Daddy's Little Angel (Daddy 4)

Eve shrieked as she tried to wiggle away from him.

Patrick grinned and started pulling off her clothes. He bent and kissed her long and hard and let his hands and lips build her need to a fever pitch.

“Daddy, please.”

“I’ll know when you’re prepared for what I need from you.”

“But I’m already there,” she whimpered.

“For what I have in mind, you will need to be ready.”

“What are you talking about?” she asked with interest.

He shook his head. “I need to be in your tight ass. I need to know all of you belongs to me.”

She froze and looked up at him in shock. “You can really do that?”

He laughed at her shock. “Oh, yeah, and I guarantee you’re going to love it.”

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Eve’s stomach tightened in apprehension. “What if it hurts too much?”

“If I do it the right way, it won’t, but if you end up hating it, we won’t do it again.”

“Why are you smiling, daddy?” she asked suspiciously.

“Because I’m going to do it so right, you’ll be begging me to butt fuck you all the time.”

She snorted then lay still as Patrick shed his clothes. Every inch of his body was a work of art. She licked her lips at the memory of his salty, woodsy taste.

He came down on top of her and started kissing her. He kissed her until she was breathless before moving down her body. He sucked on her nipples for a bit and then moved to her cunt.

“Daddy,” she shrieked at the first swipe of his tongue.

“Mmmm. Hold still, baby,” he murmured against her slit.

She bit down hard on her lip as she tried to do what she was told.

He thrust one and then two fingers into her pussy as he sucked on her clit and felt herself getting closer to the peak.

“Please…”

“Soon, baby.”

He swiped at the copious amount of cream running from her cunt and slid his finger to her back hole. He pushed in gently before pulling out to get more cream and then went deeper the next time.

Erotic sensations bombarded Eve as her body tried to control the pleasure Patrick was giving her. Her nails dug into his shoulders, and her heels pushed into the mattress.

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He listened to the mewling sounds that came from her throat and smiled because he knew she was about ready. He sat back and flipped her to her stomach and then up to her knees until her ass was in the air.

He reached for the bedside table and took a tube of lube he put there.

She gasped when a glob of cold gel fell on her ass crack. Her hands fisted the blanket underneath her, and she waited for his next move.

“You’re going to be fine. Don’t be nervous,” he said as he started to work the gel into her anus. Patrick got her worked up again with his fingers. Only when she was begging for him did he line up his cock and start pressing into her.