My Favorite Daddy (Dark Daddies 6)

“I’m sure,” I say. “Thanks for coming over.”

“Any time, Brady.” The elevator arrives. He steps on and disappears when the doors slide shut.

I turn back inside, and Aria is watching me.

“So,” she says. “What now?”

I shrug a little. “It’s official. You’re all mine.”

She crosses her arms. “Sort of.”

“Did you tell your other clients?”

“I sent out an email.”

“And what was your excuse?”

She looks away. “I’m on vacation.”

“Ah.” I laugh gently. “Not so bad, right?”

“No, not so bad.” She sounds reluctant, though.

“What do you want to do now?” I walk over to her as she drifts into the kitchen, leaning back against the counter.

“I don’t know,” she admits. “I’m out of my element here.”

“Good,” I say, mischief in my eyes. “I want you a little off-balance.” I stop close to her, and I can see the fire in her eyes.

“Why?” she asks.

“You’re always in control normally, aren’t you?”

She shrugs a little. “Maybe. Comes with the territory.”

“You’re used to controlling your little group of clients. They eat up every single one of your words, don’t they?”

She narrows her eyes. “Maybe.”

“They do and you know it. They worship the ground you walk on. Everything you do is magic in their eyes.”

She shakes her head. “I don’t see what you’re trying to do.”

“I’m trying to get you to see that I’m not like them. You need to impress me.”

That surprises her. “I thought you were the one that needed to impress me.”

“Not at all.” I cock my head and move closer to her. She doesn’t shrink back as my hands grab her hips. “I want to hear it you say it again, little Aria.”

She bites her lip. “Now?”

“Say it,” I whisper.

“Daddy.”

My whole body vibrates with need for her, “Say it again.”

“Daddy.”

I lean closer and kiss her neck softly. She doesn’t move away, doesn’t stop me. “Say it.”

“Daddy,” she groans.

I kiss her neck and find her lips. I kiss her slow, tongue against her tongue, lips parting to let me taste her. God, she tastes so fucking good. I grab her hips tighter, press myself against her harder.

I suddenly lift her up onto the counter. She gasps as I push her legs open. I lift her sweater up, exposing her breasts, barely covered by a small black bra. I kiss her chest and reach one hand between her legs.

“Shit,” she whispers.

“Say it again, little Aria. I want to hear you keep saying my fucking name.”

“Daddy,” she moans. “You’re really doing this, Daddy?”

“I’m really doing this.” I unbutton her jeans. I slide a hand down over top her panties.

And she’s soaking wet, already soaked through them. She must’ve been wet since she signed her name on that fucking contract. She’s been thinking about this the whole time.

She moans as I start to rub her pussy, teasing her at first, but quickly I slide my hands down against her skin. I find her clit, swollen and soaked, rolling it under my fingers as I kiss her lips again.

I tease her, pressing against her clit, pushing down to slide my fingers inside. She moans into my kiss and I bite her bottom lip. I push her legs wider with my free hand and fuck her tight little pussy with my fingers before pulling back out.

I grab her jeans and tug them over her hips. I see a hint of fear in her eyes and I smirk.

“Don’t worry, little Aria,” I whisper in her ear. I pull her jeans down to her ankles. “This is all for you.”

She groans when I kiss her inner thigh. She wiggles her hips as I kiss up her leg and find her pussy. I tongue her panties before pulling them down, exposing her beautiful, pink little cunt.

I lick her clit, teasing her with the tip of my tongue. I kiss her spread legs. She leans back on one hand, the other one in my hair, grabbing hard as I start to lick and suck her.

I love the fucking taste of this wet little pussy. I lick and suck her faster, teasing her, using my tongue and teeth and lips to drive her wild. She rolls her hips in time with me, getting into it, losing herself. Her moans come faster, getting deeper and more intense, and I can’t help but wonder when the last time was that a man did this for her.

Maybe never. I know for a fact she’s never had a man like me between her legs, at least. I can read her body like a fucking book as my tongue laps her up, sucking and licking her beautiful little clit.

I slide my fingers inside of her and start to fuck her in and out. I straighten up and kiss her, letting her taste her own pussy on my lips. She doesn’t shy away from it, just opens her mouth and slides her tongue against mine.