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“Play with your nipples for me, pretty girl,” he panted. “Make them nice and hard.”
Her hands shook as she lowered them to her chest, groping her breasts as she stared up at him. His lips were tight as he watched her—something about feeling like she was putting on a show for him turned her on even more. Knowing she was making him feel good, that he thought she was this sexy, it made her feel like that. It made her want to give him any and everything he wanted.
So she rolled her peaked nipples between her fingers, lightly playing with them. Her eyes on his face, she pinched them roughly and gasped at the zap of pain that mixed with her intense pleasure.
Her pussy fluttered around his cock, and she felt his fingers flex on the back of her thighs. “Again,” he ordered.
She didn’t know if he meant squeeze his dick again, or pinch her nipples again, so she did both. His grip on her legs tightened, his hips snapping back and forth with more force.
A fine sweat broke out along his hair-covered chest, his stomach flexing with every movement. Her pleasure peaked, and she felt herself barreling closer to another release, but, suddenly, he pulled out.
She froze, shocked he stopped so soon. Was he already done? Had he come? But she hadn’t felt anything, and he hadn’t said anything. A pang of disappointment hit her chest as he lowered her legs to the bed.
“Roll over,” he said breathlessly. “On your hands and knees. Put that ass high in the air.”
She blinked up at him. “What?”
“Don’t make me say it again, Abbie. Do as you’re told.”
Her stomach twisted as she got into position. “Face down in the pillows, baby girl,” he ordered, his voice a weird mix of firm and gentle. Slowly, she lowered her head, forcing her ass higher. “That’s it, my pretty girl. Such a good girl for Daddy, aren’t you?”
She nodded, and his hand came down hard on her asscheek. “I can’t see your face so I’ll need you to talk,” he said. “You’re Daddy’s good girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she whimpered. He brought his hand down on her ass again, smacking her hard enough to leave a stinging warmth in its wake. It made her pussy throb even more than it was before, and she swayed her hips side to side, silently begging him to fill her again.
Both his hands gripped her ass and spread her apart. Her eyes widened—what the heck was he doing?
Was he—he wasn’t looking?—
“Uhh, Jett?”
“Shh.” His breath was warm against her asshole, and her body stiffened. Why was he so close?
“Jett—”
Her words cut off as his warm tongue slid against her hole. She jolted forward, a mix of shock and taboo pleasure shooting through her. He should not be doing that, but jeez it felt so good as he lapped at her.
Her clit throbbed, and a moan ripped from her throat as she bunched the pillow in her fists. His mouth moved lower, his fingers digging deeper into her flesh as he pressed his tongue inside her. It was unlike anything she’d ever felt before, and she cried out, pushing back against his face.
His growl vibrated against her clit, adding to everything she was feeling. She felt herself getting closer the more he flicked his tongue, working it against her clit, sliding inside her, back up to her asshole.
She wanted to come again—she needed it. Desperately.
But he didn’t give it to her.
Instead, he pulled his face again and she let out a pathetic-sounding whine, somewhere between a plea and a demand for him to come back. But he slid his rough hand along her back, keeping her head pressed onto the bed as he lined up.
His thick cockhead slid easily inside her, forcing her body to stretch and accommodate his size. From this angle, it felt different. He was pushing on spots he hadn’t before, and when he slammed all the way in, he felt deeper than he had earlier.
She screamed as she felt him grind his hips against her ass, forcing himself as far as he could go. It was different from anything she’d ever felt before, the feeling of him filling her so completely, stretching her so much she could barely take it, that she felt like she was about to split in half.
“Daddy!” she cried into the pillow, digging her face in more. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth open as she gritted her teeth, bracing herself for his pounding.
“You okay, baby girl?” he grunted, slowing down enough for her to catch her breath.
“Okay, Daddy,” she breathed, rubbing her cheek against the pillow as she nodded. He ran his calloused hand along her back, soothing her.
“I didn’t hurt you?”
