Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 27008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Daddy was ready to make love to me.
“Such a good boy.” Releasing my dick as his gaze took in every inch of me, he made me want everything. I spread my legs wider, making what I wanted clear enough that Daddy grinned. “Part of me wants to start all over again, kissing you and seeing how many times I can make you beg for me.”
Oh no, that would be…wonderfully cruel.
Giving Daddy wide eyes and aiming for utterly innocent, I pulled my knees up just enough to give him a sexy view that had him groaning. “But I’m your good boy, Daddy. Don’t you remember how good I was for my spanking?”
If he couldn’t, the peek he was getting of my still tender ass served as a good reminder and had him reaching for his dick and slowly stroking himself. Sweet, innocent subs didn’t beg, so I fought to keep my desperation in check as he drove me crazy with the erotic view in front of me.
He had to know what he was doing to me, but I told myself it would all be worth every second of patience as long as he didn’t spend the next hour edging me.
I’d die.
I just wasn’t meant for being tortured.
Oh yes.
Finally releasing his dick, Daddy leaned over me and braced his hand on the bed before reaching into his nightstand.
Condom time.
Words of thanks in several different languages flashed through my mind as he sat back on his heels and slowly made a show of putting on the condom.
Daddy liked showing off just as much as I liked watching…and with his love of edging and frustrating things like cock cages, it made me wonder what other ideas he had in his wonderful mind.
But I wasn’t going to ask now in case it gave him any ideas.
I could see his mind working too fast and too wickedly already. Daddy didn’t need any extra help to be the sexiest man I’d ever met. “Daddy…”
I wasn’t sure what I was begging for, but Daddy’s gaze softened and he stretched out over me, bracing my legs wide and pinning me against the bed. “My boy.”
As he took my mouth in a slow, heated kiss, his cock nudged against my still-slick opening, teasing more than fucking me as I clung to him. There was a wicked part of him that I knew wanted to take his time and make me crazy again, but he was a wonderful Daddy. Instead of torturing me, he moaned into my mouth and slipped his cock into me.
The stretch was just enough to have me begging for more, tightening around his cock to pull him in. Daddy groaned, biting down on my lower lip as he fed his cock deeper into me. “I’m trying to go slowly, ketzel. Be a good boy.”
“Daddy.” Gasping for breath, I hugged him tighter to me. “I need you.”
I didn’t need slow or even tender.
I just needed him.
And he gave me everything in one rough thrust as his tongue stroked against mine. He swallowed my cry of pleasure and chuckled as I barely managed not to come. My wicked Daddy started a pounding pace that nailed my prostate with every drive of his hard cock, and all I could do was take everything he was giving me and beg for more.
“Please…I need…” Fuck. I needed more…everything. “Please, Daddy.”
A small, more rational part of my brain said I was leaving bruises on his arms, but I didn’t have enough control over anything to stop myself. All I wanted was to pull him closer and take him deeper, and as he pushed my legs back farther, that was exactly what he gave to me…everything.
When his hand wrapped around my dick, I knew I couldn’t hold back. One tight stroke as he nailed my prostate again was all it took, and as I started to clench around him, Daddy looked deep into my eyes. “Come, ketzel. Show me how you feel, my kitten.”
Obeying him seemed to be built into every cell because I came, tightening around him as cum shot between us, coating his hand. As the pleasure rolled through me like waves, Daddy kept up the pounding pace until he’d wrung every drop of pleasure and cum from me.
When he finally came, he thrust hard into me, chasing his own pleasure as I watched. He kissed me again until he was relaxed on top of me and I was wrapped around him like a blanket. “Oh, ketzel.”
He pressed soft kisses over my face before gently pulling out and carefully disposing of the condom in the trash can by his bed. He tried to lie down beside me, but I huffed and pulled him on top of me again as he chuckled and pressed his face into my neck. “My boy.”
Yes, I was his in every way…and it was time to make sure he understood that.