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“I need to move,” he says as he lowers his mouth to mine.
His kiss is hot and hungry. It whets my appetite too and I start to move as well. Just a small rock of my hips has Daddy moaning into our kiss.
He rocks back until only the tip of him remains inside me. Then another long slide forward. This time there’s less pain. And on the next thrust, I lift my hips to meet his.
His hands lower to grip my hips. My thighs spread wide around him, giving him room to move, to bring us both closer to the edge. His pace is slow at first, rocking all the way back, then sliding home.
Our mouths stay a breath apart, with each of us taking turns to close the gap and tangle our tongues. Each time I moan, Daddy picks up speed, fucking me harder, faster.
His hands grip my upper thighs, holding me still as he pumps his hips. And when he bottoms out, he gyrates in a way that has him flicking my clit with the coarse hair of his pubes. It’s almost too much, but in the end, it’s just enough. Just enough to push me to the edge.
“Daddy,” I beg. “Please.”
“Fuck,” he groans. “Beg me again. Just like that.”
“Daddy. I need it. Please.”
Suddenly, he’s hammering into me hard and fast. But his hips still shimmy enough to flick my clit and send me over the edge.
My throat burns.
It takes me a moment to realize that I’m screaming — again. My body quivers as a lightning bolt of pleasure burns through every inch of me. Our bodies are no longer in sync as we jerk against each other, Daddy’s cock flexing inside me. My vision goes white, then black.
By the time my body calms down, I’m snuggled under a large beach towel. Daddy walks out of the house carrying a drink in each hand.
I can tell which one is mine. It’s in a tall glass filled to the brim with what looks like ice and milk. Daddy’s, on the other hand, is a short glass filled only halfway with an amber liquid.
He sits on the edge of the cushion and hands me my drink. I take it and sample it greedily since I’m thirsty. As soon as the burning liquid hits my throat, I sputter and cough.
“What is this?”
He chuckles. “It’s called a screaming orgasm. I guess it’s your third.”
I roll my eyes, but take a smaller sip. It actually doesn’t taste bad, but it burns a little going down.
“I don’t think being my daddy means you get to make dad jokes.”
“I think it means I get to do whatever I want. Like tell you, you’ll be moving into my apartment when we get back to Seattle.”
I can’t hold back my smile. “I won’t argue with that.”
“I don’t travel as much now that I’m a private pilot and sometimes you’ll even be able to come with me.”
“I like the sound of that, too.”
“But you might have to learn to come quietly sometimes.”
“In case your boss is here?”
He smirks. “No, in case we want to join the mile high club.”
That sends a shiver up my spine. I can’t wait.
