“Violet, I think you should just go to bed.” My voice doesn’t sound convincing. My dick throbs with each step she takes. “I’m serious. This isn’t a good idea.”
She doesn’t listen. This bad little girl doesn’t fucking listen. “Mr. Winters…or can I call you Heath?”
Fuck, the way my name rolls off her tongue through her plump lips. Oh, how beautiful my cock would look shoved down her throat. It’s impossible to take my eyes off hers as she rounds my desk. There’s no denying I’ve been caught. “Oh, Mr. Winters, what have you been up to?” she purrs. Her lips curl into a mischievous smile, her tongue protruding to lick her bottom lip.
“This isn’t what it looks like. It’s not what you—”
“Oh, I think it’s exactly what it looks like.” She sets down the glass and leans forward, bringing her knee up and hiking up her skirt, to crawl onto my desk. Her ass cheeks peek out from behind, and my hand aches to spank her naughty little bare ass. She crawls to the center of my desk, then maneuvers herself so she’s facing me, her legs wide open, hanging on either side of me. “Like I said, maybe I can help you.” She scoots closer, and my hands lift to wrap around her bare thighs to stop her.
“Violet. What are you doing?”
Her hands cover mine. They’re small, yet warm. She’d struggle to fit her whole hand around me, but I bet she’d make up for it with her mouth and tongue. “Mr. Winters, let’s not fool ourselves here. It’s simple. I want something you have, and you want something I’m more than willing to give.”
She starts to guide my hands up her thighs, but I jerk away. This is a mistake. I need to tell her to leave, but she continues to taunt me. “I never suspected you to be shy. All those calls. The way you looked at me. So hungry. I always thought you were dominant—a beast—rough and in charge.”
My cock jolts. “Violet, stop,” I demand. She laughs, and I can’t help but be mesmerized by the way her throat bobs as she swallows. My attention is brought back to her skirt, which is now barely covering her. “Violet...” I warn, but it only gives her more power.
“Let’s stop pretending you’re not just a little bit curious.” She glides her skirt up even more, exposing her pussy. “I’m curious about you.” Another pull, her pink lips glistening. “How about we just play a game of show and tell? I show you exactly what I can offer you, and you tell me how you want to take me.”
She reaches for my cock, but I snatch her wrist, stopping her. “Stop this right now.”
“Stop what? This?” She spreads her legs wide, opening her pussy for me. With her free hand, she inserts a finger inside herself and slides in and out. “This could be you, you know. I bet your fingers would feel amazing. I bet your whole fist would too.”
I watch in fascination as she fingers herself, her head dipping back, her lips parting. Fuck, I don’t know who’s enjoying this more. I ache to fist my cock and match her pump for pump. “I can smell your arousal,” I groan, shocked by my own confession. The alcohol is taking the lead, causing my mind to confuse right and wrong. I want to throw her off my desk and demand she leave, but I’m too captivated by her. Her boldness to come in here and offer herself to me… Does she know how deprived I’ve been for the feel and taste of a woman? The way she touches herself…
She slowly pulls out and brings her finger to my lips. “Open, Mr. Winters.” Fuck, this is wrong, but my lips part anyway, allowing her to insert her coated finger. The savage beast in me snaps, and I attack, sucking her clean. “See what you’re missing out on, Mr. Wint—”
My hand extends outward into her hair, and I grab a chunk, pulling tight. “Stop calling me that,” I growl, mad at how turned on I am by it.
“What do you want me to call you? Daddy? You could be my daddy.”
My grip on her tightens, and a moan falls off her fuckable lips. “I bet you want me to be your daddy. Punish you. Punish this mouth. These tits. This pussy.” Shit, I’m losing my damn mind. I release my grip around her wrist and shove a finger so deep inside her, my knuckle prevents me from going any further. “This what you want, naughty girl? To have daddy punish you?” She releases a soft moan, and it ignites the forbidden fire inside me.
If I had any willpower of staying away from this illicit attraction, it’s gone now. I power into her, adding a second finger, watching her eyes become heavy, her tongue biting at her lower lip. I’m lost to her scent. Her moans. I’m going to hell, but not before I have a taste of her sweet cunt. I push at her chest and tug on her thighs, forcing her to lay against my desk. My head dips, and I cover her pussy, sucking her instantly into my mouth. Any pretense of being gentle is gone, but this naughty little girl doesn’t want me to be.
“Yes…so hungry, daddy, aren’t—”
I bite the inside of her thigh, sending her back off the desk. “You’re asking for this. You’re taunting me to be bad.” I shove my tongue inside her, thrusting in and out. I don’t realize how hungry I’ve truly been for pussy until her taste washes over my tongue. I’m rough and quick, ruthlessly eating her out. Her hips squirm under my hold, bucking her swollen pussy into my face. Whimpers pour from her mouth as she reaches the peak of her orgasm. She’s not getting off that easily. I release her and stand, my cock at full mast.
“Get up.”
Fire burns in her eyes at thinking I’m going to deny her. Her lips form into a cute little pout, tempted to disobey me. She’s going to get exactly what she asked for. “Get up, unless you don’t want this cock. Maybe instead, I’ll fuck you with something else. We can
shuffle through my desk to see what turns you on. The stout of my aged to perfection bottle of bourbon? Or how about my long paper weight—”
“I want your cock.” Her eyes dilate, and my dick expands. She sits up and slides off my desk, giving away her eagerness for me.
“Then turn over.” Grasping her arm, I whip her around and push her taut little body against my desk. I rip her skirt up to get a perfect view of her firm ass, her smooth skin like porcelain.
Whack!
Whack!
Whack!
Adrenaline shoots through me as I spank her, each slap marking my palm into her bare skin. Gripping my fingers into her ass, I spread them open. “Have you ever been fucked here, naughty girl?” My thumb presses at her hole, and she squirms, shoving her ass into me. I drop my mouth and swirl my tongue around her hole.
“Oh, yes. Show me what a bad daddy you are.”