My Favorite Daddy (Dark Daddies 6)

“You think so, Daddy?”

“I know so. Fucking hell. Your tight little pussy swallows me up. It’s driving me fucking crazy.”

He leans back onto his knees, biting his lip. His abs are ripped as he flexes and starts to rub my clit with his right hand. He holds my legs open with his left, and I move my hips again, feeling his cock sliding in and out.

He starts to fuck me faster. He’s sweating too, little beads of it running down his defined muscles. I gasp and sit up, feeling him shift inside of me, and I bite his lip and kiss him hard.

He holds me tight. He grabs my hair and my ass, pushing me down his shaft. I groan as he rolls me back down and starts to fuck me faster.

“This is what you need, little Aria,” he whispers. “A big fat cock to make you feel good. Fucking hell. Tell me how badly you need it.”

“I need your big cock, Daddy,” I whisper. I’ve never talked like this before in my life. I’ve been good, so freaking good, but now…

I’m tired of being good.

“I want you to fuck me,” I whisper to him. “Fuck me hard. Make it hurt, I don’t care. But fuck me, Daddy, please. I need to get fucked.”

He growls and starts to fuck me faster. I groan as pleasure and pain both flare in equal measure. He kisses me hungrily, cock driving in and out. I move my hips and slide along him, craving every hard inch, needing him to fill me up.

I’m wild with him, lost in him. It’s my first time and already I want more.

“Keep going,” I whisper. “Fuck my tight pussy. Please, Daddy.”

“I love it when you beg,” he says back, almost growling with animalistic passion. He’s fucking me faster now, one hand on my breasts, the other in my hair. “I love it when you take my big dick. God, filling you feels so fucking good.”

I moan his name, whispering it over and over. “Fuck me, Daddy.” He rips into me, going faster, and I’m totally lost in the moment.

I can feel pleasure and pain. I can’t tell which one is stronger and I think I love it. I’ve always been so careful, but this isn’t careful, not at all.

He spreads my legs and drives deeper, grinding against me. I feel him rubbing against my clit as he fucks me, grinds into me, fucks me again. I’m panting now, gasping in his ear, and I know the pleasure’s starting to win out over the pain.

I know I’m so close. I’ve never felt like this before, but it’s overwhelming. Everything is driving me forward, pushing me close to that moment, to that cliff. I need it so badly, my whole body is focused on this moment, on this pleasure, on what he can give me.

He keeps driving, pumping, thrusting, fucking me. I roll my hips with him now, grinding my clit against him, gasping for air as I work.

“Come on, Daddy,” I groan. “Come on and fuck me.”

He growls and tears into me, fucking me rough now. It hurts and feels so fucking good. I can barely stand it. I rock against him, eyes rolling back, and I’m lost, completely lost, drowning in pleasure.

It peaks and suddenly I can feel it. The orgasm rushes through me. I never thought I’d come my first time but now, it’s so obvious. It was always going to happen with him. I come hard, my whole body tensing, and he fucks me through it, rough and fast, grunting like an animal in my ear.

“Fucking hell, Aria,” he groans. “I’m going to fill this pussy up. Fucking hell, girl. You’re so sexy when you come.”

I gasp and look into his eyes, fingers digging into his back. He rips into me, fucking me rough, legs up in the air now, his cock deep inside.

I gasp and I can feel him come. He comes inside of me in deep, hard spurts. I roll my hips, needing it, whispering to him the whole time. “Come in my pussy, Daddy, go ahead, fill me up. Give me what I need, Daddy.”

He finishes slowly, a smile on his lips. We collapse onto the bed together, the sheets a tangled and sweaty mess, but neither of us cares. I don’t move as I press my head against his chest. His heart’s beating so fast.

“Fuck,” he whispers, a little laugh escaping. “You sure that was your first time?”

I nod. I can feel a dull ache between my legs, but I’m also still buzzing from my own orgasm. “I’m going to be sore,” I say.

He chuckles again. “Damn right you are. But you were made for this, little Aria. Fucking hell. That pussy…” He shakes his head.

I smile and kiss him. He kisses me back, taking my chin, looking into my eyes. He holds me there for a moment before letting me go.