Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 67967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
“I can’t keep taking all the pleasure when you’re the one funding this little vacation. What can I do for you?” I smooth down my skirt, rising onto my shaky knees on the couch. I’ve written plenty of dirty lines in my books, taking time to tweak each one to be as sexy as possible, but with him, the words seem to flow naturally. “Do you want me to take you in my mouth?”
He shakes his head. “Tempting, especially with those beautiful pouting lips of yours. But that’s not what I want.”
“What do you want then?” I ask, looking at him from under my lashes.
“Come here,” he says, pulling me from the sofa and standing me before him. “Daddy wants you to ride him. Hard. I want your sweet wet pussy clamped around my cock as you ride my lap.”
Damn… with only his words, he’s already got a second orgasm building within me. He slips to the edge of the sofa, his hands going to the buckle of his belt. I watch, wide-eyed, as he unbuckles, unzips, and frees his cock.
It stands, ready and waiting, precum glistening from his head as he slips a condom from his pocket.
Locking eyes with him, I slip my hands beneath my skirt, finding the waistband of my panties. Slowly, teasingly, I bring them down, letting them puddle around my feet and stepping out of them as he readies himself for me.
His gaze is hungry. “Come here, babygirl. Climb right up on daddy’s lap.” He holds his hands out to me.
Hitching up my skirt to my waist I spread my legs, sliding a knee to either side of his thighs. My sex is hot and wet and eager to have him inside of me. As my hands go to his shoulders, I find myself feeling no shame, nothing holding me back from my desire to feel him, to please him.
To fuck him. To ride him… hard.
I press my slick entrance against the head of his cock. Enjoying being the one in control, I stay on my knees, licking my lips and staring deep into his eyes as I tease him for a moment.
I quickly discover that I’m not the one in control at all.
“Naughty, naughty girl, teasing your daddy. Now I’m going to have to spank you while you ride me.” And with that, he slides his hands beneath my skirt, his fingertips digging into my flesh, and brings me down, hard and fast, onto his cock. The head pushes past my entrance while he brings me down onto his lap with one, hard pull.
I gasp at his roughness as he thrusts his hips upwards, burying the entire length of his cock inside me. My fingers dig at his flesh and my face falls forwards, resting on his shoulder. “I thought I was the one riding you,” I breathe.
He lifts my hips, sliding me up his rod, then thrusting upwards, he slams me down again. His cock fills me, stretching me and making me ache with a burning that sets fire in my core. Arousal slickens my already soaked sex as he slides me up and down his shaft again, and again.
“Now, to spank that ass for teasing me,” he growls.
Folding up my skirt so it’s now entirely around my waist, he pulls me up onto my knees until only the head of his cock remains in my pussy. He catches my eyes and with a gruff, “Naughty girl to tease your daddy like that,” and he gives my ass a hard slap with his hand, then another.
The pain is shocking, and it makes me gasp as the sting settles over my skin. I’m so wet and achy and now the heat from my ass is moving between my legs. I want to push down onto him to have his cock inside me again, but he’s holding me back.
He flashes me a wicked grin. “Say please, naughty girl.”
Eyeing him, my lids heavy with lust, I’ll do him one better. “Please, daddy, give it to me. Put your big, hard cock inside me. Give it to me, daddy.” Who am I? I can’t stop the words from coming out of my mouth, like he’s unleashed my inner sex goddess.
“You’re even prettier when you beg.” He gives a moan and he lifts his hips once more, giving me what I’ve begged for. What I ache for. “I get so hard when you call me daddy.”
As he fills me, the tension grows worse. I need to come. Now.
He releases his tight hold on my hips, his hands going to the sides of my face as he pulls me in for a kiss. I move my body, rocking against him, milking his cock for our pleasure as we kiss. His tongue swirls against mine as his cock thrusts inside of me.