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“Hold this up for Daddy.”
She did as told and bunched the fabric in her hands. My cock ached to the sound of the vibrator, and my mouth watered.
“That’s my girl. Now spread those panties to the side so I can see those juicy pussy lips.”
Idid as told, letting my fingers slide down to my panties, and I pushed them aside. He licked his lips in anticipation and let his lips morph into a grin. Besides the tunes of the radio in the background, the inside of his truck was quiet until he turned on the vibrator. I held my breath and fisted the fabric of his shirt as he placed the small vibrating tongue on my clit.
I bit down on my bottom lip, trying to swallow the moan that dared erupt from my throat. As he held one hand steady with the vibrator, his other hand traveled up to my breasts and found the top of my shirt. Without any decorum he fisted the fabric and pulled it down, exposing my lacey white bra. The pads of his fingers toyed with my nipples aiding in my undoing.
“Does that feel good, baby? Tell Daddy how good this fucking feels.”
He moved the vibrator in circle motions, toying and teasing my clit as the seconds passed. The intense throbbing of my heat shot frissons through my center, and I found myself closing my eyes shut as jibberish words trickled off my tongue.
A light strain of laughter sprinkled the air, and his lips found the shell of my ear. “Use your words, baby. Tell Daddy how it feels to have your clit played with.”
“I-It feels….” I breathed in, and my eyes shot open when he removed the toy from my folds.
It was as if the world stopped, and he paused to let a titillating grin tug at the corner of his mouth as he dangled the toy inches from his lips. His serpent tongue danced across the spot that kissed my clit, and devoured the sap that tainted the silicone device. Then, with his eyes pinned on mine, he made me watch and, without any warning, placed the toy back where it rightfully belonged.
“Beg for it.” He said as he pressed the toy harder into my folds.
My hands gripped the fabric of his polo, and I leaned forward, “Please. Please. Please.” I cried through pierced lips.
“That’s it. That’s the prayer I want to hear. Say it again.”
His rhythm made my body rebel. Every time he gave me what I wanted, he took it away. A salacious game of cat and mouse as he edged me over and over. Tired, sweaty, and desperate to come, he pulled away once more and fisted my hair until my chin faced the truck’s roof.
My fingers dug into the skin of his neck as my lips trembled. “Daddy….” I cried.
I wanted to say more but the words dissolved off my tongue as his lips trailed down the column of my throat. He gave me soft kisses before turning them into soft bites. His touch burned a hole in my soul, and I craved it more than anything. I cried out his name once more and moved my hands near his, only for him to bind them behind my back.
“Bad girl. This cunt belongs to me. Now and forever. Do you understand?”
I nodded though shuddery breath, and he pulled my earlobe between his teeth, rejecting a slight sting once he pulled away.
His lips traveled down the side of my cheek, and he paused. “Then fucking say it. Tell me who this soaked pussy belongs to.”
I belted out the words he wanted to hear, and his mouth crashed down onto mine as he placed the toy back on my clit. The joints of my fist burned as I gripped his shirt, and every ounce of energy was depleted from my body. I went weak in his arms, and he cradled me. The soothing caress of his palm on my back and his fingers through my hair made me wish I could stay like this forever.
‘Spend the night with me. “He said as he lifted my face.
I adjusted my top and let my skirt fall back around my thighs. “I can’t. My dad is in a bad place, and he drinks, and–”
“Okay, okay. I get that. It’s fine.” He said, interrupting me.
He caressed my cheek and let his thumb trace over the small dot of blood on my bottom lip. I licked it away before pulling it gently between my teeth.
I tucked a lock of sweaty hair behind my ear, “Do you live here in Stonebridge?”
“No, my home is in California. But I’m staying in a presidential hotel suite at the Kingsley. Do you know it?”
“Yeah. My dad says that’s where all the rich assholes stay when they come to Stonebridge.” I smiled sheepishly and sliced my eyes to the decorative bag on the passenger seat.
Daddy clipped his finger under my chin and forced me to face him. “Daddy is a fucking rich asshole, and he’s going to take care of you for the rest of your life. I promise you’ll never want for anything. All I want is to see you smile every day until I take my last breath.”
His words electrified me, and the best part about the surging feeling flowing through my veins was knowing Daddy meant every word of it. His eyes softened as he took me in, and I studied his features. I never spent much time looking at his face, but it was a sight to admire, just like his body. His square jaw hid underneath a sculpted beard, and his narrow lips pulled back to reveal a row of gleaming white teeth as he caught my hard stare.
“What you looking at, baby?” He reached across and pulled out a bottle of champagne. I perked up and sliced my gaze back to his. He lifted the armrest and retrieved two clear plastic cups. “Thirsty?”
