Page 17 of Daddy's Temptation
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Candace
The next morning,I wake up disoriented and a little confused as to why my bed is so soft and warm. It only takes a moment for me to realize it’s Andre’s strong arms wrapped around me, providing the warmth. I snuggle into him, letting my mind drift to last night. I regret pushing him away.
Why can’t I just open up to him and let him take care of me like a real daddy would his babygirl? I hate that I still feel the need to guard my heart. I make a vow to try. To test the waters and see what happens. Weird how one night can change a person’s perspective. I went from one hundred percent not wanting a relationship to seeing the possibilities.
Still, it terrifies me… but maybe?Baby steps, I tell myself. I can explore these new feelings and still protect my heart.
Andre’s arms flex around me, and I wriggle against him, loving the feeling of being held so tightly. The hard bar of his cock pressing into my bottom doesn’t hurt either. Both my bottom and my pussy ache from last night, but I’m so turned on I don’t care. I want him again.
Now.
I gasp when he pinches my nipple. “Naughty girl, behave.”
“What if I don’t want to behave, daddy?”
Andre chuckles. “I might have to spank your naughty bottom.”
Even though I know he’s teasing, I whimper, knowing that a spanking will hurt like the dickens right now. Though a spanking could end in orgasms, which I definitely want. Goosebumps cover my skin as Andre’s hand abandons my breast to slide down my stomach. Lower and lower until he’s cupping my wet heat.
“Mmm, my sweet angel is soaked. Is all this for me?” he asks, his fingers slipping between my lips and dipping into my wetness.
“Yes,” I choke out on a moan. “All for you, daddy.”
Andre pushes two thick fingers inside me, stretching me. He grinds the palm of his hand against my clit, and I see stars. I’m still so sensitive from last night. My orgasm is building faster than ever before. I work my hips back and forth, following his movements desperately seeking that explosion that’s just out of reach.
“Are you going to come for me, babygirl?” Andre growls in my ear, nipping the lobe then my neck, sending shudders of pleasure through me.
“Yes, daddy… yes yes!”
He moves his wet fingers up to my clit and rubs it in quick hard movements. The orgasm explodes in a wave of fire, burning me up from the inside out. He buries his fingers inside me again, dragging it out until my whole body is shuddering and my pussy is so wet, I can hear his fingers working me over. The climax builds and builds until I’m burning so bright, I see lights dancing behind my eyelids.
“One more, angel… make this sweet pussy come for me one more time,” he growls lowly in my ear.
“Oh, God. I can’t; it’s too much…”
“You can. You will,” Andre commands. “Come.”
He pinches my clit hard, sending me into the fucking stratosphere. I swear I see God with how hard I come. I can’t feel my lungs. My breaths are ragged, my heart racing. I’m boneless and mindless, entirely owned by Andre.
He rolls to his back, pulling me on top of him. I whimper when he impales me on his thick cock. My pussy is so sensitive that I come as soon as he finds his home inside me.
“Fuck, angel,” Andre says through gritted teeth. “You feel amazing. Ride me. Ride my cock. Cover me in your sweet cream.”
I moan at the way he stretches me. My pussy clings to him as I rock my hips. I look between us, watching his thick cock disappear inside me. He’s so big, I have no idea how he can fit, but he does, and it feels fucking amazing.
Andre doesn’t leave me in charge for long. He grips my hips in his big hands so hard I know I’ll have bruises and pulls me down as he thrusts upward from underneath me. He pounds into me over and over, driving us both closer to the edge. He grabs the back of my neck, pulling me down and kissing me hard. I kiss him just as fiercely, losing myself completely to this man who is trying to steal my heart.
“I’m going to come… come with me, angel.”
I nod my head quickly, unable to form words. Andre thrusts up into me harder and faster until I’m tripping over the edge for him again. He buries himself to the hilt, groaning deeply as he fills me with rope after rope of his hot come.
I collapse onto his chest, panting for breath. Andre wraps me up in his arms, holding me like I’m precious to him. Silent tears fall from my eyes, my feelings bouncing around like a ping pong ball. I’ve never felt such a connection to another person like this. I don’t know what to do with the depth of my emotions. Instinct tells me to push them down, but I don’t want to give in to the fear.
Andre rolls us so he’s hovering over me. He wipes my tears away, a look of concern on his handsome face. “What’s wrong, sweet girl?”
I shake my head, unable to put it to words. How do I tell him that I no longer want our arrangement? He readily accepted us being casual. What if that’s all he wants? I don’t think I could survive it if he turns away from me.