Sold For Pleasure Vol. 3

“I like control, Carlie, and you like giving it.” He whispered seductively in my ear.

“Oh that is it, isn’t it?” I said in shock, but I was already grinding my hips into his, feeling his hard, long cock against me, reminding me of all the pleasures that it could bring me.

“What?” He said, waiting.

“It’s one thing if you want me to call you Daddy, but another if you are trying to be my Daddy” I spewed with venom, and he said nothing. Ivan just pressed into me, and I could feel my nipples hardening under my sports bra. I was all too aware of how turned on he was getting with the way his chest rose and fell. Despite my rage, I could feel my own thighs slick with juices, and something changed. I was angry, but more than anything I wanted to feel him inside of me again. Right now. I didn’t care why. I didn’t care why he was so turned on even. All I cared about was that he was, and I wanted him as much as I had the first day I saw him. If not more.

Chapter Six

“Fuck me, Daddy.” I said, and it was like releasing a tidal wave.

We were a blur of emotion and raw need. My shirt littered the ground along with my sports bra, and then it was my bare chest against his muscular one. His hand released my wrist long before then to make sure that I was bare to him. his strong hands went down to work my pants off, pulling them down around my ankles, stopped from going further by my running shoes, and his hard cock was straining at his gym shorts, and I knew that it wouldn’t contain him for long. His mouth was wrapped around my nipple as he pushed my delicate, olive colored skin into the hard, red brick. My mind wasn’t on my discomfort for long as his mouth worked the wonders I knew it was capable of.

“Say it again.” He hissed at me with my nipple between his teeth, and he sucked on it, pulling it lightly before moving to the other.

“I said fuck me, Daddy.” I nearly growled this time, feeling him twitch as much as I felt him moan around my nipple. His hands went to my breasts, massaging them as he kissed my neck. His teeth sunk in, in a gentle bite, mixing pain and pleasure as I arched from the brick wall.

“That’s right, little one.” He said, and then his hand worked on releasing his cock from his now straining gym shorts. The long, thick, rod-iron member that I had come to love was now out, and he had my leg up and wrapped around his hip as his cock was pushed at my entrance.

“Ready baby?” He teased me, but there was no ready about it.

He lifted my leg up, putting my heel on his shoulder, forcing me into a split as he forced his cock deep inside of me, making me moan louder as I shivered, shaking my head at the pleasure he caused when he entered me so sharply. I was sure that I would have screamed as pleasure consumed me, and we were once in a new position I never imagined my body possible of contorting into without him, but his lips were on mine, swallowing every cry of pleasure in that gut wrenching kiss. My leg was starting to ache, and my hands went to Ivan’s shoulders, but his strong hands took mine, forcing them up and over my head as well.

“Daddy…” I cried out, feeling him throb deep inside of me with the word, as he had me under his control, and it was exhilarating to know that he was in control.

To know that he would give me every orgasm that I wanted, and with that thought an orgasm crashed through me. I shivered, and my pussy clenched around his cock as my toes curled, one on tip toe, the other over his shoulder and one foot arched delicately over his back as my hands tightened into fists. There was no use straining, but I couldn’t help it as I arched into him, pressing my nipples harder into his chest.

I was sure that it was only the way he was holding me that kept me from falling down in exhaustion right then and there, but Daddy continued to fuck in and out of me. He kept pushing himself all the way out and back in, almost teasingly as I rode out my orgasm, and that’s when Daddy started to fuck me harder. He started to thrust shallower but faster, bringing me to the edge of orgasm again.

“Say it again.” he said, and I moaned, calling out Daddy again as he came deep inside of me, and he bit into my neck.

Once again, pain and pleasure mixed together in an almost intoxicating way that only he seemed to be able to bring me, as he helped me recover myself, as I stood on shaky legs, workout pants around my ankle with his come leaking from me. He stared into my eyes, and I stared into his. I was still angry, but his gaze was lustful, still hungry. I knew that I could get answers from him tonight, but I also knew that it’d have to wait.

“Be at my place at six.” He said, and I nodded as he handed me my things.

He watched as I got dressed, and all he had to do was pull up his pants. Ivan seemed to take a pleasure in that, and I just rolled my eyes. I went to the showers. I knew that I’d need one, and there was no way I was driving home with Ivan’s cum dripping out of me. Daddy’s cum. I mused, and for some reason that sent another shiver of pleasure down my spine.

Chapter Seven

I thought that he’d give me answers. Oh how wrong I had been. I had expected him to tell me that he was going to call it off with my mother, but here I was sipping a glass of chilled red wine in his apartment all over again. He asked me if I was planning to stop using the gym during my internship this summer, but I shook my head. He just grinned at that.

“Good.” He said, nodding to himself. “Then I can keep seeing you there as well. I quite like taking you out back.” He teased me, and I tried to control my desire for him, but it was hard to tap down after he had it rising up in me again.

“Are you going to stop seeing my mother?” I quipped back, but he just laughed.

“She’s more my age, and you aren’t willing to date. You’ve said it before, didn’t you?” He said, looking in my eyes as if daring me to change my opinion. He was right. I had told him I wasn’t going to date.

“No, no, of course not, Daddy.” I said with that sweet, sugary voice he liked, but this time with a tinge of sarcasm. I looked down to see his cock start to harden as I called him Daddy. It gave me some sort of perverse pleasure to call him that, and it gave me even more pleasure to see him react the way he did. Silence fell between us, and I was lost in my own thoughts for a moment.

*

“Do you want to date?” He asked, and I had shaken my head.

“I’m not looking for something that complicated.” I said, going back to kissing his shoulders and down his chest.

My manicured nails dug into his back, and he hissed in pleasure as I ground against him. It would only be a matter of time before he laid back, letting me take his cock into me at my own pace. He had long since opened me up to the joys of anal, and I couldn’t wait to feel his hard cock opening up my forbidden hole, making me ache for him. I planned to give him quite the show today, and as if reading my thoughts, he untangled me from him enough to lay down. I was naked, straddling his waist as I reached for the bag I had put on the bed beside us. He looked at me with an amused expression.

“Don’t most girls want complicated?” He teased back, but I just shrugged as I started to lube up his cock.