Obey Me (2)

❤️ Obey Me (2) ❤️

Talia bit her lip and nodded her head, her hands gripping the sheets.

"Say it, Sunshine. Say it’s for me."

"It’s… for you, Daddy."

His growl was deeper this time around, full of approval and hunger. Her response had unleashed something primal in him. He grabbed her hips and pulled her down to the edge of the bed, his mouth descending between her thighs and he removed his hands and replaced them with his tongue.

Talia cried out and didn't know when her fingers tangled in his hair as he tasted her, licked her, twirling his tongue as if he was searching for something inside her pu$sy as he worshipped her. He circled her clit slowly, then faster, then sucked gently until she was a gasping mess, hips bucking against his face.

"Don’t stop...please don’t stop..."

He didn’t. Not until she was moaning his name (daddy), her body arching, breaking into a thousand pieces beneath him. Her orgasm ripped through her like a wave, and he held her through it, licking her softly until her shaking slowed.

And then he rose.

Her vision was hazy, her body limp, but she felt the hotness and thickness against her pu$sy. She looked down and her breath caught. His co€k was thick and long, fully hard now, and he was stroking himself with slow, deliberate motions. Watching her with hungry eyes.

He pressed the head of his cock against her entrance.

"Last chance, Sunshine. You want this?"

Talia lifted her hips, inviting him in. There was no going back now. "Yes... Daddy. I want all of it."

His growl echoed in the room.

He pushed into her slowly, stretching her inch by inch. She gasped, eyes wide as his thick co€k hit her. It was too much for her and she cried out, her tears rolling down her side faces. Dominic didn’t stop, he only stopped once he was all the way in, breathing hard against her neck.

"So tight...so fucking tight, sunshine, you look more beautiful with your tears.” He groaned. “You’re going to make me lose control."

"Then do it," she whispered. "Lose control. Break me." Those words left her lips before she could stop herself.

And he did.

Dominic thrust hard and wasn't even slowing  down. He gripped her wrists and pinned them above her head, thrusting into her harder with each stroke. She was moaning beneath him, eyes shut and mouth open. Her body rocked with every deep stroke.

"Say it again," he growled.

"W…what...?"

He slammed into her.

"Who do you belong to?"

"You! Daddy, I belong to you!"

His teeth grazed her throat, biting down gently before soothing the mark with a kiss. His movements grew rougher, faster. The bed creaked beneath them, hitting the wall with every thrust. Her moans turned into cries, and still he didn’t stop.

"You take me so well. You were made for this, made for me."

"Yes... yes... Daddy!"

He wrapped an arm under her back, lifting her and pulling her to his chest, still inside her. Her legs wrapped around him instinctively, and he moved them, switching positions, laying her on top of him. She looked down at him, dazed and breathless.

"Ride me," he commanded.

Her hands trembled as she braced them on his chest, slowly lifting herself and lowering back down. His hands gripped her hips, guiding her, teaching her how to move. Each bounce, each roll of her hips dragged a moan from both of them.

She cried out when he reached up and twisted her nipples between his fingers, pleasure rippling through her again. Her second orgasm was close. Too close.

"I…I can’t…"

"Yes, you can. Give it to me, sunshine. Let go."

She screamed his name as she shattered around him, convulsing, thighs shaking. Her walls squeezed him so tight, he cursed under his breath, flipped her back on the bed, and pounded into her in three final thrusts.

He came with a growl, spilling deep inside her.

The room was quiet, the air thick with heat and the scent of sweat and sex. Talia lay there, limp and panting, her skin flushed. Dominic collapsed beside her and pulled her close, kissing the top of her head.

Neither of them said a word for a long while.

She thought he had fallen asleep.

But then he whispered, “Don’t go anywhere in the morning.”

Her heart skipped.

She didn’t answer.

Because she knew she would run anyway the next day.