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“Nooo… no, Papa.”
Her groan was delicious as he continued to push in and out of her velvet warmth while his lips roamed from breast to breast, teasing, licking, kissing, and nipping at delicious little nipples the color of the ripest raspberries. She moaned and arched beneath him, her fingers flexing open and closed around the silk ties that held her cuffed wrists securely to a rail on the headboard. Little mews telegraphing her struggle to obey filled the air, the sounds engorging his cock as he pulled from her sheath, only to thrust back inside again. When he felt her muscles beginning to tighten, saw the flesh across her tummy begin to quiver and thousands of goosebumps pebble her skin, he moved from her breast to brush his lips against hers.
With his breath mingling with hers, he said, “Is your little clittie throbbing?”
“Yes, Papa,” she said, the words spoken directly against his lips as he was so very close.
“Do you like feeling Papa’s cock filling your sweet pussy when he fucks you?”
God, he adored watching color suffuse her skin and seeing the shame fill her eyes at the crude words he purposefully used. But more importantly, he absolutely loved feeling her body give an answer even before her lips opened to voice it.
Muscles convulsed to tighten along the length of his shaft as she whispered, “Yes, Papa.”
“Yes, what?” he prompted, pulling out of her and hearing her moan and feeling her hips lift as if seeking the return of the very subject of their conversation.
“I… like it, Papa.”
He chuckled and kissed her lightly again before pulling up and shaking his head. “No, little one. That won’t do. If you want Papa to give you permission to spend, you will tell me exactly what you like.”
Society did such a good job of assuring the innocent women of the world never learned of the pleasures of the flesh. Marrying a man was perfectly acceptable, of course. Even lying beneath one was condoned as long as the act was done with the express purpose of procreation. But when it came to surrendering to the passion a woman could experience with her husband, the prudish old biddies attempted to keep that little nugget of gold unmined. Edward knew he was a strict man who demanded obedience, but he was also a husband who wanted both the sweet angel and the naughty little devil in his bed.
“Tell me, Louisa, what do you need? What do you like?” he asked again, withdrawing until he pulled almost free of her, his cockhead barely brushing the entrance of her quim.
Her eyes pleaded with him not to make her answer but he just smiled and bent to lick along the pink shell of her ear before taking a nibble of the soft lobe. “Tell Papa or there will be no spending… at least not for you, my little lady.”
The words spoken directly into her ear had her shuddering and her legs lifting to wrap around his hips in an attempt to pull him back inside but he only shook his head and sat back on his heels. Her gaze drifted from his to drop to where he’d fisted his cock, stroking along a shaft made slick by her cream. “Tell me, Louisa, or perhaps your silence is a request to take Papa’s cock down your throat rather than have it filling your cunny?”
Her eyes lifted to meet his as she shook her head. He knew she understood that while she might not find her completion, there was never a shred of doubt that he’d spill himself within her body before the night was done. Rising to his knees, his movement was stopped when she finally managed to answer him.
“I like it when you fill me, Papa. I-I like it when you… when you take me…”
When he still didn’t move to lie over her again, when she didn’t have the strength to pull him into her body, when she realized that she’d have to answer if she had any hopes of finding her pleasure, she gave a sob and finally threw aside her modesty.
“Please, Papa, I like it when you put your… your cock into my pus… pussy.”
“And what else do you like?” he asked, pressing her a bit harder with both his question and his body as he guided his cock back to her soaking quim, dipping just a single stroke inside before withdrawing again.
“I like it when you… oh, Papa, please…”
“Please what? Tell me, baby girl.”
“I-I can’t… it’s not… not proper.”
“In this bed, when you are obeying your papa, it is perfectly proper. Tell me, little one what do you want Papa to do?”
Her eyes searched his as if seeking any judgement and finding none, she wet her lips and nodded. “I-I want you to… to fu… fuck me, Papa,” she pleaded, her need so intense that she not only released her shame, she found the strength to arch against him, grinding her swollen clit against his groin. “Please, oh, Papa, please fuck me now!”
There was the wanton devil he so loved to let loose on occasion. “That’s my good girl,” he said, sliding his hands beneath her hips and tilting her even higher. “Is this what you want?” he asked, driving forward in one thrust until he was balls deep.
“Yes!” she screamed, tears filling her gorgeous eyes as her body was consumed with a passion so great she simply had to way to control it. “Yes, Papa, more. Again, Papa, again!”
Edward gave her exactly what she craved, pounding into her, his balls slapping against her pussy with every thrust forward, her keens filling the air each time he withdrew. He was entranced by the curls of her hair undulating like a river of molten gold as her head thrashed side to side on her pillow. He watched nipples pull so tight they looked as if they could burst at a single touch and a swollen clit throbbing with every beat of her heart. He felt his balls draw up and knew she wasn’t the only one about to shatter.
“Come, now!” he demanded and like his obedient little angel, she did exactly that.
“Papa!” she screamed, her entire body going as taut as a bowstring before suddenly snapping, convulsing with such strength he gritted his teeth, feeling as if his cock had been captured by a vise. Every contraction of her quim milked his shaft until he threw his head back and his bellow joined their song of passion as he emptied, shooting his seed deep inside her womb. It lasted a lifetime that was over far too soon. When her muscles were only fluttering, her legs slid from him and he bent over her to kiss her once again.
“I adore feeling you spend and your pussy hugging my cock when I am buried so deeply within you,” Edward said, loving the way her face flushed at his words.
