Page 118 of I.S.O Daddy


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“Maybe you can fuck the laughter out of me?” she suggested, batting her lashes up at him. His brow rose in that way that made her squirm.

“Or maybe I can jack myself off and make you lick up my cum,” he countered. “You don’t call the shots here, baby girl.”

“But—”

“Just lay there and take what Daddy gives you, understand me?”

Her mouth snapped shut, and she nodded frantically. Yeah, she’d stop while she was ahead. She desperately wanted him inside her, and if he didn’t want her to rush him, then she wouldn’t.

But the anticipation was killing her.

Abbie gasped as the blunt, thick head of his dick brushed against her swollen pussy. “Relax,” Jett soothed, his head rubbing against her clit. “It’s alright. I’ve got you.”

Slowly, he slid lower, and she held her breath as he pressed forward. “Breathe, baby.” He stroked her hair with the hand by her head. “Breathe for me.” She forced a shuddering breath out, and he pushed deeper. She felt herself open for him, stretching around him. “Ready?”

Nervously, she nodded, swallowing thickly. He hesitated before his hips drove forward, his cockhead slipping in. Her mouth fell open at the stretch, at the fullness of him.

“Fuck,” he breathed, his eyes as wide as hers. “Fuck.”

“Mhm.” She nodded again. She totally understood what he meant. It was…a lot. His cock was thick and hard, and was stretching her pussy with every inch he pressed in. But she wanted more.

Needed it.

“You feel so damn good,” he grunted. “Almost there, baby. You okay?”

“Yes,” she hissed. “More. Please. Please, Daddy.”

He dragged out before pushing forward again. The veins in his neck popped as he stopped himself from fucking her how she knew he wanted to. Again, he pulled back a bit, then pressed the rest of the way in, bottoming out completely.

“You took all of me, baby. Such a good girl,” he praised, still stroking her hair. Her face flushed, and her pussy tightened, making him groan. “You really like that, don’t you? Like Daddy praising you?”

She nodded, unable to speak. He grinned as he dropped his mouth to hers, kissing her deeply as he pulled his hips back, then slowly drove them forward again.

“Daddy,” she breathed, pulling her face from his. “Faster. Please. And harder.”

“Yeah? You want it harder, baby?” His eyes gleamed, the hand by her head clenching into a fist. She nodded, spreading her legs wider for him. His teeth sunk into his bottom lip as he pulled almost all the way out, then slammed forward.

She couldn’t hold her scream in, and he froze. “Fuck. Did I hurt you?” She frantically shook her head, her breath lost. “Abbie. Fuck. Say something. Fuck.” He moved to pull away, but she gripped his shoulder, stopping him.

“No,” she said. “More. I—I liked that. A lot. More, Daddy. I want it hard, just like that.” His dark eyes were wide as he stared down at her.

“I didn’t hurt you?”

“No!” she cried. “Again! Please!”

This time, he was more hesitant as he pulled out and pushed back in. That wouldn’t do. She wanted it hard and rough. She wanted more.

“Daddy, please!” she whined. “Hard. Like you did before.”

She knew he didn’t want to hurt her, but he wouldn’t. Not if he gave her what she wanted.

Taking a deep breath, his cock dragged out of her pussy, then he slammed back in, harder than before. She cried out, raising her hands above her head and resting them flat on the headboard. “Like that,” she breathed.

Whatever he saw on her face, heard in her voice, must’ve made him believe her, because he stopped holding back. Sinking back onto his knees, he gripped the backs of her knees and held them to her chest. In quick, hard thrusts, he fucked into her, her back arching as he pinned her knees to her chest.

“My baby likes it hard,” he grunted. “She likes when Daddy’s rough, doesn’t she?”

“Yes!” she screamed, her eyes rolling back as he pounded into her, the bed creaking with every hard thrust.

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