The pressure builds so quickly, I’m suddenly on the edge of coming. I give a little whimper, stilling my hips, forcing myself to stop, though everything in me just wants to ride his hand harder and harder until I orgasm. I guess I am a quick learner. “I…need to come. Please.”
“There’s a good girl. Let it go. Fuck daddy’s hand and come all over daddy’s fingers, pretty girl.”
Holy shit, the mouth on this man. I obey, fully, shamelessly bucking, humping his thigh as his fingers move in and out of me, fucking me to climax. My fingertips dig into the edge of the tub, my eyes shut tight and my entire body tenses as a rock n’ roll orgasm rips through my body, leaving me shuddering and panting over his lap.
I let out a low moan, totally and completely spent. “Fuck me.”
He smacks my ass, and I groan. I swear the smack goes straight to my spasming sex. “Don’t you mean, fuck me, please, daddy?”
He lifts me up from his lap, and our eyes meet. I should feel shame, humiliation, having been forced to lay myself over his lap, have my bare ass spanked by him, made to call him daddy.
I feel only lust as I stare into his gold-flecked gaze.
Longing to call him daddy again.
Chapter 4
Rawley
This girl will be the death of me. I know she’s a professional, but damn, the mouth on her. Please daddy. Fuck me daddy. Spank me daddy, I’ve been a bad girl. I didn’t have a daddy fetish before her, but this Emmeline, there’s something so pure about this girl.
She makes me want to be her daddy.... whatever that means. What does it mean?
It’s like she’s really getting off on this stuff, not just play-acting. Isn’t it just role play?
Guess a lot of people could do a lot of things for fifteen grand, but...there’s an authenticity to her I can’t deny.
And when I slide my fingers inside her, there’s no mistaking the message her body is giving off: warm, wet, and ready. She’s as turned on as I am.
Her ass wears my handprints, an angry red on her smooth flesh, marking her as mine. Fucking stunning.
I’ve never spanked a woman before. I hope she disobeys me again, just to give me reason to do it again.
I lift her up from my lap and she looks at me through her dark lashes, those green eyes sucking me in. Shit, I should walk away. I shouldn’t let myself get roped in, I shouldn’t let myself care…
But damn, I’d give this girl damn near anything. Anything she wants. And yet—this is only going to be one night, one magical night, and I need to keep reminding myself of that fact. But now, the tip of her bubblegum pink tongue is sliding over that full bottom lip and she’s giving me babygirl pouts.
Spank me, daddy, I’ve been a bad girl.
My cock’s rock hard.
I want to make her come again, and again, and again.
I need to pace myself, or I’m going to fall for her. Jesus.
“Let’s get out of these wet clothes.” I lean down, kiss those pouty lips and scoop her up in my arms. She giggles as I carry her dripping wet body back into the suite. I take her into the bedroom and set her down. “I’ll get us some towels.”
I grab two from the bathroom, return to her and wrap one around her shoulders. She dabs at the ends of her hair, smooths the towel over her skin. She gives me a flirty look. “May I take my clothes off now?”
I shake my head. Proud she asked, not willing to grant permission.
“Not yet. That’s my job.”
Her teeth sink into her lip. I cross the room to her, peeling off my wet shirt, tossing it onto a chair. I like the way her eyes widen when she takes in what she sees. I work out hard, and for the same reason any guy at a gym does: to get laid. I’m glad she seems to like what she sees.
We’re gonna have fun tonight.
I reach her, my finger sliding under the strap of her teddy. “Let’s start with this.”
I take the other strap, sliding them both down at once, exposing her breasts. I cup them in my hands, leaning down, kissing and sucking each damp, slightly cold, pretty pink nipple in turn. Her nipples tighten in my mouth as I slide my tongue over their tips. Her hands find my shoulders, her fingers digging into my skin. I slide the teddy down further, pulling it over her hips, taking her G-string with it, letting her clothing drop to the ground. She steps out of them and I step back to take in the full vision that is her body.
She gives a shy grin. “Do you like what you see?”