Page 15 of Break Me, Daddy


Font Size:  

“You can fight all you want, little girl, but you asked for your fucking, and I’m going to give it to you,” he growled.

My nipples pebbled achingly hard inside my bra. I’d chosen a matching dark green lace bra and panty set, and I quivered as his gaze feasted on my naked flesh. There was primal arousal written all over his face at the sight of me, and that made me want him more than I thought it would.

“You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispered, and I could tell that he meant it. I gasped quietly as he traced a single finger down the central line of my neck, between my breasts, right to the hem of the waistband of my panties. I watched the whole thing like it was some sort of out-of-body experience, yet the heat reminded me that I was very much a part of this. I shivered hard and glanced back up to see him watching me.

“I’m enjoying seeing you like this, but there’s something I’m going to enjoy much more in a moment,” he teased.

“What’s that?” I purred daringly.

“Seeing your beautiful, naked body trembling beneath me the moment before my cock thrusts inside your pretty little pussy,” he whispered.

My pussy clenched so hard that my body visibly tensed along with it. His gaze dropped, making the obvious insinuation that he had seen my reaction, and his lips curled up in a devious grin.

“Naughty girl. You want me to look, don’t you?”

I couldn’t answer. I turned my head, hoping to hide my blush when he grabbed my chin and forced me back. I could feel my cheeks heat even further as he stared down at me, reading the emotions written all over my face. His thumb traced roughly over my lower lip, and he groaned quietly, clearly enjoying himself.

“Don’t you?”

His tone carried a warning with it, and I whimpered softly. His stare bored down on me, waiting, and I couldn’t help it as I squirmed beneath him. His palm smoothed down the side of my hip, just grazing against my bottom cheek, and I tensed, remembering exactly what he had promised.

“Yes,” I finally managed to whisper.

He grinned, reaching for the delicate lace of my bra, and tearing it away from my body. The fabric gave way to his strength like tissue paper. In the end, he ripped my bra to shreds. Moments later, his hand descended to the lacey green bikini underwear, and I struggled a bit harder, but that didn’t matter either. In a moment, his hand wrapped around the lace, and he pulled it upwards, wedging it into the folds of my pussy.

I cried out loud, taken aback by the cruel, delicious bite. I squirmed as the fabric rubbed suggestively against my clit. Without meaning to, I opened my mouth and a soft moan fell off my lips. He tugged it gently several times, teasing me, and I couldn’t stop the way my body twitched and bucked beneath him. His salacious grin only grew wider as he taunted me with my panties rather than his touch, and I whined.

With an evil smirk, he ripped them off of my body with absolutely no warning at all. In a state of disbelief, I opened my lips, not really realizing it had happened until the aching sting exploded across my overly sensitive folds. I cried out, tightening my thighs at once with a quick jerk. His knee was suddenly in between them though, keeping my legs open as I glared up at him.

I wasn’t used to being defeated like this.

I fought harder, pushing against his body in a fit of movement and his was suddenly against mine. His hands wrapped around my wrists. I struggled and bucked wildly as he forced them over my head.

No matter what I did, his hold on me didn’t budge.

The truth was, though, that I didn’twantto win. I just wanted to see if he had it in him to master me, and I wasn’t disappointed. This man was perfectly capable of overpowering me, and he’d proved it.

If this was something that was going to last more than one night, I hoped this was a game we would play often, one where he would ultimately always win no matter how hard of a battle we fought.

I lifted my chin in defiance.

His green irises sparkled with shiny gold flecks as if he could read my mind. He made a show of looking me up and down, casually holding both my wrists captive with one hand while he explored my body with the other. I trembled, sensations rolling through me with wild savagery. His thumb rolled over my right nipple, and I gasped, pleasure blossoming around my sensitive bud.

I whimpered softly as his hand passed over the other, but he pinched it in a feat to acquire my immediate attention. I stiffened and he released my nipple, giving me a look that told me that it could get far more painful if it needed to. I didn’t know what came over me, but I challenged him with a look, and his hand immediately shot out and captured my right one. He held it between his thumb and forefinger, pinching lightly as he pulled it, lifting my breast along with it. I struggled, but he pulled harder, and the stinging pain only grew fiercer.

It blossomed around my breast, and I cried out as he twisted it in his fingers. I whined with increasing panic as the pain continued to build until he let go just as suddenly as he’d grabbed it. The ache continued to build for a second or two afterwards, and I writhed a little, trying to survive it. When it finally started to fade, I breathed a long breath and looked back up at him with a whole new admiration.

Hedidknow what he was doing.

“Stay still for me, naughty girl. You won’t like the consequences if you defy me.”

He kept his gaze on me as he drew back off the bed and onto his feet. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, moving down each button with a deliberateness that made me bite my lip in excitement. He revealed the cusp of his chest, allowing the dark ink of a tattoo to peak through. The smattering of hair caught me by surprise, and I smiled, enjoying the fact that he appeared so masculine. My gaze moved down the line of his torso as he revealed his fully tatted artwork.

His physique was hard. The plane of his stomach was deeply chiseled, and the muscles of his arms were seemingly carved out of stone. I wanted to wrap my hands around them even though I didn’t think my fingers would touch even if I tried.

His hands dropped to his belt, unbuckling it slowly and pulling it free from his slacks with the most suggestive look I’d ever seen. He folded it in half and laid it down on the bed. I stared at the conditioned black leather for a moment before flicking my eyes back to him. With a chuckle, he unbuttoned his pants and kicked off his shoes. He wasted no time stripping down to nothing, and when he stood back up, I saw nothing else but the glorious monstrosity of his cock.

It was easily the biggest dick I’d ever seen. It was basically the size of a thick club, except it curved slightly to the left and was throbbing with thick, purple-veined ridges.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like