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And the breath of the man next to you, in Peach’s case.
It was only her second night on the island, but already, Peach was sleeping in a brand-new mansion. Isaac’s place.
How had things moved so fast? Peach had lain there, in his enormous Alaskan King Size bed, which, according to Isaac, was the biggest-sized bed out there. She had tried to think back, looking for clues as to the moment that their deal had switched over from pure business to something more. Had his intentions been to dominate her sexually all along? Unlikely, given the fact he’d been at such pains to explain the fake marriage plan. What about the moment she first entered his home? Unlikely, given how scruffy she’d looked after running from the airport.
Whenever it had happened, something definitelyhadswitched. He’d come three times yesterday. Once on her ass while spanking her, once down her throat, which was also full of ice-cream, and once inside her pre-stretched bottom. And, crazy and unexpected as it all had been, she’d loved every damn minute of it.
What he hadn’t done yet was madehercome. She got the feeling that was part of her punishment yesterday. Teasing her, making her be a good girl for him, making her want to come so fricking badly that she could have stayed up all night having orgasm after orgasm if he’d let her.
The thing was, though, hedidn’tlet her. After emptying his load deep inside her, he’d given her a pair of his silky pajamas — which fit her perfectly because of her plus-size body — and he’d made her warm milk and cookies, and he’d tucked her up in his bed and read her fairytales until she fell asleep.
Cinderella.
Beauty and the Beast.
Little Red Riding Wolf.
She’d seen something of her own situation in all of them. But instead of reading into them too deeply, or getting herself all worked up about the Prince Charming Beast-Wolf who also happened to be her fiancé, she had fallen into a deep, relaxing sleep, and she hadn’t stirred once until morning.
When she woke up, she realized that she had traveled all the way across the huge expanse of mattress, and she had somehow curled up her body into the Little Spoon, her but pressed up against his morning glory.
“Morning beautiful,” Isaac whispered in his ear. “You know, you’re very cute when you’re asleep.”
“I am?” Peach asked, feeling vulnerable. “Did I snore?”
“Nope,” Isaac replied. “You sucked your thumb and mumbled babytalk at me. It was adorable.”
“If you say so,” Peach said, cheeks burning. She started turning to face him, but Isaac’s hand grabbed her wrist in a flash, holding her where she was.
“Keep that bottom where it is for a minute,” he said, pressing his hardness between her cheeks. He was in boxers, she was in silk pajamas, but that didn’t stop the two of them doing everything they could to get that butt-fuck going in spite of their clothes.
“Want me to take my jammies off, Daddy?” Peach asked, pressing her bottom cheeks down onto the engorged tip of his cock, as far as they would go before her PJs got in the way.
Isaac growled. “You know I do, babygirl. But I’m not gonna take you in the ass this morning.”
“You’re not?” Peach asked, still rubbing her ass up and down on his rock-hard appendage.
“You better stop that right now, Little one,” Isaac said. “Or you’ll make Daddy mess up his boxers.” He grabbed hold of her pajama bottoms, whipping them down in one swift movement. Then, he flipped Peach over onto her back.
She squealed, feeling suddenly vulnerable, her legs bare and wide, her pussy fully on display to him for the first time. But she only had to look at the mountain in Isaac’s boxers to know that he was happy with what he saw.
“Daddy’s very proud of you for waiting so patiently for this,” he told her. “It’s important that you know that Daddy’s in charge of your pleasure. Every orgasm you receive is down to Daddy now. You will come when Daddy wants you to, and you will make Daddy come when he wants it too.”
Peach bit her lip. “And what does Daddy want now?”
Isaac looked into her eyes. “Daddy wants you to come all over his mouth, babygirl. And when Daddy’s done, he’s going to spray your tits with his cum, and you’re going to lie in his bed, full of his hot cum, while he makes you breakfast in bed.”
Peach wriggled on the mattress. “O-o-kay,” she said, trying to sound cool. But already her pussy was wet and aching for him.
“What you mean to say is ‘Yes, Daddy.’”
“Yes, Daddy,” said Peach. “Yes to all of it, sir.”
Isaac grabbed hold of her thighs, yanking them farther apart, and then he pushed his face down between her legs, breathing her in.
Peach felt momentarily embarrassed. She’d had a bath last night, but she didn’t know how much of — herself — she smelled of right now. She needn’t have worried, though, because almost immediately Isaac was making a noise that showed that he was very pleased with what he’d found down there.
“I could worship this pussy for days, babygirl,” he said, dipping his face down low and running his tongue up her slit until the tip reached her clit. She felt her lips quivering under his touch, slackening and opening for him a little, willing him to enter her. But he didn’t. His tongue stayed fixed on her clit, licking and sucking and working it as she dripped with pleasure for him.
