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Killian suddenly rips me off of him, looking down at me with a devilish smile on his face. I gasp in several breaths, my eyes watering. Running his hand down my face, he smirks before gripping the back of my neck and ordering, “Now, shut the fuck up and take this dick like a good girl.” Before I can react to hearing the words I have read so many times on paper, Killian is shoving me back onto his cock, gagging me with the force.
I grab hold of his thighs again and hold on for dear life as he proceeds to fuck my throat, each thrust of his hips sending him deeper and deeper. Tears and snot run down my face as I struggle for breath. I’ve never felt so degraded while also cherished.
Sensing my growing need, Killian commands, “Play with yourself.” I immediately move my hand and slip it into my leggings, desperately seeking out my clit. My fingers graze the sensitive bud and I moan. Killian groans as the vibrations run through his cock, speeding up his thrusts. “That’s it baby girl. Such a good little girl for Daddy.”
I moan again, rubbing circles on my clit. It’s not enough. Shifting my hand again, I push two fingers inside my aching pussy, groaning loudly. A line of saliva dribbles to the ground, my jaw screaming in protest at Killian’s harsh treatment. Pumping my fingers in and out, I push the palm of my hand against my clit and rock my hips in time with his thrusts.
“Goddamn, your mouth is heaven.” He groans, grabbing hold of the back of my head with his free hand. “I’m gonna come and you’re going to finish with me.” He pants, his hips stuttering in their rhythm as he grows closer to release. I move my hips faster, pushing my palm down harder, desperate to please him. “Good girl.” He praises, before tipping his head back and commanding on a groan, “Come. Now.”
I cry out, my orgasm ripping through me as hot spurts of cum explode in my mouth. I swallow around his cock, trying to get every last drop of him. Pulling out of me, Killian runs his finger along my chin, gathering up the cum that spilled free. Pushing his finger inside my mouth, he demands, “Clean up the mess you made.” I blink up at him and run my tongue along his finger. His eyes narrow as he watches, gaze fixed on my mouth.
When I’ve thoroughly cleaned the digit, he removes his finger and tucks away his dick before helping me to my feet. Placing a soft kiss to my head, he asks, “So, Daddy huh?”
Chapter 45
Killian
The sound of the tattoo gun buzzes in the small shop. I’ve been going to Les for all my ink since I was released. The day after Avamarie shared her desire to call me Daddy, I reached out to Les to get the new piece I had been debating.
“Alright. And we are…done!” Les declares, setting the tattoo gun down and rolling his neck. “This is a nice one.” He chuckles,smirking as he wipes off the excess bleed out on the tattoo, revealing the design.
The words “My Little Girl” wrap around my forearm, thorny vines flow above and through the letters, forming a chaotic display of beauty. Exactly like my little girl.
Grunting, I push up from the chair. Reaching out a hand, I clasp Les’ arm. “Thanks man, it’s perfect.”
Clapping my back with his free hand, he smiles at me. “You know you’re my favorite customer Killian. Now you just have to bring your girl in to get tatted up.” Winking at me, he pointedly looks at my arm.
I laugh, my mind flashing back to Avamarie’s fixation on my tattoos. With a shrug, I respond, “Maybe.” Turning to leave the shop, I call out my goodbye and head home, eager to share my newest addition.
The sound of the tv greets me as the elevator doors ding open. Walking into the condo, I find the two girls curled up together on the couch. I sigh, having forgotten Avamarie was having a sleepover with her friend.
Glancing to the screen, I fight the urge to roll my eyes. While I love my girl, she has the shittiest taste in tv shows. The screen is full of half naked men and women fighting over each other as they are forced to live in the same house. That’s about all I cared to remember from what Avamarie told me of the show.
I walk toward the girls. Bending over the back of the couch, I place a kiss on top of Avamarie’s head. “Hey, baby girl.” I whisper in her ear, causing a shiver to run through her body. Smirking, I pull back, running my fingers along her jaw.
She tilts her head back, looking up at me with hazy eyes. “Oh hey Daddy.” She giggles.
My eyes narrow at her, causing more giggles. “Are you drunk, firecracker?” I ask, gripping her chin to keep her head tilted back.
Licking her lips, she tries to nod, the movement stopped by my tight grip. “Maybe.” She whispers, her eyes darting to Fallon and back.
I look over and find her friend asleep on the couch. Smirking, I turn my attention back to Avamarie. “Oh my naughty little girl.” I murmur, stroking her jaw. “What am I going to do with you?”
She peers up at me, her face flushed. “I dunno, Daddy.” Reaching up, she grips the front of her satin sleep top, pulling the material down until the tops of her breasts poke out of the lace along the hemline.
My dick throbs as I stare at her tits. Slipping my free hand under the top, I massage her breast, pinching her hardened nipple. Avamarie moans loudly, too drunk to care about her sleeping friend. Shifting my hand on her chin, I cover her mouth as I breathe in her ear, “Shhh, you’ve got to be quiet, baby girl. If you wake up your friend, you'll need to be punished.” I pinch her nipple again, making her whimper into my palm.
Shaking my head, I pull my hand from her shirt, running it down her stomach as I tsk, “Such a naughty little girl.” My fingers play with the top of her shorts. “Do you want Daddy to punish you?” She whimpers again and I chuckle, “That’s what I thought.” Slipping my hand into her shorts, I slide a finger through her lips, finding her slick with arousal already. “Fuck.” I groan, pushing a finger inside her pussy. “You’re so wet for me, aren’t you?” Avamarie gasps as I push another finger inside, quickly followed by a third.
Kissing her neck, I command, “You’re going to come on my fingers.” Avamarie mumbles something into my hand but itdoesn’t matter, she’s at my mercy right now and we both know she loves it.
Pumping my fingers in and out of her drenched cunt, I press my palm against her clit. Her breathing grows labored as I feel her start to tighten around me. “That’s it, baby girl.” I praise, breathing heavily in her ear. She squirms in my hold, fingers clutching the blanket on her lap. Shifting the angle of my wrist, I watch her throw her head back farther, arching off the couch as I find the spot that drives her wild. My cock presses painfully against my pants, desperate to replace my fingers.
Fallon shifts on the couch and I curse internally, speeding up my movements. My efforts are quickly rewarded as Avamarie screams her release, the cry muffled by my hand.
Pulling my fingers from her as the last waves of pleasure come down, I wait until she blinks open her eyes before pushing my fingers into my mouth, licking her cum off with a groan. Her eyes darken, lids heavy from her orgasm and continued need. Removing my fingers, I press my lips to her ear as I whisper, “Good girl. You taste so fucking good. I can’t wait for my main course later.” Avamarie whimpers, her thighs pressing together.
I smirk and stand, releasing her as I turn to head down the hall, suddenly in need of a very cold shower.
