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I groan as she’s beyond perfect. “Shall I get my mask?”

She shakes her head. “No, I want to see you, but let’s act.”

I clench my jaw and nod. “Stay still,” I growl, slipping into my role.

Please, no!” she pleads, her sapphire eyes wide. But there’s nothing but excitement coursing through her as I slam three fingers into her cunt. “So wet and ready.”

She whimpers. “Stop this. Please.”

I chuckle, the sound echoing around the room. “Why would you tell me to stop when you are so wet you’re leaking all over the sheets? Your cunt is begging for my dick.” My fingers work in and out of her pussy viciously, and I lean down to bite her earlobe. “Begging me to stop just drives me wild.”

She shudders, squirming from anticipation and desire as I slide the head of my cock through her entrance.

“No, I—”

“Please,” she begs, a desperate whimper escapes her lips.

I shake my head. “We’re only just getting started.” The moment my cock bumps her clit, her hips rise from the bed. “And it looks like no matter how much you tell me you want me to stop, you love every moment.”

Instead of sliding inside her, I rub the head of my cock against her clit over and over, driving her crazy. Her gasps turn into desperate cries, her body squirming beneath me. I love how responsive she is while she tries to pretend she doesn’t want it, how every touch, every whisper ignites a fire within her.

“Please,” she begs.

“Right now, I don’t know if you are begging me to stop or fuck you,” I drawl, my voice low and husky.

Her jaw clenches as she tries to maintain her part in our game. “I’m telling you to stop.”

I press my fingers into her center, feeling her pulse around them. Her hands strain against the restraints as she tries to break free.

I pull back to look at her, her eyes shining with need, her lips parted as she pants for breath. “No one is going to help you.” I grin, my hand sliding lower. “Let’s see how much you can take because you are all mine.” I slide my cock deep inside of her with one thrust.

“Daddy...” she half gasps, half moans, her eyes alight with desire.

Smirking, I lean down, my lips against her neck, trailing soft kisses down her skin. “Say it again,” I murmur, my voice a low growl.

“Daddy...” she breathes, her voice a desperate whisper.

As I plunge into her, her body arches off the bed, a strangled cry escaping her lips. She can’t maintain her role once I’m inside her. I pause for a moment, allowing her to adjust to my size. Her walls clamp down on me, pulsing and inviting. I can’t help but groan, the sensation nearly overwhelming.

“You’re so tight,” I murmur, my voice a low growl.

She bites her lip, her hands straining against the restraints, her body squirming beneath me. “Fuck me,” she pants.

I start slow, my thrusts shallow. Each thrust elicits a moan from my angel as she shudders beneath me. Her reactions drive me wild, and soon enough, I’m picking up the pace. She cries out, her body writhing beneath me as I thrust into her relentlessly.

“Daddy... more,” she pleads.

With a smirk, I angle my hips just right, hitting that sweet spot inside her. Her back arches off the bed, a scream tearing through her as pleasure washes over her. I continue to pound into her, our bodies slapping together.

“Oh God... I’m...” she whimpers.

I know she’s close. I can feel her tightening around me, her body trembling. I kiss her, swallowing her cries as she shatters beneath me. Her climax triggers mine, and I spill into her, my body shuddering with the intensity of the orgasm.

As we come down from our highs, I pull out of her, untying her restraints. She whimpers, and I pull her into my arms and cradle her.

“You were amazing,” I murmur, kissing her forehead.

She snuggles into my chest with a look of contentment on her face. “I love you,” She murmurs, her voice barely a whisper.

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