Daddy's Rapture (Daddy 3)
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“Not only does it feel good, it will drive you crazy, but mostly by giving me access to your most private place, you’re submitting to me. Just wait until we do that. You’ll understand what I mean.”
“Wh … when will that happen?”
“Not tonight. I’ll have to prepare you to take my cock. But let’s talk about that later. Tonight, I just want to make love to you.” He paused.
“What?” she asked.
“I would like you to call me daddy.”
“Like you told me your friends’ girls call them?”
“Yes. I don’t want to be your father. I want to be the man in your life that you trust to take care of your every need.”
He waited for a moment and then relaxed when she grinned.
“Then take me to bed, daddy.”
“Oh, yeah,” he said and picked her up.
She started placing kisses everywhere she could reach, trying to drive him wild before they even got to the bedroom.
He laid her on the bed and stood over her.
“Are you sure you want this, baby?”
She raised her arms. “Oh, yes. I need you.”
“Then, you’re going to get me, but remember there’s no going back.”
“I don’t want to go back.”
Chapter Twelve
Kaleb stripped her and then himself. He got a condom and lube out of his nightstand before he lay down beside her.
His mouth took hers immediately while his hand slid up and down her body before stopping to cup her breast. He used his thumb and finger to circle and put pressure on her nipple as his tongue wrestled with hers and demanded more.
He lifted his head and watched her expressions. “You like it when I touch you, don’t you?”
She nodded as she tried to calm her breathing. “Yes, very much.”
“I think you especially like it when I thrust a finger or two inside you.”
A groan tore from her throat, and her legs fell open automatically, making him chuckle.
He was surprised he could talk. His cock throbbed like a bad toothache, and he could feel pre-cum spurt from the tip. He knew they hadn’t been together long, but it felt like forever that he needed to be inside of her or die.
“Does my baby need my fingers in her tight cunt?”
She mewled and tried to pull him closer to her.
He smiled. “I’m getting there. We’re going to have to work on your patience, love. Sometimes, I’m going to make you wait for it, and you’re going to let me. If you pout, you’ll get punished.”
She swallowed. “Punished? How?”
“Sometimes, I’ll spank you, and sometimes, I’ll keep you aroused without letting you orgasm, and sometimes, I’ll use your ass.”
Her mouth dropped open. “What? How?”