Page 178 of Daddy’s Obsession


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How was she supposed to stay quiet when he kept talking? And not just talking to her . . . dirty talking.

Killing her.

He slid his fingers up to her clit, rubbing it lightly while he kissed the back of her neck.

Fuck. Fuck.

She was so close. It was insane.

Then he removed his hand from her pussy and she let out a whimper.

“Shh, baby. I need a taste of you. Here, you first.” He removed his other fingers from her mouth, replacing them with the ones that were wet with her dew.

“Don’t you taste fucking delicious? I could wake up every morning and happily feast on your perfect, plump pussy. That’s it. Suck. I want my fingers nice and clean. Good girl.”

Shit. Shit.

She shuddered.

“You like that, don’t you? You like tasting yourself.” He swapped fingers and she sucked heavily as he started fingering her pussy again.

Oh God.

This time he rubbed his palm against her clit. She couldn’t take it. She was so close. She had to come.

“No coming yet, girl. I haven’t had my taste.” He pulled his hand free once again.

Fuck! She couldn’t take much more. She could hear him sucking on his fingers and humming with pleasure.

Holy. Crap.

“That’s it. You’ve been such a good girl, haven’t you? Waiting patiently for Daddy to give you permission to come.” His hand returned to her pussy and he moved his tongue in circles on the back of her neck. He drove her higher and higher. She was holding back her orgasm by sheer force of will.

Then he said the magic words. “Come, girl. Come right fucking now.”

Screw fairytale promises of love and romance.

She just wanted to fucking come.

Her body arched, a cry escaping her mouth around his fingers as she rocked in his hold, her orgasm flooding her body with pleasure. He eased her down with his fingers lightly touching her until she lay there, breathing heavily, not capable of moving.

She was completely spent.

Exhausted and she could already feel herself drifting off to sleep.

“Good girl. You go to sleep. I’ll clean you up.”

Clean her up?

She pondered that until she felt herself being gently turned onto her back and her legs spread. Then a warm cloth was swiped over her pussy.

Oh.

Well, she was too sleepy to protest. And actually, it felt quite nice. She was just barely aware of the covers being drawn over her.

She didn’t think she’d ever gotten to sleep so easily.

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