Bad Daddy (Dirty Little Lies Duet 1)

My legs quiver. A pool of moisture builds between my thighs. “I want this,” I say, a little tremble in my voice. He doesn’t mistake it for nerves, though. He takes it for exactly what it is: excitement, lust, need.

“How bad do you ache for me, naughty girl?” he asks, sliding the spaghetti strap of my flowy tank top off my shoulder.

“Bad, Daddy,” I whisper as he removes my other strap. My shirt falls to the floor, leaving me in my lace bra.

“That’s what I want to hear. I’ve been holding back on you—my needs—the dark cravings I have. Tonight, I’m going to introduce you to a whole new way to feel pleasure. Are you okay with that?”

My nipples pebble and my remaining clothes feel too heavy. “Yes.”

The satisfaction burning in his eyes tells me he’s about to take me on the biggest roller coaster of my life.

“Good. I’ll be right back. I want you undressed and on my bed by the time I return.” When he disappears into his walk-in closet, I obey and climb onto the bed as he re-enters the room. “God, you’re beautiful,” he praises. My eyes take in the items in his hand, and my breath hitches.

“What is that?” I ask, wishing my voice wasn’t so shaky.

“You’re about to find out. Turn around and get on your knees. Face the head of the bed.” I inhale a deep breath, trying to control my rapid heartbeat, and do as he says. When I’m in the doggie-style position, cold metal wraps around my ankles. I cock my head back to see him locking cuffs around each ankle.

“What—?”

“So curious, aren’t you?” Another lock. Something attaches in between, and I realize it’s a spreader of some kind. “This is to make sure you never deny me. No matter how much pain or pleasure I give you, you won’t ever close yourself off to me. This cunt is mine. Wide-open and beautiful.” He flicks my clit, and I stifle out a moan. He drops his mouth between my thighs and takes his tongue to my center from behind, his nose nuzzling at my puckered hole. That intimate place is foreign to me, but the way he presses his face against my hole, I can’t fight the tremble that shoots through me.

“You like that, naughty girl?” He laps at my pussy, and I scream when he bites my inner thigh.

“Yes,” I moan, wiggling my butt in his face. He takes that as approval and goes to town, eating me like a starved man, lapping at the wetness he’s creating. “Oh, fuck. More, Daddy, I want more.”

His nails dig into my ass cheeks, and he spreads them wide, using his tongue to caress my tight hole. My body becomes not my own as I pant heavily, and I thrash when something thick and cold presses at the entrance of my sex. “Oh, Jesus…” I almost lose my balance as he pushes an unexpected object inside me.

“How does that feel?” he asks, but I’m mute. I can’t focus on words when all I want is for him to fuck me. “Answer me, or I stop.” Fuck!

“I don’t know. It’s cold. And wide. So fucking wide.” I pant as he shoves it back inside me. “It’s….” My mind is about to explode. I back up into him. It becomes too much, and I attempt to close my legs, forgetting I can’t. “Please…harder,” I beg. He turns the device on, sending my body into overdrive. The vibrations have me screaming, pumping my ass back and forth, riding the sex toy like it’s his cock.

“This isn’t even a fraction of the size of my cock, naughty girl. You sure you’re going to be able to handle it when my cock takes your ass?”

“I can’t…I can’t…” I’m going to explode, and I can’t…

His finger breaches my hole, and I explode. I cry out, my orgasm shooting down to my toes. My head tilts backward as I moan until I have nothing left in me. Heath works me until my arms collapse. I fall forward onto the bed, my ass still in the air.

“Beautiful,” he says, grazing his fingers alongside my ass. I’m at a loss for words. I stay silent, trying to catch my breath as the sounds of him undressing fill the room. He releases my legs from their restraints and spanks my ass cheek. “On your back, naughty girl.”

When I flip, I catch the most breathtaking view: Heath naked, his cock thick and hard.

“I love the way you stare at me. I can see the hunger in your eyes.” He climbs on the bed and my mouth waters. “Don’t worry. I know what you want. Slide up. Hands above your head.” I adjust myself to his liking, and he binds my hands, then latches them onto a chain I hadn’t noticed. “There’s something extremely erotic in the way you enjoy taking my cock. Your eyes don’t lie. And I fucking love it.” He’s on his knees over me, his beautiful cock moving to my lips. My belly clenches as my mouth opens wide to take him.