Obsessed with a Daddy

“Oh god…” I felt my body starting to shake as another orgasm tried to force its way through the one that was already devouring me.

There was no pain left except for a lingering ache when a hard thrust went deep. The pressure felt like it was permanent, and an orgasm was just enough to take the edge off, but it wasn’t enough to give me the release I truly craved. My heart was beating so hard that I could feel it in my ears, and it didn’t feel like there was enough oxygen in the room for me to take a full breath. A new sensation started to emerge—a feeling of pleasure that was even more intense than what I felt when his tongue was on my clit. My g-spot was tasting bliss

for the very first time, and it was amazing. My moans got louder and if my throat wasn’t closed off, I might have screamed when I felt his cock throbbing against my g-spot each time he went deep. There was a different look on Everette’s face—a primal stare in his eyes—he was getting close.

“Now it’s my turn to come.” He started to hammer his cock into me.

“Yes! Don’t stop! Oh god!” My words came out in short bursts between breaths.

Everette didn’t hold back at all. He began to pound his length into me—and every single one of those thrusts felt like heaven. His cock throbbed harder, and the head of his dick pulsated inside me. I couldn’t even hold on long enough for him to come. The pleasure was just too intense. My pussy started to spasm again, and the orgasm seized control of my body. His thrusts got harder—he started to hammer my pussy so hard that I was sure the people in every hotel room on the floor was going to hear the bed protesting beneath us. I didn’t have the mental capacity to care and if Everette noticed, it didn’t slow him down.

“Come one more time for me, baby.” He tangled his fingers in my hair and pulled my ear to his lips. “Good girls do what Daddy says…”

“Yes!” My mouth opened wide, and a scream echoed from my throat.

The orgasm peaked, and every thrust seemed to prolong it. Everette’s cock throbbed and pulsated as he got closer to his release. A few powerful thrusts drove me into the mattress, and then I felt the cum surging through his shaft before it erupted inside my pussy. His seed triggered another orgasm—one that was so powerful my vision lost focus, and all my senses melted away except for the bliss in my veins. Everette kept hammering my pussy and each thrust shot another thick rope of cum inside me. He kept going until his balls were drained, and my last orgasm began to fade. He released his grip on my hair, and I sank into the mattress. He left his cock buried deep inside me and after a couple of seconds, he started to thrust again. I was spent—it felt like my whole body was numb.

“Don’t try to pass out on me—Daddy’s not done.” His cock throbbed, and I was instantly jolted back to reality by a sensation of pleasure.

“I don’t think I can come again…” I whimpered and tried to focus my vision.

“Yes you can.” He leaned forward. “I already told you—good girls do what Daddy says…”

I don’t think I’m going to get any sleep tonight…

Chapter Eleven

Everette

The next morning

The sun was my sworn enemy—it signaled the end of my time with Holly, and I hated it. Our passion burned through the night because I didn’t want to waste a second that we had together. When we both finally collapsed from exhaustion, I felt like I had lost the fight, but it was a beautiful one to have. I couldn’t prolong the inevitable. I gave in to sleep for a few hours before I finally woke up. I let her sleep while I ordered room service, straightened up the hotel room some, and she woke up when our breakfast was delivered.

“I’m going to miss this…” Holly pulled the bathrobe tight around her waist and walked to the table. “I probably won’t even have time to eat breakfast once I start classes…”

“Yeah, I’m lucky if I get it myself.” I nodded and fixed her a cup of coffee.

We didn’t discuss the fact that it was our last time having breakfast together until she returned to Los Angeles—and I wasn’t even sure we would have an opportunity when she did come home for her break. We hadn’t even discussed how it was going to work. I didn’t want to hide our relationship, but I didn’t know when she would be ready to tell her parents about us. The age difference was sure to cause some concern and if they weren’t accepting of our relationship, it could create a few problems—living next door to them was going to make that even worse. I tried not to focus on it—my analytical brain needed to stay on vacation for a little while longer so I could live in the moment with Holly.

“You bought a few things while you were here.” Holly looked around the suite. “You don’t have a suitcase…”

“No.” I shook my head back and forth. “I guess I’ll just try to stuff everything in a shopping bag.”

“I could keep them.” She leaned over and nudged me. “That way you wouldn’t have to pack anything if you come visit me.”

“It’s going to be a while before I have a chance to do that,” I sighed. “Part of my residency agreement requires me to be on call every weekend—and I won’t get a chance to take another vacation before it’s over.”

“Let me keep them anyway.” She shrugged. “You never know what will happen—I seem to remember you threatening to make an unscheduled trip to Arizona if I misbehaved…”

“That wasn’t an invitation for you to misbehave just so I had to.” I narrowed my eyes at her. “Maybe you need one more trip across my knee before I go so that you don’t forget what happens to bad girls that don’t do what they’re supposed to.”

“You might have to take me back to the bedroom if you do that.” She bit down on her bottom lip.

“My flight doesn’t leave for a few hours.” I reached over and tugged on her bathrobe.

“Well in that case…” She pulled away and stood. “You’re going to have to catch me before you get to spank me.”

“If I have to chase you down, I’m going to spank you even harder,” I growled under my breath and pushed my chair back.