“Again.”
“I’m a good girl!”
Rolling on top of her again, he filled her with a single, forceful thrust. “Come for me, baby. Come on Daddy’s cock like the good girl you are.”
His words pushed her over the edge, sending her screaming into an ocean of pleasure as he began to move inside of her.
“Again,” he demanded, each slow, deliberate movement pushing her higher and higher again until she was helpless to do anything but obey.
A growl rumbled in her ear when her pussy contracted around him once more, stars exploding behind her eyelids. “That’s my good girl. Fuck, baby, you feel so fucking good. Do you want Daddy to come inside your sweet little pussy, babygirl?”
“Yes.” Arching up, she wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him close as he claimed her, branded her with every stroke of his cock inside of her.
With a final thrust, his cock swelled and he stilled, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he emptied himself into her.
Collapsing beside her, he pulled her close and she snuggled into his chest, her muscles heavy and her heart full.
When they had finally caught their breath, he pressed a kiss to her hair. “What do you say we get dressed and head home, baby?”
“Really? I thought we had the room all night.”
“We do.” His grin was full of wicked promise. “But I want to fuck my girl in our bed tonight. And while I’m sure Connor is perfectly competent, I’d much rather have dinner made by my own personal chef, if it’s all the same to you.”
Everything she felt for him swelled inside of her until she thought her heart might burst. “I would love to cook for you, Daddy.”