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She could hear the hesitation in his voice, how unsure he sounded, and she pushed up to her hands to look over her shoulder at him. “I’m okay,” she said again, softer. “You didn’t hurt me. I liked it.” His eyes searched hers, his dark brows bunched as his chest heaved.
Not looking like he believed her, he smoothed his hand over her back again. “If you’re sure,” he murmured, and she nodded.
“I’m sure.”
His wide chest expanded as he took a deep breath. “Then get back into position.” Her belly somersaulted at the command, and she dropped back onto the bed, pressing her face deeper into the pillow. “Good girl.”
God, she loved when he called her that. Not as much as she liked when he called herpretty girlorbaby girl.But it was up there on her list of things he said that made her melt.
Her body tightened as his hand slid from her hip to her stomach, then lower. Thick fingers pressed against her sensitive clit as he stroked into her, his hips snapping forward with each thrust. She bunched the blanket in her fists, widening her hips more, letting him hit a deeper angle that had her seeing stars.
“This little cunt is milking Daddy’s cock,” he said under his breath, his voice guttural. “Such a pretty little slut for your daddy, aren’t you, baby? Letting him fuck you the way he needs. You make me feel so damn good, you know that?”
Moan after moan ripped from her as he worked her body back and forth on his cock, his fingers moving in tandem with his thrusts. She felt another orgasm barreling towards her, and she couldn’t hold it off. Even if she wanted to, she felt herself about to explode.
“Daddy! Daddy, please!” She felt it teetering on the edge, so close she was desperate for it. “Please!”
“Give it to me, baby,” he growled, moving his fingers faster. “Come on Daddy’s cock. Then I’ll fill you up. You want that, don’t you? You want to feel me fuck my cum into your tight pussy?”
God, yes, she wanted that. So badly.
Her eyes squeezed closed, and, as if he knew she was about to fall over that blissful edge, he slammed into her harder.
She exploded.
Coming while Jett continued fucking her felt different from any orgasm she’d ever had before. She understood why people became sex addicts—she could become a sex addict if he made her feel this good every day.
“Fuck yes,” he groaned, moving both hands to her hips. He pushed and pulled her, using her body the way he needed to get off. She was a boneless mess as he fucked her faster, his cock thickening inside her. “Here it comes, pretty girl.”
Her mouth went slack, still riding the waves of the most intense orgasm of her life as he slammed into her a final time and stilled. Hot cum flowed from his cock, deep inside her. She stayed on her knees, letting him catch his breath before he pulled out and laid beside her on the bed.
His heavy arm draped across her, pulling her to her side to face him. Burying her face in his chest, she breathed him in, savoring this moment. “I’ll get a rag in a second,” he breathed, stroking her hair from her sweaty forehead. “I just need this right now.”
Her heart stuttered. He needed this? She didn’t know he’d want to cuddle after sex, but she was happy he did. She felt raw and exposed, even if she felt loved and treasured.
“My precious, sweet, baby girl,” he whispered, his fingers massaging her scalp. “Are you sure I wasn’t too rough on you?”
“I promise,” she said, her fingers gliding along his chest. “I feel good.” He kissed her forehead, letting his lips linger.
Suddenly, he slipped off the bed, and she immediately reached for him. “I’ll be right back. Roll onto your back and open your legs.”
Yeah, she didn’t want to do that. Didn’t he know she was spent? She couldn’t do anything else. Give her a few minutes, then maybe she could recover.
He walked from the bathroom holding a cloth and kneeled on the bed between her spread legs. She jolted as the warm fabric connected with her pussy, then he was gently stroking her—not to get her off, but to clean her up.
Pushing up on her elbows, she gaped down at him. “I can do that,” she squeaked, reaching for the cloth, but he pulled it back.
“Lay down and let me take care of you,” he growled, leveling her with a firm look. Swallowing thickly, she did as she was told. She stared up at the ceiling as he cleaned her up, then got off the bed and disappeared back into the bathroom.
She must’ve drifted while he was away, because her eyes snapped open as he slid onto the bed beside her, covering her with the blankets. They were still naked, but instead of feeling self conscious or embarrassed, she felt safe. Secure.
“I’ll check on your pussy in the morning,” he said. The words were enough to wake her up, and she pulled back to stare up at him.
“What?”
“To make sure I didn’t hurt you,” he explained, resting his big hand on the side of her head. Gently, he tugged her back to his chest, and she snuggled against him, his hair brushing against her cheek. “You’ll tell me if you’re sore or if I hurt you, understand?”
She barely refrained from rolling her eyes.
