“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” she moans as my fingers work her clit.
“We both know I do,” I whisper in that way I can. “You need a Daddy to treat you right. You’re a spoiled little princess, and someone’s gotta bring you back down to earth.”
“Asshole,” she groans.
I kiss her lips hard, biting her a little bit, fingers sliding inside and back out. She’s writhing, rolling her hips, moaning into my kiss. Her pussy’s tight and slick, perfect and fucking so tempting I can barely stand it.
But no, I’m not fucking her now. I want her to keep thinking about that, up on that stage.
I push her back until she’s resting on her elbows. Papers fall off the desk and she shoves a keyboard to the side as I hike up her skirt further. I slide her panties down over her hips and kiss her lips before shoving them in her mouth.
She groans, eyes wide, and I smirk at her.
“Better be quiet, princess, or else you’ll have some bad press. I bet you don’t want that.”
I go down between her legs and lap her pussy up like water. I love it, her soaked little cunt, sucking and licking her clit fast and hard. I slide my fingers inside of her and tease her, tasting that tight little cunt.
And she’s delicious, incredible, so fucking sexy. She bites down on her panties, glaring at me, but moaning. She leaves them in her mouth and I bet she loves the taste of that pussy-soaked cotton. I know I’m keeping them when we’re through as a little trophy.
I suck and lick her fast. She grabs my hair with one hand and I let her push me tighter. I slide my tongue inside her cunt and lick that clit, fingers fucking her fast, working her pretty little body. This princess gets treated like she’s a porcelain doll, but she likes this rough and fast, I can feel it in my tongue.
I lick her faster and fuck her faster with my fingers, pressing further and harder and she’s moaning. She pits out the panties and gasps suddenly, groaning.
“Oh, fuck, Graham,” she whispers. “Keep going, you asshole.”
I smirk and fuck her with my fingers. “You want to come for me, princess?”
“Oh, shit. Please. I want to come so badly.”
“Say please again, you spoiled brat.”
“Oh, god, please.”
“Now call me Daddy.”
I smirk at her and she glares at me, but I fuck her pussy deep with my fingers, curling them just the right way, and she groans.
“Daddy,” she gasps.
I lick and suck her clit then, satisfying, and she grabs my hair tighter. She rolls her hips fast and I don’t stop, tasting her delicious little cunt, sliding my fingers in and out, and I can feel it when she finally comes.
I suck and lick her through it all, loving her taste, loving the moans she makes. The girl is so effortlessly sexy and it drives me absolutely fucking wild. She comes hard, body twitching, and slowly finishes.
I slide my fingers out from inside of her and lick them clean while she watches. When I’m done, I kiss her and take her panties.
“Mine now,” I whisper, and shove them into my back pocket, turning away from her.
“Hey, asshole.” I hear her slide off the desk. I look back as she adjusts her skirt. “I need those.”
“No, you don’t.”
“Do you see how short this thing is?” She glares at me, tugging at her skirt.
“You’ll survive.”
“Seriously, Graham—”
I grin at her and unlock the office door.
“Graham!”
I leave her in there, letting the door creak closed behind me.
We don’t stay much longer at that party, needless to say, and we don’t speak for the rest of the night.
But her taste lingers on my lips and the panties in my pocket remind me just how badly she wants it.7KatieI stretch my legs and sigh, bored out of my mind.
“Okay, and then, that stupid moron Patrice is, like, you should just slap her? And I’m like, hello, moron, I can’t hit a girl? It was the most insane thing I’ve ever seen.”
Jasper finishes his story and it takes me a second to realize that I should respond. “Oh, yeah,” I say. “Crazy.”
He doesn’t even act like I said anything. “So Mona says she wants us to get in more pictures together during your tour, and then you can visit me on set next month, get some more pictures, that sort of thing.”
“Okay,” I say. Mona is Jasper’s Norah. “I can handle that.”
“Cool.” He stretches and sighs. We’ve been sitting in my suite at the second stop on the tour, killing time before the next show. “You got anything to smoke in here?”
I shake my head, concentrating on painting my nails. “Sorry. No smoking.”
“No smoking?” He makes a disgusted face but doesn’t argue. “Hey, how’s that ape of yours doing?”