Page 7 of Daddy's Temptation
I capture her hand and kiss her fingertips. “Do you feel better, angel?”
She doesn’t answer right away. I like that she’s thoughtful about her responses. Instead of saying what she thinks I want to hear, she actually takes the time to self-evaluate. She nods once she’s decided. “Yes, daddy. My head feels clearer than it has in forever. Thank you.”
I kiss the tip of her nose. “You never have to thank me for giving you what you need.”
She looks down shyly, lacing her fingers together in her lap. I tip her face up to mine and kiss her lips. She kisses me back eagerly. I rearrange her on my lap so she’s straddling my thighs. I groan when she rocks against my cock. I swat her red bottom to reprimand her, but it only makes her moan and move with more purpose. I grip her hips stopping her movements.
Her kisses turn more desperate as I keep her pinned in place until she’s making frustrated sounds in the back of her throat. The temptation to touch her is too much to resist so I don’t. I slip my hand between us until my fingers reach her needy pussy. She rips her lips from mine as I pet her lightly.
“Oh, God.”
She puts her hands behind her on my knees and arches her back, pushing her tits up like an offering, giving me better access to her slippery folds. Candace watches me touch her with hooded eyes. She sucks her lip between her teeth to quiet her moans.
I keep my fingers stroking her folds and slap her breast directly over her stiff nipple. Unable to help herself, she cries out at the sting. I smile with dark arousal when she arches back farther, begging for more. Not one to disappoint, I slap her other nipple. Her pussy gushes on my hand, flooding with desire. I push first one finger then two into her tight sheath and slowly finger her.
Candace’s eyes roll back in her head and she once again bites back her moan. That simply won’t do. I want to hear every bit of pleasure and pain. “Don’t hold back, angel. I want to hear you.”
Her answer is a low moan that goes straight to my cock. Jesus, I’m so hard I could come in my pants like a fucking teenager. I pinch and twist her nipples until the dusky pink tips turn berry red. I suck one of those red berries into my mouth, laving it with my tongue. Candace is moaning in earnest now, unable to hold back.
“Daddy…” she gasps as I suck her other nipple. “Fuck… shit… oh God, I’m going to come…”
I slap her breasts twice for each curse word. “Watch that dirty mouth. Sweet angels don’t use those words.”
“Sorry, daddy!”
“Next time, you’ll apologize with my cock in your mouth.” From the way her pussy clenches around my fingers, I don’t think that’s an effective deterrent. “Or maybe I shouldn’t let you come…” I slowly withdrawal my fingers from her tightness.
“Nooooo…”
I smirk. As if I’m really going to deny her after she’s so sweetly offered her submission. Tonight’s all about Candace and giving her everything she needs. Without warning, I flip her onto her back on the couch and slide to my knees. Her pussy is a scant inch from my face, looking delicious and wet. I growl before taking my first taste. Fuck, she tastes like the sweetest honey. If heaven had a flavor, that’s what she tastes like.
Heaven.
Her fingers thread through my hair as she pushes her pussy into my mouth. I lick and suck and nip her folds, then bury my tongue inside, drinking her down. “Pinch your nipples, angel.” I watch her cup her pert breasts. She pinches her nipples, playing with them. “Harder.” She groans, doing what I command.
I thrust two fingers deep inside her soaked pussy, sucking her clit into my mouth and lashing it with my tongue. Candace throws her head back as her climax rushes through her. I don’t let up until she collapses back on the couch, panting. She watches as I pull away from her pussy and lick my fingers clean of her sweet honey.
She gasps when I pick her up and carry her to my desk. I shove everything off onto the floor, not giving a fuck about my phone, computer, or any of it. I stand her on her feet, spin her around, and bend her over the desk. I free my cock from the confines of my jeans and rub the tip through her soaked pussy lips.
Candace looks over her shoulder with excited blue eyes. She licks her lips and wriggles her ass against me, urging me on. I slap her ass and she smirks knowing exactly what she’s doing to me.
“Mmm… You look so fucking hot bent over my desk.” I squeeze her ass, reigniting the heat from her spanking. She whimpers for more. “I want you just like this next time I spank you. I’ll warm you up with my hand, then strap you with my belt until your thighs are wet from how bad you want to be fucked.”
My angel moans in response.
“You like that idea?”
“Yes, daddy. Next time…”
I chuckle. My girl wants to be fucked badly. Nothing less than me riding her hard will sate the need I’ve built up in her. Gripping her hips, I bury every inch of my cock inside her in one thrust.
“Daddy!” Candace screams as I plow into her, thrusting with so much pent up passion that my heavy desk slides across the floor. Not wanting to bruise her, I pull her hips away from the edge of the desk so I can fuck her with abandon.
“Fuck, angel, your pussy is strangling my cock. You feel so fucking good. Tight. Wet. Fucking. Heaven.” I punctuate each word with a thrust. “Come on my cock. Come for daddy.”
I grab a handful of her hair and pull her head back so I can bite and suck at her neck while I fuck her to orgasm. I know I’m marking her pale skin and I don’t give a fuck. The caveman in me wants to mark her. I want all the other fuckers in the world know she’s been claimed. I bury myself to the hilt and grind against her g-spot, it’s exactly what she needs to tip over the edge.
Her pussy gushes around my cock as it clenches down. Candace’s screams echo through the room as she comes. I fuck her straight through that orgasm and into another until I can’t hold back any longer. I bury myself deep with a growl, my cock jerking inside her as I fill her up with rope after rope of my release.