Cum for daddy

Allison’s POV

Clyde held my hand firmly as we walked through the dimly lit corridors, stopping in front of a door.

I watched him pull a key from his pocket, my heart racing with anticipation.

With a quick turn, the door creaked open, and we stepped into the dark room. He gestured for me to wait by the doorway before walking in confidently and switching on the lights.

“This will be your room for tonight,” he said smoothly, his voice warm and inviting.

The space was beautiful, but it didn’t feel right. A part of me longed to be in his arms, sharing not just the night but the intimacy of his bed.

Sleeping apart under the same roof felt wrong, like it went against the connection we had.

“If it’s not to your liking, you can switch to another room. I really don’t mind,” he added, noticing the flicker of disappointment on my face.

“No, this is beautiful! I love it,” I replied, forcing a smile to hide my true feelings.

“I’ll get you some towels and clothes,” he said before leaving the room.

The moment he left, I rushed to the large bed in the center of the room and collapsed onto it.

The soft mattress cradled me, but my mind was still spinning.

My heart raced from being near him. If only he understood the effect he had on me.

A few moments later, Clyde returned with towels and clothes in his hands.

“I’ll be in the room opposite yours. If you need anything, just call. There’s a nice tub in the bathroom, by the way,” he said with a playful wink.

“Thank you, Clyde,” I replied, feeling a warm blush spread over me.

“Goodnight, Allison. Dream about us,” he teased before leaving. His words made my pulse quicken again.

After soaking in the luxurious tub, I slipped into the oversized T-shirt he had brought me. It smelled like him—warm, musky, and comforting.

Thirty minutes later, the rain started pouring outside, the storm’s fury rattling the windows. Thunder roared like a beast, making me flinch.

Even though I loved the rain, thunderstorms always terrified me. As a child, I used to run to my parents’ room whenever storms like this hit.

Now, even as an adult, the sound sent shivers through me.

A deafening clap of thunder struck, and a scream escaped my lips. Without thinking, I bolted out of the room, fear driving me.

I ran straight into his room, my breaths shaky and uneven.

But what I saw froze me in place. Clyde was sprawled on a sofa, completely naked, his hand slowly stroking his dick.

My heart pounded wildly as my eyes took in the scene before me.

He looked at me, surprise flashing in his eyes, followed by something darker.

“Come here, Allison,” he said, his voice deep and husky.

As if pulled by an invisible force, I stepped closer, unable to resist the magnetic pull of his presence.

He stood, towering over me, his gaze scanning my face and body. “Are you alright?” he asked, a hint of concern softening his tone.

“I… I was scared of the thunder,” I stammered. “I thought maybe I could sleep here with you, but I’m sorry for barging in.” My cheeks burned with embarrassment.

“Hush now,” he said softly. “No need to apologize.”

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. His strong, tattooed chest glistened faintly under the dim light, each marking seeming to tell its own story.

My gaze dipped lower, landing on his impressive size.

“Do you want to touch it?” he asked, breaking the charged silence.

“I… I don’t mind if you want me to,” I said, my voice trembling with desire.

He took my hand, guiding it toward him. “Don’t be scared. He won’t bite,” he teased with a playful smirk.

My heart raced as I wrapped my fingers around him, his heat filling my palm.

A low groan escaped his lips, encouraging me.

“That’s it, baby. Just like that,” he murmured.

“Like this?” I asked, trying to mimic what I thought would feel good for him.

“You’re doing great. Just keep going,” he whispered, his voice thick with pleasure.

Feeling braver, I sank to my knees. His eyes widened, the surprise in them quickly replaced with hunger.

“I’ve read books and watched movies,” I admitted shyly, glancing up at him.

A deep chuckle rumbled from his chest. He traced my lips with his finger before slipping it into my mouth.

I sucked on it, letting the action stir something deep and primal within me.

His hard cock dangled in front of my face, and my mouth watered with need. Without hesitation, I took the tip into my mouth.

He was so big that I could only take half of him, but the fullness was intoxicating, leaving me breathless.

As I remembered the advice from my books, I sucked it like the most delicious lollipop, relishing the taste of him.

“Fuck, Allison! Just like that!” he groaned, and feeling encouraged, I quickened my pace, bobbing my head up and down, my hands working tirelessly on the parts I couldn’t reach.

With each stroke, I felt my body responding, heat pooling between my legs as I lost myself in the rhythm.

“That’s enough, baby,” he pulled me up, capturing my lips in a passionate kiss, the urgency palpable.

Clyde tore the shirt from my body, leaving me only in my panties. In one swift motion, he ripped those away too, leaving me completely exposed before him.

“Go lie on the bed and spread your legs wide open,” he whispered, his voice low and commanding.

I complied instantly, my eyes locked onto his as I surrendered to his will.

Clyde walked toward a minibar at the far end of his room, pouring himself a glass of whiskey, downing it in one swift gulp before pouring another.

He approached me again, pouring the rich liquid into his mouth before capturing my lips in a heated kiss.

The moment I opened my mouth, he spewed the harsh liquid down my throat.

“Swallow,” he commanded, and I did, the warmth of the alcohol igniting a fire within me.

A satisfied smile danced on his lips, and I felt myself surrendering completely to him.

With a sultry grin, he moved down to my legs, sucking on my toes one by one, causing a moan to escape me.

The sensation sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body.

As he trailed kisses up my thighs, I squirmed in anticipation.

When his face was merely an inch from my slick core, he uttered, “Fucking Christ, Allison, you’re so beautiful.”

His breath against my sensitive skin made me squirm, his hands holding me in place.

With a teasing grin, he opened me up and began to lick my pussy, the warmth of his tongue sending me spiraling into ecstasy.

“And so tasty… just like I imagined,” he murmured, losing himself in the taste of me.

The moment his mouth began to suck my clit, I let out a scream of pure pleasure. I had never experienced anything so divine in my life.

His tongue worked wonders, rolling over my sensitive bud and sending me soaring to heights I had only dreamed of.

“Ohhhh, yes! Yes! Oh my God! It feels so good! Don’t stop!” I moaned uncontrollably, my hips bucking as I chased the pleasure he was giving me.

“Yes, baby! Cum for Daddy!” he growled.

With those words, my body shook uncontrollably, a wave of pleasure washing over me as I felt an unknown tightening in my belly release.

“Ohhhh, God, Clyde!” I yelled, feeling as I burst into starlight for the first time.