She gazes up at me, “I need this too, sir. I need you to make me forget.”
I brush the hair out of her face, “You’ll use your safe word if you need to?”
Mercy leans into my touch as she whispers, “Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl.”
I get undressed, never taking my eyes off hers. When her lips part as her arousal gets stronger, I nearly lose it. I still can’t believe how much this woman can still turn me on. Her offering herself to me like this for my pleasure is intoxicating. Her eyes travel up and down my body, drinking me in. She licks her lips, her gaze travels back up to my face.
“See something you like, baby girl?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she says in nearly a pant.
I flash her a wicked smile, “Stand.”
Taking her face in my hands, I kiss her, pouring every ounce of desire I have into one kiss. She kisses me back, her tongue seemingly fighting for dominance with mine. I’ll win. I always do.
I pull back and gaze at the most beautiful woman in the world, “Are you going to be a good girl and let me take you any way I want to?”
She nods, “Yes, Daddy.”
“Suck my cock, now.”
She kneels and takes me in her hand and strokes slowly as she teases the head with her tongue.
“Open your mouth.”
I slide between her soft lips. Taking her face in my hands, I hold her still as I fuck her mouth. “You like that don’t you. Do you like being my dirty slut?”
She moans around me and then gags.
“Fuck yes, baby girl.”
I stare at her while she takes every inch of my cock, “You look so fucking beautiful like this. You make me so fucking proud that you’re mine.”
She reaches forward and strokes my balls, and I lose my mind, thrusting so fast into her mouth, knowing I’m close. Every muscle in my body tenses as I groan, I come into her beautiful throat. I pull out and watch her swallow me down.
“Fuck, so flawless. On the bed.”
She gets up and lays on the bed and fuck she’s so delectable I can barely take it.
“Spread…Look at that pretty pink pussy. Make yourself feel good, baby girl. Please yourself for Daddy.”
She shakes her head no, “I want you to do it.”
I growl, “One.”
She doesn’t move.
“Baby girl,” I warn when she lays there defiantly.
She rolls her eyes at me.
“Three.”
A gasp escapes from her mouth, “But you missed two.”
“I don’t miss anything, bad girl.”