishing that it would.
I’d finally earned Daddy’s cock. Would he be gentle? Would he be as rough as I imagined Daddy would be?
He didn’t wait. He didn’t warn me of what was to come. He simply took.
I was his to do with as he pleased and that made me shake with need even though I’d come just seconds before.
I liked that.
He moved over me, and I was breathless as I waited for him to take me. When the head of his cock pressed against my slickened entrance, I tensed. I was nervous, but not scared because I knew that I was going to enjoy what came next. It had been so long since I had felt him deep inside me like this that I hadn’t realized just how much I missed being connected to him in such a primal way.
I wanted to feel as though we were one.
Slowly, his cock entered me and my mouth opened with a tiny gasp of shock.
Fuck.
I hadn’t been stretched like this in a long time. Dean had always been the largest
