PLEASE ME, DADDY: 50 SHADES OF DESIRE
Use me.
Thorne laughed deep, fingers fumbling his belt. His pants dropped to his boots, cock bouncing free. It was long, maybe eight inches, veiny with a curve up, head fat and dark purple, a drop of pre-cum shining at the tip. He gripped it, stroking once, eyes on my slit.
‘Captain claims the harbor first,’ he said, stepping between my legs. He rubbed the head up and down my folds, coating it in my slick. It felt so good, teasing my entrance. Then he shoved in, one hard push, burying deep.