“So wet for me. Naughty girl.”
“I can’t help it. I want you.”
“Good,” he says with a devilish grin.
His lips move down my neck and chest, stopping to lick and suckle each nipple in turn. He continues down until his mouth is hovering over my pussy. I expect him to pull down my panties, but he doesn’t. No, he grips the sides and rips them from my body. He tosses them away like so much trash. The move is so damn sexy I’m squirming where I lay, waiting for more. Anticipating his mouth on my most sensitive parts is driving me crazy with want. He doesn’t disappoint. With the barrier of my panties gone, he dives right in, putting his mouth to work on my pussy.
I arch off the bed at the overwhelming pleasure. His tongue works my clit like it’s made for the task. My hands bury in his hair, holding him to my body. I grip onto him, not wanting the pleasure to stop. His thick fingers find my entrance and push inside, stealing away my breath on a low moan.
God, he feels amazing. His fingers curl inside me, thrusting against my G-spot until I’m seeing stars. My body is coiled tight, clenching around his thrusting fingers as my climax nears.
“Don’t come without permission or I’ll have to punish you,” he growls into my pussy.
Oh God. With him fingering my G-spot like it’s his new favorite toy and sucking my clit, I’m losing my mind. Barely holding onto my sanity. Holding my orgasm at bay seems impossible, but I’ll do it. I won’t disappoint him.
When he sucks my clit hard and pulls his fingers from my dripping pussy to trail them down to my ass. He lightly taps his wet fingers on that sensitive ring of flesh before pushing just the tip of one finger past the tight muscles.
I erupt without warning.
One second, I’m holding my climax at bay with all my might; the next, it’s exploding through my body. It steals my breath and causes my body to shiver and shake. He doesn’t let up on my clit while still fingering my ass. He licks me right through one orgasm and into a second, bigger climax that sends me reeling.
“Daddy, please. I can’t. Oh God, it’s too much.”
Finally, he has mercy and pulls back, licking his lips.
“Bad girl,” he says, a naughty twinkle in his eyes.
I know then he made me come on purpose. He set me up to fail so that he can spank me. I won’t even pretend to be upset about it. Not when it’s exactly what I want too.
I crave his domination.
He pulls me from the bed, then quickly sits down, tugging me over his lap. The movement is so fast it leaves me dizzy. Or maybe that’s just the excitement of it all. It could be some combination of the two. I’m definitely on edge and ready for anything Jasper wants to dish out. My body is primed and ready for anything.
Thankfully he doesn’t leave me in suspense. His hand cracks down on my upturned bottom twice in quick succession. The sting left behind is delicious… I want more. He doesn’t disappoint. He spanks me again and again. Pausing every so often to run his fingers through my wet slit. He teases my clit… spank… sinks his finger inside me… spank. Over and over, he teases me, then spanks me.
I never know what’s coming next. Pleasure or pain. I want them both in equal measure, and Jasper doesn’t disappoint. He focuses his attention on my spanking until my bottom is stinging and I’m shifting on his lap from the discomfort.
“Ow!” I cry out at a particularly hard swat.
“Poor, baby,” he coos, rubbing the sting away. “You were a naughty girl. You deserve this spanking.”
“I’m sorry, daddy,” I whimper.
He squeezes and rubs at my sore bottom, the pain sinks in and pleasure takes over again. His fingertips find my core and teases. I rock into his hand, trying to get more.
“You’re a greedy girl. Aren’t you?”
He thrusts his fingers into me deep, my pussy grips down on his thrusting fingers as pleasure explodes through my body. I’m so on edge that my orgasm is right there waiting.
“Are you ready for more?
“Yes…” I hiss in response.
“What do you want?”
“You. Your fingers. Your cock. Everything.”
Without a word, he throws me back down on the bed. I squeal in surprise, then giggle from the endorphins flooding my system. I’m giddy with it. Jasper strips his pants, his cock springing free. My mouth waters, and the desire to get down on my knees and worship him is strong, but I’m not in control he is.