Sugar Daddy

Flicking the button of her jeans, he began to tug them down her body. She lifted up, allowing him to take them off. She kicked off her sneakers, and he pressed a hand to her wet core.

Her panties were already damp. “This is mine, Elizabeth. You’re wet because you want my dick.”

“Yes.”

Tearing her panties, he slid a finger between her lips, finding her clit. She gasped, arching up to his touch. Gliding his finger down, he filled her tight cunt, relishing her cries as he began to fuck her with his digit.

Adding a second one, he watched the pleasure cross over her face. “I’m going to fuck your pussy right here on this desk, and every time I’m sitting here, I’m going to remember exactly how sexy it is to see you come.”

She pushed his hand out of the way, and went to her knees before him, releasing his pants.

He groaned as she pulled out his cock and began to stroke the length, going from the base up to the tip, and back down again.

Pre-cum already leaked out of the head, and he watched her lick it up before taking him into her mouth, sucking his cock deep into her throat.

Daniel couldn’t give this up. Not once. She meant too much to him, and he wanted her. In fact, when he couldn’t be near her, he craved her even more. She fired his blood and made him want so many things.

There were times that his own feelings surprised him.

Wrapping her hair around his fingers, he pumped into her mouth, going as deep as he could go.

She swallowed him down, and he kept up his thrusts.

He didn’t want to finish in her mouth though. Tugging her head off his cock, he released her hair and lifted her up, placing her back on the desk. He couldn’t wait another second, and finding her core, he slid his cock inside and thrust as deeply as she could take him. Pushing everything off his desk, he leaned her back and watched as he pulled out of her, only to slam back inside her, going deeper still.

Spreading her thighs open so that her legs were wrapped around him, he slid a finger across her clit, feeling her cunt squeeze him.

“Your pussy is so damn tight. No matter how many times I fuck you, you still amaze me at how good it feels. This is only part of what I want from you, Elizabeth. You get under my skin, drive me crazy, and I can’t stand the thought of another man ever getting a taste of what belongs to me.” He slammed inside her, returning his hands to her hips to grip her as he fucked her hard, ramming his cock deep inside, taking her harder than ever before.

It wasn’t enough. He needed her to come.

Pulling out of her, he knelt before her, opening the lips of her pussy so that he could lick her clit. He was hungry for the taste of her pretty cunt.

Flicking his tongue across her clit, he slid down, plunging inside her, only to come out and move back up to her nub.

Using his fingers, he fucked her as he took her clit, sucking and biting on the flesh. She screamed his name, her pussy getting even wetter with every passing second.

He was so fucking addicted to her. Never did he imagine spending this much time with a woman, or feeling this possessive when it came to her.

Daniel couldn’t take a step back. He’d tried to do that.

She called to him, and he’d stopped fighting it.

Elizabeth came, and he licked her cream, prolonging her orgasm until she begged.

He couldn’t wait. Standing between her legs, he thrust home, pounding inside her, wishing they were at his place so he could have her screaming down the walls.

Over and over he slid inside her, finding his own release in her heat, filling her up, his cock pulsing his cum in deep as she milked him for every last drop.

Neither of them spoke, and he didn’t move away as he knew without a doubt that he’d want to see his cum spilling from her lips, to push it back inside her.

“That was … intense,” she said.

He smirked. “I won’t pay you anymore, but that doesn’t mean we’re not together.”

“What does it mean?” she asked.

“I still want you. This doesn’t stop, and with how wet your pussy is, I don’t think for a second you want to stop either.” She didn’t say anything. “Do you want to stop?”

She shook her head. “No.”

“Good.”

“You don’t do relationships.”

“Let’s not put a label on this then. You’re mine. I’ll buy you nice things, and fuck you until you can’t think straight, and at the end of the day, I’ll be the only man that provides for you.”

She licked her lips. “Okay. We’re like boyfriend and girlfriend.”