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He lays down on the bed, his head right under me. With hard fingers digging into the flesh of my hips, he lowers me on his head.
“Daddy!” I scream.
His approval shows itself in the way he forces me to ride his mouth. He tongue-fucks me, moving me as he wishes, and when he’s sure I’m lost in the craziness of him again, he releases me.
I give him exactly what he wants as I grind against his mouth, seeking more pleasure. My next orgasm surprises me, unsure when it starts or if it’ll ever end. My heart pumps infinite pleasure into my veins and drains me of all my energy.
I’m lifeless when he kneels behind me. The tell-tale of his belt unbuckling makes me shiver, but I don’t have the energy to voice my fear… or my need.
“Look at you.” His gravelly voice portrays his insatiable need. “You’re beautiful, baby. So beautiful and so mine.”
I shudder when he kneads my ass cheeks, and I spread my legs voluntarily when he makes it clear that he wants access to my pussy again.
“This tight cunt missed me, didn’t she?”
I nod into the mattress, panting when he presses the pads of his fingers against me, gathering more wetness at my entrance.
“You’re practically dripping, Ella. That’s how much your body reacts to me.”
I moan when he pushes in. Shame has left my body when I came grinding on his face. There’s nothing rational left inside of me.
“Daddy is going to fuck you until you remember why he’s the one who owns you.”
“Yes,” I moan. One finger turns into two, and he moves them relentlessly. I cry out when a third pushes inside me. “Fuck!”
“Watch your mouth. You know I have to stretch you out, baby, or it’ll hurt.”
He pushes deeper, and I feel the way my pussy accommodates his fingers. I push back, desperate for more.
“Good girl. Mm, I wish you could see the way you’re opening up for me.”
I fuck myself against his fingers, getting up to my hands and knees to get more traction. I’m panting, whimpering when he moves away. I need more. I need him to feed the animal inside me and take me back to my baser instincts.
He lines the tip of his dick with my entrance, teasing me as he rubs against my wetness. He pushes, but not inside me. Instead, he slides the ridge of his dick between my pussy lips, coating himself in my pleasure.
“My dripping slut,” he hums in agreement. “Always so wet for me.”
He repeats the process of sliding the head of his cock against me, pretending he’ll finally push inside me and denying me the pleasure.
When I whimper desperately, he gathers my long hair in one hand and slowly wraps the blonde locks around his fist. He pulls harshly, making me gasp at the violence. “If you’re such a desperate girl, why don’t you beg for exactly what you want?”
From the corner of my eyes, I see him undoing his button-down with his free hand. I’m practically drooling when he leaves it on and open.
Whoever is up there has favorites, and Christopher Murray has been on their good side. No one should be allowed to have such a delicious body.
A reserved smile tips at the corner of his lips, because as dominating as he is in bed, Chris has a shy side that makes him almost uncomfortable when someone appreciates the handsome man he is.
And holy hell am I appreciating. The valley between his abs creates a line I’m dying to drag my tongue along and every ridge is begging for my fingertips.
I hiss when he pulls at my hair again, dragging me back to reality.
“If you want my cock, you know what I expect.”
“Please,” I pant, rubbing myself along his shaft. “Please fuck me.”
“That would be my pleasure, baby.”
The moment the head of his cock pushes inside me, I see stars. A mix of everything he’s made me feel before and the pleasure I’m feeling right now makes my arms weak.
