With his other hand, he runs his thumb through my wet slit. Around the edges, he glides through my juices, tempting insertion just like his tongue tempts me at my other end. His finger runs over my clit, slipping easily over the wet nub, before making his rounds again, finding my clit once more and giving it a solid nudge as he passes through.His tongue continues its torture, and I groan so loud, the torment unbearable. “Oh god, Daddy! It's so good. It feels so good!” This is how he's crushed every nervous thought, every anxious desire, since day one. He's found my weakness. He teases me until all I want is pleasure. Nothing in the world could get in the way of that desire, and I softened from a girl with uncomfortable edges to a withering blob of hormones and libido.My lower back undulates and my hips beg to be taken. They beg him, pushing back into his tongue, searching for the end of his finger, looking to draw it in on burning appetite.When Daddy sees this, he knows my motions
All the ways Daddy shoved his cock down my throat. Gentle and rough, loving and dominant, and the number of times I drank his seed... Focus, focus. Not nasty. Not today. Last night was the last night, you promised yourself. You have work you have to get to. You need to go back to the right mindset, the one you had before Daddy turned all his lust on you. You're an adult, you have a career, and in a couple of minutes, you'll have a clean mouth again.Daddy, though, has his interests to consider. He doesn't work soon, and he doesn't see why his little girl couldn't be a little late. Daddy slowly spins me around. I look into his eyes, the soft brown paralyzing me everywhere but my hand, which mindlessly brushes away at my teeth, the foam building as I seemingly spend way more time than usual cleaning my mouth.I'm going to have a glowing smile after this. Caused by what, that's undetermined yet.Daddy smirks and lowers himself to his knees. My eyes follow him, my hand brushing, my mind e
DADDY, DON'T MAKE ME WET BEFORE WORK!The way my stepfather's fingers float under my shirt and over my stomach, caressing ever so lightly, settles every last nerve in a burst of nirvana.I even sway on my feet as I let it all sink in, clutching my cup of coffee so I don't let it shatter on the kitchen floor.But I giggle, lowering my hand and pushing him out of my clothes.“Daddy, quit it!”He huffs behind me before returning to the kitchen table.He might have calmed my nerves, but I know that wasn't his goal. I know Daddy's whole reason for being so close to me is to turn me on!He's such a naughty man!“Aren't you going to eat something, girl?”I shake my head as I take my seat across from him, holding my mug in both hands as I sip my coffee.“Babygirl, you really should eat. It's your first day, you're going to need your energy.” He chows down on his eggs and toast as if signaling to me how it's done.“I know, Daddy,” I say, slowly consuming my hot drink, somehow hoping time will
His tongue enters my mouth as his hands pin my wrists against the wall again. His fingers grip me hard, and the powerful restraints have a freeing feeling like I don't have to worry about making any decisions for myself. The only thing left is to let this former marine have his way with me. His mouth makes its way back to my chest, and Nick—no, 'Daddy'— feasts on my open nipples again. His tongue circles my flesh before his lips pounce on my meat, sucking in my nub and beating it with light flicks of his tip. My nipple knocks back and forth, and I can't help but push my chest out, pushing it closer to Daddy's mouth. The feeling is sublime, and I melt back into the doors, letting him do all the work.My body calms and the only thoughts roaming my mind are tied to sensations. The hardwood at my back, the rough hands at my wrists, the looseness of my muscles, the eager tongue at my chest, the warmth enveloping me as Daddy leans harder into my body. It's like an aura surrounding me, his m
Daddy shakes his head, sighing as he stares at his cigar. “My god,” he ponders, the disgust apparent in his face and voice. “I can't believe...” He looks up at Nick, studying his dark features. “...this girl would lie so maliciously to get you in trouble—no, maybe even thrown in jail.”Nick shrugs. “It's not surprising, sir. Not to me, at least.”My jaw hangs loosely. “What?! I'm not lying! Those things happened! Nick is a sick pervert and you need to get rid of him.” Daddy picks up his cigar and takes a long drag of it. He removes it,rubbing it in his fingertips as he contemplates his words. “That's strange,” he says, “since Nick was on an errand out of the house and didn't show up until this morning.”Both of them look at me, and my heart sinks into my chest. Oh my god...I thought... I thought the guy I saw guarding outside Daddy's door was Nick.That's his usual position.I titter. “No, Nick was here, Daddy. I swear it.” I swallow, my realization that I accused him on the one nig
DADDY'S BODYGUARD GETS REVENGEI smirk. I pinch my lips, trying to keep from forming a wide-ass grin. I just can't help myself. It's too funny, if not incredibly messed up. It is messed up. Anyone would say it is. But I don't care. I don't give a single shit: I had to be here to see this because it's exactly what he deserves for turning me down.My stepfather's bodyguard stands tensely in front of my stepfather's desk, his eyes forward, not making eye contact with me or Daddy. His hands are folded behind his back, just like the military man he is, waiting to be dismissed in the most humiliating way possible.Daddy chews on his cigar, smoking heavily as he studies his favorite soldier, the man who guarded him from the first moment Daddy had any sort of money. He's the first man Daddy let protect him from the savage world.So it's funny how deeply he's lost in thought as he ponders terminatingNick's contract.All because of me.I clear my throat. “Come on, Daddy,” I say. “You know you