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“Tell me why you’re here, Amara,” he growled, thrusting into her.
“I can’t. Please.”
With a snarl, he picked up the vibrator and flipped it on, not missing a beat as he continued to fuck her. This time, when he pressed it against her clit, it finally sent her flying over that sharp edge of bliss and into oblivion.
But even when every bit of shuddering, spasming pleasure had been wrung from her, he didn’t move the torture device.
“Daddy, please. It hurts,” she whined, bucking her hips as much as she could to try to dislodge the toy from his hand.
“Come for Daddy,piccolina. I want to feel your sweet little ass milking my cock when you come again.”
There was no sweet-if-torturous teasing. No back and forth that left her needy and wanting. The second orgasm built so quickly she had no time to prepare for the explosion. Or the pleasure so sharp and fierce, it felt like shards of glass racing through her veins, slicing her open from the inside.
And still he gave her no mercy. He tossed the vibrator aside in favor of sliding his fingers into her pussy. His cock in her ass had stretched and filled her to the point his fingers barely fit. He crooked a finger, stroking some hidden spot inside of her she hadn’t realized existed until just then. Pressure built inside of her, completely new and yet horrifyingly familiar.
“Daddy! Stop! I have to pee!”
In response, he pressed harder, fucked her faster. “Let go, Amara. Just let go.”
She tried to hold off, but he was ruthless in his conquest. Her body recognized its master, and she was helpless to stop that final implosion. Somewhere in the distance, a woman screamed, just as she lost all control and liquid gushed out of her, covering his stomach. She was dimly aware of her daddy’s roar of release before he collapsed beside her.
It seemed like hours they lay there together, her still bent in half and tied to the headboard with him beside her, dragging in greedy lungfuls of air.
Eventually, he released her, rubbing the aches from her legs and shoulders as he maneuvered her into a more natural position. When she was fully free, he stretched out beside her and pulled her into his arms, stroking her hair as he spoke in low, soothing tones.
The gentle words and touches soon lulled her to sleep. She was just about ready to drop off when he raised his voice ever so slightly.
“Amara. Why were you in my room last night?”
“Can’t tell.”Uncle Gio will be furious. Daddy will hate me.
“Oh,piccolina. I could never hate you.”
She was asleep before she realized she’d spoken out loud.
Chapter Seven
