“I need you to move, Daddy.”
He chuckled. “Then I’ll start moving.” He pulled out until just the head of his cock was in her and then pushed back in.
“Harder,” she begged. She needed to feel him fuck into her hard and fast.
He rode her hard.
It wasn’t long before her stomach tightened unbearably. “Daddy…”
“I know.”
She felt him reach under her and pinch her clit hard. She screamed against her forearm as wave upon wave of the strongest sensation raced through her, taking away her ability to think and only feel.
Her body collapsed against the wood, and she could vaguely feel him as he took his own pleasure. She heard his deep, guttural groan and felt a huge satisfaction that she’d given him that depth of pleasure.
He rested against her back for a long moment before he pulled out of her.
“I’ll be right back. I’m going to clean up in the bathroom. Sit tight.”
Cool air slid over her body as the heat from his was taken from her. Before she got cold, he was back to pull up his pants, pick her up in his arms, and sit down in his chair.
She snuggled against him and sighed.
“Fuck, baby, that was the hottest thing I’ve ever felt.”
She looked up at him. “Good.”
He grinned and bent and kissed her with a fiery pressure.
“Damn woman, I love you so much.”
She stroked her fingers down his cheek. “I love you, too, Daddy.”
“You’re never getting away from me.”
She giggled. “I wouldn’t dream of it.” The thought of never seeing him terrified her and made her physically sick, so she knew she’d do whatever she needed to do to keep him happy, fulfilled, and with her for the rest of her life.
The End