Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 45251 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45251 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Oh fuck. He couldn’t talk all dirty and expect me to back down!
“I fail to see the problem.” I brushed my fingers through his chest hair and nibbled on his bottom lip. “I’ll have you know I can come multiple times in a day.”
“Mmm, but I like seeing you suffering, baby.”
Well, crap.
“Plus—” He gripped my chin and made me look him in the eye. “I love seeing you this way, desperate and needy for Daddy.”
Sadist!
Even with my bestest puppy-dog look, I couldn’t convince him.
I had to switch tactics. If we couldn’t get off together, the next best thing was to get him off.
“But what about you?” I slid a hand down his front, very slowly, and met him in another tongue-teasing kiss. “Wouldn’t it be nice with a release? I want to make you feel good.”
He didn’t respond right away, instead deepening our kiss. He didn’t stop me either, when I gently stroked my hand over his cock. He was already half hard, and I totally wanted to suck on him.
Actually…
I felt my cheeks heat up as a fantasy flooded my brain, one I’d gotten off to more times than I could count since I’d first met Griffin Lawson.
“I wanna watch you, Daddy,” I whispered. “I wanna see how you do it when you’re alone.”
A low, rumbling sound emanated from his chest, and he was getting harder by the second.
“I’ve fantasized about that so many times,” I admitted. “Like, I’d walk in on you in the bathroom at work or somewhere else, and we’d lock eyes while you stroked yourself. You wouldn’t stop. You’d just stare at me like a predator and keep going.”
Daddy cursed under his breath and covered my hand with his, applying pressure. I squeezed his cock, and he kissed me hungrily for a hot second before he inched back.
“I have a similar fantasy about you,” he murmured. “Only, I definitely interrupt, and I teach you how to do it properly.”
Oh God, I wanted to do that!
“Can’t we do that, please?” I begged.
He smirked faintly and removed my hand from his cock. Such a bummer! “Another time,” he replied. Then he pushed down his boxer briefs enough to reveal his cock, and I lost my fucking words.
I had nothing left to say. Poof, gone. I just stared as he began stroking himself unhurriedly.
I couldn’t look away to save my life. It was his cock, how long and thick he was, how his hand moved, and the tendons in his forearm. The slow pace, how he swiped the pad of his thumb over the slit, and the faint ridges along the length.
“What happens when Daddy comes in your fantasy?”
I swallowed dryly. “Sometimes nothing. Sometimes he asks if I wanna taste. That’s my favorite.”
I guessed I could talk after all.
Daddy exhaled and gripped himself tighter.
This was so much better than porn. I watched and I watched, and he brought himself closer to the brink, only to slow down and savor the moment.
I got more comfortable, half sprawled over his front, legs folded under me, and he went back to rubbing my bottom.
He was being a tease! He brushed his middle finger across my opening over and over, and I wriggled against him, wanting more.
After a while, I felt his chest rising and falling more rapidly, and it made me tense up. He was getting there. I saw it too. Pre-come glistened over the head of his big cock, and I got the biggest case of oral fixation. I licked my lips, in desperate need to suck and swallow.
“Almost there, baby boy,” he said, out of breath.
I whimpered. I couldn’t help it. “Can I taste, please? When you come?”
He nodded once and sucked in a breath.
“Fuck, how I’m gonna hurt you tonight,” he groaned.
Eeep!
I sat up straighter, suddenly feeling flushed. I wasn’t sure I could think about tonight. One sexy show at a time!
His hand disappeared from my butt, and he slid it up my back until he combed his fingers through my hair.
“There we go,” he exhaled. My eyes widened at the sexiest fucking sight. He started coming. One, two ropes— “Drink Daddy, little one. Drink all of him.”
I dove for him. I opened wide and sucked him into my mouth, and he let out a long moan. I sucked and drank from him. I sucked him hard. I practically milked him with my mouth. His hot and salty come coated the roof of my mouth, and I swirled my tongue around him as best as I could.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” he groaned.
Fuck me, I was going to be one desperate baby slut until tonight!
CHAPTER 9
Griffin Lawson
In the end, nineteen members, including the East Coast visitors, signed up to participate in our Primal Pursuit, and I bet it was the most traffic this road had seen in ages. Because once you crossed the river in Westslope, the houses became fewer and farther in between, and then it was just dirt roads and secluded cabins.