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I pressed the flesh of one breast up high, squeezing and forming the breast into a rounded globe, before my tongue flicked out at my nipple. He was right; I could reach it.

“Suck.” He flicked at the other nipple while his eyes watched my lips as I took a nipple in my mouth and sucked and pulled. A new wave of desire flooded between my legs as I watched Parker’s eyes watching me suck and pleasure myself.

“There’s my Kitty Cat.” He thrust his finger inside me again, delving in and overwhelming every nerve I had. He moved slowly, taking his time at building me up again. His head dipped between my legs and his lips attached at my clit as his eyes still watched my own lips around my nipple.

“I can’t anymore, I can’t hold it,” I murmured against my breast as my pussy burned with impending orgasm.

“You ready to come for Daddy now, baby?”

“Yes,” I moaned.

He sucked harder.

“Yes, oh God, yes, Daddy.”

“Not without me.” He pulled away and before I could register that he was gone he was thrusting his cock deep inside me. He filled me, width and length. I moaned as he rode me on the counter, shoving my ass up the cold marble. Both his hands grabbed at my breasts and pushed at them, flicking his thumbs over my nipples as his dark hair fell over his forehead, eyes closed, his bottom lip sucked between his teeth in pleasure.

“God, Parker,” I moaned his name as an orgasm ripped through my body, the nerves taking flight and firing off from head to toe. He continued to fuck me, grabbing at my thick thighs and pulling me up on his waist and riding his cock. With my legs wrapped around his hips, he carried me into the living room. He pulled out of me and spun me around over the arm of the couch. “Ass in the air, Kitty Cat, I’m about to make this pussy really purr.”

He smacked at my cheek and I jumped in surprise as a fresh wave of arousal pooled between my legs. I’d just had an orgasm, and he was turning me on even more than he already had the first time. He slid a palm up my spine, feeling every ridge as he went, and pushed me over the arm, leaving me wide open to him.

“Mmm, love my pretty pussy.”

He ran a finger through my slick flesh before thrusting back into me. He held my hips in both hands as he worked in and out. With each thrust, he hit the end of me, nearly painfully.

“Daddy wants this ass.” He fingered my back entrance, swirling juices from my pussy up to lubricate the hole. “So fucking wet, I don’t even need lube,” he rumbled as he teased the sensitive flesh. I groaned when he slipped one finger inside up to the first knuckle. It was so fucking wrong, but nothing could have felt better. “Feels so fucking tight when I’m inside you from both ends.”

His voice lowered another octave as he thrust his cock in and out of my pussy and his finger in and out of my ass.

“I can’t take it anymore,” I groaned.

“Sure you can. Feel it. Feel me taking you. Owning this sweet body. This pussy, this ass.” He punctuated each word with a thrust. “It’s mine. No one’s been here but me.” He groaned as he slipped his finger into my ass further and a new orgasm took me. “Look at you, so soft and open for me, baby girl.” He slowed his pumping and removed his finger from my back entrance. He pulled out of me and teased the head of his cock at my other hole. “Gonna take you here, sweet kitty. Are you ready?”

I half-moaned, half-begged as nerves twisted and pulled inside my stomach. I was terrified it would hurt. His cock thick and hard as steel, no way it could fit.

I fisted my hands on the couch cushions as pleasurable shivers raced through my body at the memory of the sensation he’d given me when he’d filled me from both ends with just his fingers. He slowly nudged the head of his cock at my back entrance, swirling arousal around the tip, taking his time before the head pushed against the tight muscle. I groaned as uncomfortable pain shot through my system. My body tensed and tried to push him back out.

“It’s too much…” I whimpered as my hands fisted at the couch cushions.

“Do you want me to stop?” He stilled and ran his hands up my back, around my torso, caressing my skin and sending shivers racing through my body. “Should we wait until we can get some lubrication?”

“No, I…it hurts, but I like it…” I said as his hands tightened around my waist.


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