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His words stunned me and I pressed my hands to my cheeks, trying to get a grip on my out-of-control body. My skin was so sensitive my clothing felt like an irritating abrasion, and I wanted to tear away anything separating my skin from his. Stimulus flooded my mind and I started to shake, the sexual feelings I was experiencing so abnormally intense, I began to freak out.
Damn but he smelled good, and he was so…virile. So alive and in his prime. He practically radiated good health and my lower stomach nearly cramped with the wave of desire crashing through me.
Fear battled with my desire and I gave Leo a panicked look. “Something’s wrong.”
In an instant, he had me cradled in his arms as he carried me to the wide sage-green and mist-gray daybed against the far wall. Bright gold and different shades of green pillows surround three sides of the daybed, making it the perfect place to relax in a nest of comfort. He removed my shirt with slightly trembling hands and I basked in his open adoration as he helped me sit up so he could take off my bra as well. The moment my nipples were exposed to the air, they crinkled and I hissed, lightly rubbing my palms against them.
“Leo,” I nearly whined, “they hurt.”
“Let me make them better.”
Sliding his big hand over my back, he bent and ever so gently began to lick my stiff nipple, my back arching instantly at the sensation of his warm mouth taking away the sting, soothing the hurt. Thank God he was being so careful with me, because even the lightest scrape of his teeth against the tender bud had me clenching my jaw. Then he switched to my other breast, repeating the soft licks until my hips were instinctively rising up, offering my body to him.
He caressed my back as I rubbed against him and purred, shameless in my pleasure in a way I’d never experienced, tingles of an almost burning intensity readying me for him. He pulled away from my breasts and I whimpered. My nipples still hurt, and I ground them against his chest in an effort to seek relief, moaning when the ache only increased.
“Touch me,” I begged.
“I will, baby. I’ll allow you to order me around, use me as you wish, but only for today…and maybe as a special treat in the future. While I can play at being the submissive and enjoy it, it’s not who I am.”
“Who are you?”
He smirked and I squeezed my thighs together tight as he said, “When we’re fucking, or I’m in the mood, I’m your dominant, your Daddy.”
Shit, not only did he have my dream car and home, he was the wicked lover from my dirtiest fantasies. “If you’re my Daddy, who am I?”
“You’re my princess, my baby girl, my everything.”
His large hand began to inch up my side, closer to my meager breast, and I lost my mind to his touch. I swore every tingling inch of my skin buzzed like I was being tickled with an electric wand, the inner walls of my pussy contracting rhythmically to squeeze on a cock that wasn’t there.
Why was I empty and hurting? I had a beautiful, dangerous, virile male animal right here who said I could use him as I wished. My breath hitched and he stared at me with arrogance as I visually devoured him.
Biting my lip, I sat up in his lap and pushed him back onto the bed, assuming the dominant position over him. While I realized it was like a house cat pouncing on a lion, I still felt a heady dose of power that he was allowing me to do this to him, that he was fighting his nature for me. My sensitive sex pulsed as I ground along his erection, appreciating anew how fucking thick he was.
Grasping my breasts, I leaned up and tossed my head back as I tweaked my nipples and cried out at the firestorm of amazing sensations consuming me, making me wild.
A hard shudder went through Leo and my need increased. I looked down and found him watching me as if I was the most essential thing in the world, like I was glorious. His attention was almost as good as the feeling of his body between my legs, and I fell forward, rubbing myself against him like a cat in heat. His luscious mouth tempted me and I closed the distance between us, eager for a taste of his lips.
The moment my tongue stroked his, the restraint he held on to so carefully snapped and he grasped my hips, taking over and rubbing me against his cock.
Allowing him to take control of my movements, I followed his lead without effort, his commands becoming my instincts. Unlike my previous boyfriends, I didn’t have to try to direct him, or pretend I was enjoying his fumbling, hesitant touch. No, Leo knew exactly what he was doing with a woman’s body and I reveled in his experience. My orgasm began to build and I had to place my hands on his chest to balance myself as his movements became more violent. His ridged length stroked over my pussy, pressing hard against my swollen labia and even more swollen clit.
