Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26344 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26344 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Like now.
“What’s the matter, you can’t handle that other men think I’m attractive? The boys in high school all made fun of me! It’s kind of nice to have a male give me that attention—”
I spin her around by her wrist and snap my fingers around her soft throat. “Other men? Just for that, you thinking about other men, you’re gonna get more than you can handle. But I licked you good and proper, so your pussy will adjust. There’s one thing that will fix that sassy attitude. That incorrect assumption of yours that you need other men to make you feel attractive.”
I licked her pretty virgin pussy until she came on my face in the theater room, and there’s no going back now. But what she doesn’t know is, I’ve been itching to burn that round ass of hers hot with my hand for a minute, and now—fucking now—I get to knock off two of my depraved fantasies at once.
She’s testing me. Deep down, she knew this was coming. She’s been teasing me for a year, and this little exercise in defiance, with posting her singing online, is just her way of testing my boundaries.
So be it.
“You break the rules on purpose because you need attention, isn’t that right?” I push her head down over the edge of the mattress, her face in the navy linen comforter she bought me for Christmas last year.
My dick spurts as she bends over, ass on full display, and I clench my fists at my sides. My mouth waters, licking my lips in a vain attempt to reclaim her taste, which is fading too fucking fast.
“Feet apart,” I order, and she complies, turning her head to the side, her black hair falling over her face as she blows it out of the way, trying to keep her eyes on me.
I work the buttons on my shirt, then strip the fabric down my arms and toss it in a heap by my feet as I toe my boots off, kicking them out of the way before bending down to strip my feet of my socks. I’m standing in just my jeans and boxers, but they will soon be relieved of their duties, too.
I finger Winona’s cotton underwear in my pocket as I mutter, “That pretty little cunt’s gonna feel every fucking inch, but not until I light up your ass for breaking the rules.”
“How’s it my fault that they make comments like that?” she breathes, wiggling her ass as I shrug out of my pants.
“Not your fault for the messages they send, but it’s your fault for dangling the fucking carrot,” I growl, taking a firm grip on my aching cock. “And now you’re gonna pay the price for my jealousy.”
Her jet-black hair fans out around her head, a halo for my hellhound hunger, as she locks her eyes on my cock.
I step forward, dragging the slit of my crown down her ass cheeks, leaving a shimmering strip of pre-cum on each before I cock back with my other hand and pop her hard on her ass. She yelps, but her hips twitch forward like they are searching for something.
Knots form in the muscles down my spine, my breathing heavy as I bring my hand to the reddening print on her ass and give it a lighter caress while I stroke myself with my other hand, pumping the smooth skin over the iron rod.
“You make me do this, you know. You force Daddy to do things he shouldn’t do.”
I lean down and press my mouth into the hair next to her ear, as I caress her ass, reaching down to find her sopping wet cunt, grabbing it like I fucking own it. Which I do.
She shudders and gasps, but a trickle of dampness connects with my palm as she stutters on a shaky breath.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers into the bedding, her eyes squeezing shut as her fingers curl into the sheets. But her ass... Fuck, her ass won’t stop twitching and wiggling as she presses down on the edge of the mattress, searching for that sweet friction my mouth showed her earlier.
I slide one finger into her opening, just enough to let her know I’m there, but not enough to wreck what she’s saved for me.
“You made sure you stayed a little girl for Daddy, didn’t you? Kept this nice and tight. Saving it for the one man in your life who deserved to fuck it bloody. Tell Daddy he’s earned it.”
Wetness streams down my finger as I clutch at the base of my dick, holding back the orgasm that already threatens to erupt.
“You’ve earned it, Daddy,” she says shakily, her ass cheeks clenching as I release my erection and bring my palm down on her ass again. I keep my finger lodged in her pussy, feeling how she gushes and squeezes it when the swat finds its mark.