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“You’re not hearing me, baby. You touch that pussy, and you don’t get to come.”
I freeze. Suddenly, I’m afraid to move. “What?” I ask.
I thought we were playing. Sure, I never thought being called a slut would be hot. Yeah, I was wrong. When I heard Marco’s graveled voice calling me that and I knew that he was getting off on it, it was H-O-T. Now, I’m feeling out of my depth. The thought of him not letting me climax when he’s built up inside of me something so big that I can barely breathe, is something else. It’s not hot, it’s kind of terrifying.
“I give you an order, you follow it, baby. You don’t? You pay.”
I blink.
“Now, I see you’re finally getting it,” he growls. Before I can catch my breath, he knifes up, his hands on my hips as he sits. Then, somehow, he whirls us around so that I’m facing the headboard and he’s behind me. It happens so seamlessly, so easy that I’m not even sure how it happened. I stop thinking about it when he moves me by pushing me down in the mattress. “Elbows to the bed, baby. Keep that body low and stick this pretty little ass high up as you get on your knees.”
Oh God.
I was hot before, but just like that, I find this might be even better. I do as he asks—exactly how he asks. There’s no way I’m risking what will here until forever be called bad punishment. It’s not going to happen. This might be all new to me, but I’m not stupid. My head goes down, my ass goes high. I let out a whimper of disappointment as I feel him leave me. The sheets and cover on the bed, however, are pressed against my hard nipples and that feels so good the whimper turns into a moan—especially when I feel Marco’s fingers move through my wetness and then slowly up to the entrance of my ass. He slides his fingers there, painting my entrance and it feels good. Really freaking good. Then, I can feel pressure there and realize just a couple seconds before he pushes inside what he's doing, and that’s better. My pussy contracts and I can feel more sticky-wet slide from me, painting the lips of my pussy, and run against the inside of my thighs.
“Daddy.”
The word is a moan, a devotion, or maybe a song. I’m not sure. Feelings are bombarding me, and it all feels so huge that I can’t think. I can only… feel.
“In this room—no, scratch that. Wherever I claim this body, Princess, you need to understand that I own this body. It’s mine. You give me complete control. That’s your gift to me. My gift to you is I promise you with every fucking thing I am, I will protect you, I will keep you safe and I will always take care of you. I will give you pleasure. You just follow where I lead. Out there, you can be you. You can give me lip. I love it. It makes me hot. You can give me sweet, and I’ll love it. It makes me hot. Fuck, you can do nothing but give me a damn eyeroll because you’re finding me annoying, and I will like that and get hot. You can make me so fucking mad that I’m going to turn this sweet little ass red, and as twisted as it fucking sounds, I’m going to love that, too. I’ll love all of that because all of that is you and what you do. I end the day with you in my bed, giving me control, trusting me to guide you, and knowing after years of having ate shit to finally have you and everything you give me is my reward, I’m good. I’m more than good. That means, when I give you an order in here, you follow it. Understood?”
I know he’s instructing me. I know what’s happening, but the entire time he’s talking his fingers are tunneling in and out of me. He’s rocking my body back and forth, so the added dimension of my nipples rubbing against the sheets is there and all that coupled with his words is undoing me.
“Daddy,” I whimper.
I want to tell him, I’m close to coming. I want to tell him that everything he’s doing feels so good. I want to tell him that I love him. I can’t do any of that. I don’t have the air to get the words out. I’m pretty sure he figures it out. I know this because in the next minute with his fingers still buried in my ass, his cock presses against my throbbing pussy, and he thrusts inside.
“I asked if you understood me, Princess?”
That’s when I find out, I was wrong. So, wrong. There’s another level of pleasure and Marco has just led me to it. That’s when I also discover that I can speak because I cry out as he slams inside of me.
