Page 39 of Take Me, Daddy


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He reached for me, deftly pinching the clasp of my bra open like he’d done it a thousand times. I shivered as the cups drooped and my breasts bounced free. I struggled not to lift my hands and hold the bra up to hide myself. Leisurely, he pushed the straps down my arms and just when I was about to give in and cover myself, his fingers lightly grasped my wrist. I pulled in a nervous breath, but as he pulled my undergarment away from me, my eyes rushed to his.

My breasts were heavy with desire. They weren’t particularly large like most men liked, but they were at least enough to fill his big palm. He reached for one, groaning seductively as he traced his thumb over my erect nipple.

A spark of pleasure flew through me at the simple possessive touch. His palms drew down my naked back, petting me gently and causing electric fiery sensation to swirl up and down inside me.

“Sir,” I breathed.

He pulled me close as I peered up at him. His lips captured mine and I moaned, unable to resist wrapping my own arms around his waist just so that I could feel the firmness of his body beneath my fingers. His rock-hard cock pressed against my belly, and I shuddered, imagining what it would feel like to have that monstrosity inside me.

He kissed me with increasing fervor. I kissed him back with just as much passionate need until he nipped my lower lip with his teeth, and I gasped at the sharp sting. His kisses descended down my throat and I couldn’t keep quiet as my desire for him to take me escalated to insurmountable levels.

He trailed soft kisses all over me. His tender lips pressed against every inch of me, from the top of my shoulder to my collarbone and down to my breasts. I couldn’t keep quiet when he took my right nipple between his teeth, nipping it lightly as he teased it with his tongue. My feet nearly gave way beneath me, and he picked me up, cupping my bottom as he sat me down on the table. The hard surface was especially unforgiving on my still stinging backside, but it only added to my need for more.

His palm pressed me all the way down until I lay flat on my back.

His lips grazed against my stomach, journeying across my bare flesh with rapt attention. His gentle caresses drove me wild, but when his lips brushed against the skin just above the hem of my pretty panties, I truly lost control.

He was going to take those down too. It then hit me what he would see.

What I wanted him to see.

I shuddered hard at that realization. I thought he was going to pull them down with his hands, but he didn’t.

He used his teeth.

Inch by sordid inch, he lowered my panties and at the moment he was going to reveal the top of my mound, he paused. I swallowed hard, knowing that he would see that I’d shaved myself bare just for him, that I was soaking wet and my pussy was swollen with need for him.

The anticipation of that moment nearly undid me.

Carefully, he pulled them down a bit further until I was fully exposed, and I cried out, my pussy clenching down hard. Impatiently, he used his hands to drag my underwear the rest of the way down my legs and I bashfully pressed my thighs together.

“Open your legs, little girl. If I need to tell you again, I’ll spank that soaking wet little pussy as red as your bottom,” he warned, and a glimmer of excitement raced through me. I paused for a moment, trying to figure out if he was serious or not.

I waited a bit too long.

He grabbed my thighs and spread them open gently, but with a level of force that I couldn’t fight against. Once my legs were open and my pussy was completely exposed, he cupped his hands directly against it.

“Naughty girl, I’m beginning to think you enjoy this,” he murmured heatedly.

He slapped my pussy firmly and the sudden sting caught me entirely off guard. I yelped, tightening my muscles as I tried to cope with the pain. The sharp ache was quickly followed by an even headier passionate need that made me tremble.

“I’m sorry, sir,” I whispered, unable to stop myself from smiling just the tiniest bit.

“Hmmm, you don’t sound quite sorry enough yet,” he teased. I felt positively indecent lying down on the table entirely naked, but that didn’t stop my hips from rocking with desire.

His kisses began again, brushing against the bones of my pelvis and then to the cusp of my thighs. I waited, hoping he would kiss somewhere else and nervous that he would at the same time.

When he kissed directly on top of my clit, I nearly came right then and there. I reached for his head and drew my fingers through his hair. He didn’t stop me and when his tongue inched forward enough to flick my needy bud, I dug them in.

“Please,” I begged, trying to push him away.

I couldn’t bear his mouth between my legs. It was too shameful for him to see me like this up close.

“You can’t,” I whimpered.

He pulled back. I sighed with relief, but then he spanked my pussy again. I cried out, the sting far more intense than the first time and a fresh wave of desire coursed over me. I was so aroused it hardly even stung now and all it did was taunt me with an orgasm that was just beyond reach.

Feeling a bit rebuked, I pouted and spread my legs a bit wider, hoping to entice him back so that he didn’t spank me there again. He groaned and kissed my inner thigh lightly. My clit pulsed with need. My body rolled as his lips closed over my needy bud once more and I moaned.

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