4

“Is this what you do to all those boys you spend all those nights with? Doyou tease them until they lose their minds?”

Does he have any idea how little experience I have? Does he have any idea how much I want him to lose his mind, to let go of his tightly held control?

I shake my head. “There are no boys.”

He snorts. “Well, they’re definitely not men.”

“No. I mean… there are no guys… at all.”

He does that thing again where his nostrils flare. I half expect him to scuff the ground before charging me like a bull.

Reaching out, he pinches one of my painted nipples between his fingers, tugging at it a little.

I gasp, then moan. More wetness coats my thighs.

“Are you saying no one’s tasted that sweet, bare pussy you put on display this morning?” he asks.

I shake my head.

“You didn’t act pure as the driven snow when you spread those thighs to tease me.”

“I wasn’t teasing. I would have let you do anything you wanted…

Daddy.” The last word is whispered, but it gets the desired reaction.

Whatever tether was holding him back snaps. With quick, efficient movements, he grabs the hem of my shirt, then flicks his wrists, pulling it up and off.

“You’re going to be a good girl and do exactly as Daddy says, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

His mouth descends on mine, owning me with his lips and tongue.

His hands cup both my breasts, lifting them, testing their weight, kneading them. He spreads his fingers until my nipples pop through his index and middle finger.

Then he presses all his fingers together, pinching my nipples.

“These tits,” he groans.

“These tits have haunted my dreams. They’ve snuck into my fantasies over and over.

Your mother thinks I call you DD because your name is Dierdre, but I call you that because these double-Ds are absolute perfection.”

When he lets go of my breasts, it’s so sudden and unexpected that I sway a little.

But Daddy’s hands on my hips steady me. Then he’s pushing at the waistband of my shorts. He slides them off my ass, down my thighs and lets them fall to the ground like a puddle of material circling my feet.

“Now, it’s time to show Daddy. Show me what you showed me this morning.”

He lowers me to the thick material protecting the floor from paint. As soon as my back hits the ground, he’s spreading my legs, settling on his stomach between them.

“Look how wettttt,” he whispers as he drags his finger through the coating on my thighs.

“Is this from knowing Daddy was watching your tits while you worked?”

I nod.

“Speak up, DD.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“And do you want my fingers pressing into your wet little pussy?”

I nod again. “Yes, Daddy.”

“And my tongue? Do you want me to taste your sweet cream?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Then ask nicely. Let Daddy know how grateful you are for all he does for you.”

“Please, Daddy. Please touch me, taste me.” My hips shift restlessly as I wait, lifting up off the ground over and over.

Finally, Daddy reaches forward. He rests his weight on his elbows as he presses a thick finger into my opening.

A shuddered breath works its way from my lungs. As soon as his finger is fully inside me, the webbing pressed against me, I clamp down on him. I want him to stay inside me forever.

“Fuck. You’re so tight, baby. Are you going to let Daddy split you open?”

I nod, unable to speak as his finger begins pumping in and out. My eyes fall shut against the onslaught of sensation. The pleasure, the friction.

The rasp of his tongue over my clit has my eyes flaring open. I jackknife up onto my elbows, needing to verify, needing to see Daddy put his mouth on me.

His eyes lift to meet mine and there’s so much lust and hunger in them, it sends a hot streak down my spine. One more lap of hit tongue and my body is shaking and spasming.

Noises emanate from me, noises I can’t control. I’m moaning and whining and shuddering. As heat and pleasure wrack my body.

“Fuck,” he snarls. “Fuck. If I don’t get inside you right now…”

He moves up onto his knees, tearing at the button on his pants. I push his shirt up to his chest, trying to help.

Daddy reaches over his shoulder, fisting the back of his shirt and yanking it off.

He tosses it aside, then pushes his pants and underwear down just far enough for his cock to spring free.

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He’s so big. Much bigger than the guy I gave a handjob to.

His erection is long and thick. The bulbous mushroom head is such a dark red that it almost looks purple.

“This is going to make everything worth it,” he whispers. “It’s time to spread those thighs for Daddy. Let me in, baby.”

I have to swallow down a knot of apprehension, but I do as he says. I spread my legs wide enough to let his hips settle between them.

“You have no idea how many times Daddy has fantasized about dirty secret time with my girl. How many times I’ve wished you’d get me off, just like this.”

On the last word, he thrusts into me. I suck in a sharp breath at the burning sting. He doesn’t stop, though. He slides in, in, in until he bottoms out with a deep groan.

“Better than I fucking imagined,” he growls.

His hands grip my hips as he pulls back out. “I’ll try to be gentle,” he rasps.

“But you broke the control you’ve been weakening since I first watch your tits bounce braless.”

He rocks his hips back, then thrusts forward hard and fast. The burning resurfaces, but it’s tinged with pleasure. And even if it wasn’t.

The obscene words of praise falling from Daddy’s lips would have me begging him to keep going.

I want to please him. I want him to want me as badly as I want him. I want him to get off.

His hands slip down to cup each cheek of my ass. He lifts me slightly, holding me firm as he starts to thrust hard and fast.

His hips slap against my inner thighs, making a clapping sound that echoes around the empty room.

He growls as his hands grip my ass tighter, as his hips hammer into me faster. The sting of my first time fades with each thrust, leaving only pleasure behind.

I moan and arch, trying to get the friction exactly where I need it. I’m close to coming for a second time. But a thought moves forward from the back of my mind.

“Daddy,” I moan.

“Fuck, yeah. Call me that again. Tell Daddy to come inside you.”

“Daddy…” His thrusts are so hard and fast that I almost forget what I was going to say.