Total pages in book: 165
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
“Ouch. So hot.”
“Keep going, baby girl. My ego likes a good stroking.”
Just how sleepy was she? Would she remember this in the morning?
“I bet something else likes a good stroking too.” She moved her hand lower to run it along his dick.
Fuck. Shit.
“You’re meant to be sleeping,” he told her, reaching down to stop her.
“Please, Daddy.”
“Please what?” he asked between gritted teeth as she tried to run her hand up and down his shaft.
There was only so much self-control he had.
“Please let me taste you.”
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Shit. Was he really going to refuse her?
“Please. I really need to. It will help me sleep better.”
He made a scoffing noise. “First time I’ve heard that a blow job will help the giver get to sleep.”
“I want to have you in my mouth. Please.”
Yeah, there was no way he could tell her no.
“Fuck. Yes. Suck me off, baby girl. But if you start to feel sore or ill, you stop. Understand?”
“I won’t.” She drew back the covers and leaned up on one arm so she could take his nipple into her mouth. She sucked, then scraped her teeth over him, making him groan.
With her free hand, she jacked him under his boxers. Her hand was tiny and cool around his thick, hot dick. And fuck if he wasn’t so close to the edge.
“Do not tease me. Get your mouth on my cock.”
“So impatient, Daddy.”
“This night can still end with you over my lap.”
She kneeled, grinning down at him as she reached for his boxers. But as much as he might wish he could let her be in control, he couldn’t. He took the boxers off, then he sat up, leaning back against the headboard.
Then he spread his legs and pointed at the spot on the mattress between his thighs. “Kneel there. But do not touch me until I tell you that you can.”
She moved into position, watching him with a hint of trepidation and heat.
“I like control, but I’m going to go as easy as I can on you.”
She licked her lips.
I’m going to go as easy as I can on you.
What was wrong with her that she didn’t want that? That she didn’t want easy. That she wanted him to take complete command of her.
Was it a coping mechanism? Did she think it would make her forget everything for a while?
Or was it just who she was? Did she crave his control?
She didn’t know and she wasn’t in the mood to psychoanalyze herself.
“Please,” she whispered.
“Please what, baby girl?”
“I don’t need easy. I don’t need you to be anything but who you are. That’s what I want.”
He studied her for a long moment. She felt sure he’d tell her that she wasn’t strong enough or something like that. Instead, he just nodded.
Surprise filled her.
“I’m still taking it easy on you. But I will be in control.” He grasped hold of his dick, holding it around the base. She licked her lips. She could see a bead of pre-cum at the tip. She wanted to taste him.
“Get your mouth on me. Suck me, baby girl.”
She leaned down, placing her hands on the mattress on either side of him as she took his dick into her mouth.
She murmured in pleasure, taking as much into her mouth as she could. But when she went to slide up his cock, he placed his hand around the back of her head. “Don’t move. Not yet.”
She stayed still, just trying to breathe around him. Then he took over the rhythm, moving his hips up and down in short, sharp thrusts.
He pulled back and tilted her face so she was staring up at him.
“You good, baby girl? Need me to give you a break?”
Heck. No. Surprisingly, she liked this.
“No, Daddy.”
“Good girl. Lick your way down my dick. That’s it. Now, jack me off. Fuck, girl. That feels so fucking good.”
“Please, more,” she begged. She tried to lower her mouth to his cock once more.
“Uh-uh, naughty.”
He wrapped his hand around her hair, tugging at it. The slight sting of pain just seemed to add to her pleasure. That was something she hadn’t thought possible. Then again, she’d never have thought she’d let someone take control of her like this during sex.
“Be a good girl.”
“Sorry, Daddy. It’s just you feel so good in my mouth.”
“Fuck, and your mouth is delicious. All right, baby girl. Take me deep again. That’s it. Very good.”
This time, he kept his hand in her hair, but he didn’t try to control the pace. Every so often, he’d tug at her hair, making her scalp sting. But it would only add to the pleasure rushing through her.
“I’m going to come, baby girl. And you’re going to swallow me all down. Don’t miss a drop, understand me? Or there will be consequences.”
That warning, said in his deep, gravelly voice, sent a shiver of longing through her. Part of her wanted to see what those consequences would be.