“Understand me?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Yes, Sir or yes, Daddy. Either are acceptable.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said on a sigh as he moved his hand down once more to her pussy. He circled her clit. Ran his finger around then over it. She cried out.
“Good girl. You’re being such a good girl for me. I like when you do as I command. I think it deserves a reward.”
“Yes. . .yes,” she panted out. Then she whimpered as his finger abandoned her clit.
“Sh,” he told her as he pressed a finger deep inside her. “Jesus, yes. You’re sucking me in. So warm, so wet.”
He thrust his finger in and out of her pussy. She cried out. It was so hard to stay still. But she wanted to be his good girl so much. So, she stopped herself from thrusting down on his fingers, from wriggling against his chest in order to find some friction for her hard nipples. He started kissing down her neck, nipping gently. She shuddered, moaning.
“Oh. Oh. Please.”
He added a second finger, stretching her. It had been so long since she’d felt another’s touch. And she’d never felt anything like this.
“Do you like my fingers fucking you, baby? Do you wish it was my cock?”
She let out another low moan. Who knew he’d like to talk dirty? She’d never had someone talk to her during sex, except to ask if it was in or if she was ready. This. . .this was something different.
His fingers stilled and she groaned in protest. “Don’t stop.”
“You haven’t answered me,” he pointed out.
Oh fuck. He really required answers to those questions. She couldn’t do that, could she?
“I can’t. . .I’ve never. . .do I really have to answer you?” she cried.
“If you want me to continue finger fucking your pussy, you do.”
“How can you just talk like that?” she asked him, her entire body wound tight, on the edge of sailing off into bliss.
“Don’t you like me talking like this, baby girl? Would you rather I was silent?”
“No,” she said quickly. “I like it. Just like I like your f-fingers in my. . .in my pussy. And yes, I wish it was your c-cock!” The last word was nearly a scream as he thrust his fingers deep once more.
In. Out. He drew his fingers apart, stretching her.
“You’re so tight. I wish this was my cock too. But my baby girl needs to get to know me a bit more. And I want her well rested for when I fuck her. Because once won’t be enough. She’s going to need all her energy for when I take her. So, you’re going to work hard to feel better, won’t you? Because then I’ll reward you.”
Oh hell. Oh God. She was more motivated than she’d ever been before, that was for sure.
“Yes! Yes!”
He moved his thumb to her clit, circling it in slow, lazy movements.
“Oh please. Please.” She was all too aware that she couldn’t come without his permission. What kind of sadism was that? How was she supposed to hold back?
“When was the last time you came, sweet pea??
?
Fuck. Did he seriously still want her to talk? She was a mess. She shook, deep tremors that rocked her body. Her skin felt like it was aflame. She couldn’t think. Could barely breathe.
“Do you like to make yourself come?”