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“Daddies don’t have to follow the rules.” His tone has gone stern.
I swallow, giving myself a second to back out before answering, “I know.”
His hands lift from the arms of the chair, travel delicately up my thighs, over my hips and waist, and stop to massage my breasts.
“I’m going to fuck you.”
“Yes.”
A deep chuckle comes before he says, “It wasn’t a question.”
He fists his cock and slaps it against my sex. My body shakes. Before I can figure out how to respond to his statement or his actions, he adds, “Make yourself come.”
I lower a hand but he grabs my wrist and returns it to his shoulder.
“Make yourself come by rubbing against my cock.”
My confusion must be apparent.
“Not sex, yet. Lean into me. Slide your wet pussy up and down me. I want to be able to watch you come on my cock this time because once I’m inside of you, I won’t be able to think.”
He helps steady me. My lips part around his shaft. Should that count as sex? He’s right, I’m so wet, I slick him from top to bottom. My clit throbs with need. I pump myself faster and faster, tempted to scoot forward an inch and come down on his cock, but when I do, his fingers grip me hard and keep me off.
“Naughty girl.” He loosens one grip and I’m about to get back to business when his hand comes down hard on my butt cheek. “Don’t try to take my cock before you have permission.”
I’m so shocked by the moment, by the intense sting, I can’t move.
“Are you ready to be a good girl and come for me?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, Daddy.” My sex aches to be filled. It’s hard not to try again, but my orgasm is wound so tight, I need release more than I need air.
His tongue darts out and flicks one of my nipples. The added sensation is too much. I hold on for my life as my world is obliterated from within. My orgasm splinters everything I know to be true. I’m drifting through bliss.
The faint sensation of Jeff physically guiding me through the orgasm fades into the euphoria.
I don’t know how long I’ve been collapsed on him when I gather myself. Sitting upright, I notice his shaft is still rock-hard between us.
He lifts me, angling his hips so that his cock prods at my entrance. I balance with my hands on his shoulders.
“Let me know if you need me to stop.” He’s holding me as if I’m weightless. He pushes downward, pressuring his tip into me. My lips spread around his broad head with the help of our combined wetness. His musky scent mixes with my sweeter one.
I’ve never been so addicted to something. He’s inching into me. Our eyes are locked in complete silence as he helps my body do what it was meant to do: take his cock.
“I can’t wait to fill you.”
My sex is stretched, doing its best to accommodate him, but the thought of riding him bare, being full of his seed, makes my walls tighten around him.
“Oh fuck, My Love.” He pumps himself into me. A different kind of orgasm builds. It’s deeper, stronger—
“What the fuck is going on?” Balthazar’s voice comes from the doorway.
“You’re not supposed to interfere with a date.” Daddy, or Jeff, speaks with absolute clarity while I process what’s happening.
“You’re not supposed to be fucking,” Ballz responds. He’s only wearing athletic shorts, no top, and he has a small towel. His chest, abs, and happy trail tempt me to ask him to join us. How would that work?
