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He pressed a kiss to her cheek, then trailed his lips down to her jaw. He rubbed his beard into the curve of her neck, holding her close to his body as she began squirming and giggling.
“No more!” she cried, but he held onto her tighter. “Daddy, please!” She bent in half, pressing her ass into his hips. He felt his cock harden in his jeans, and he pushed his hips forward, grinding into her. “Daddy.” Her voice was breathless as he let his hands trail up her sides and cup her breasts.
“Are you going to be a good girl for me today?” he asked, pressing kisses to her neck. “Are you going to listen to Daddy?”
“When don’t I listen?” she countered, and his eyes lifted to the mirror. His brow rose, and a slow grin spread. “I promise to listen.”
“And do what I tell you to do?”
Her eyes narrowed slightly. “Within reason.”
Jett pressed his face into her neck, kissing up to her earlobe and nibbling on it. She wiggled in his arms, her breathing harsh and fast. “If Daddy tells you to take your little panties off, will you do it?”
“I—I can’t,” she breathed. His hand trailed down her body to the hem of the oversized shirt she wore. It was one of his old ones she’d adopted as her painting smock. Slowly, he dragged it up her thighs and froze.
“You’re not wearing any,” he growled, his gaze boring into hers in the mirror. She flashed him a cheeky grin, and he moved his hand to the back of her neck. “Bend over.”
“What—”
“Bend over.” She hesitated before hinging forward at the hips. “Hold on to the mirror if you need to.” Her hands shook as she lifted them, gripping either side of the mirror in front of her. She lifted her head and peered up at him, her cheeks flushed the prettiest rosy color. “Look at yourself, baby.”
He waited until her eyes dropped to her reflection before kneeling behind her. She stiffened, but he rubbed soothing circles on her back until she relaxed. It still amazed him at how soft her skin felt, how sweet she always smelled. Gripping her ass, he spread her apart, finding her pussy already dripping.
“So wet,” he murmured, and smiled at her little whimper. “You’re Daddy’s sweet little slut, aren’t you? Always ready for him?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she breathed. She pressed her thighs together, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. He watched her try to relieve some of the pressure he knew was building in that swollen clit of hers.
“Stay still.” He brought his hand down on her ass, spanking her hard enough to leave a pink handprint. He loved that, how easily he could make her skin red.
Using his thumbs, he spread her apart even more—it was obscene how open she was for him, but he wanted to see everything. To know every inch of her.
Leaning forward, he ran his tongue over her clit, and she gasped. She tasted so fucking good. He was completely addicted. He sucked her clit roughly into his mouth, tonguing it the way he knew she liked.
“Daddy!” she cried, pressing her hips back against him. Her legs opened further, giving him more access to feast on her.
Slowly, he dragged his tongue from her clit, across her opening, then higher. He lapped at her asshole, and she stiffened. “Daddy—Daddy!” He pressed against the tight opening, forcing the tip of his tongue inside. “Oh my God!”
She pressed against his face again, and he knew she loved it, just like he knew she would. The sounds she was making were driving him insane, and he was about to come in his jeans. He couldn’t help it.
Sliding his hand around her hip, he found her clit with his thick fingers. He flicked it back and forth as he ate her ass until her body began vibrating. “I’m gonna—Daddy, please! I can’t hold it anymore. Daddy, Daddy, Daddy?—”
Pulling his mouth away, he said, “Come for me, pretty girl. Come all over my face.” He moved back to her asshole, licking and pressing inside, moving his fingers faster until her thighs clamped together, and she screamed her release.
He lapped at her entrance and clit, cleaning her up with his tongue until she calmed down. Her knees trembled and nearly gave out, but he wrapped his arm around her waist as he stood, holding her upright.
“You okay, baby girl?” he asked, looking at her reflection. His mouth and beard were shiny with her release, and he dragged his tongue along his bottom lip, swallowing as much of her as he could get.
“I’m okay.” Her breathing still hadn’t calmed down, and her face was glistening with a fine sheen of sweat, her cheeks bright red. He always loved when she looked like this, loved that he was the reason for it.
He grinned and pressed a kiss to the top of her head again. He helped smooth the shirt down her thighs before stepping away. “Ready?”
“Wait.” She spun toward him and grabbed his outstretched hand. “What about you?” His head tilted to the side.
“What about me?”
“Your…” Her eyes dropped to his crotch. “You know.”
“I’m fine, baby girl,” he laughed, squeezing her hand.
