Obsessed with a Daddy

“Not exactly…” He stood and started to undress.

Everette’s cock was thick and gorged with his lust when his pants hit the floor. He sat down on the bed and pulled me onto the mattress with him. His hand moved to the back of my head, and he wrapped his fingers around my hair as he guided me towards his cock. I opened my mouth and started to take him between my lips immediately. I got him covered with my saliva, and then I felt his hand on the back of my thigh. He lifted me up and put me in position for what was commonly referred to as sixty-nine—a way for both of us to feel pleasure at the same time. I tried to concentrate on his cock, but when I felt his breath on my pussy, my head started to spin. He extended his tongue, licked around the outside of my pussy, and then started to circle my clit. It felt so good that I was almost certain my eyes rolled back in my head.

“Oh god…” I exhaled sharply.

“Don’t stop what you’re doing.” He gave me a firm smack on my ass. “I want to feel those lips on my cock while I devour this pretty pussy.”

I opened my mouth and started to slide my lips down his shaft. It wasn’t easy, because his tongue on my clit was more intense than anything I had ever felt before. I didn’t think I would be able to stand it for long, but Everette kept me on edge with a few hard smacks on my ass to keep me from going over the edge. They heightened the excitement but pulled me away from the orgasm before it could consume me. I took every inch of his length into my throat and concentrated on his pleasure. I was going to get to come—eventually—and if I could get him close, he might be distracted enough to take me to paradise.

It took nearly ten minutes for me to get him close and finally feel the throbbing against my tongue. His breathing was heavy. His grip on my thighs got tighter. He was close—I had been close for so long that I was scared I would die before I got to come. His cock pulsated, and then I felt his tongue move faster—he was finally going to let me come. My hips started to buck as the pressure inside me made my muscles get tight, but I kept swallowing his engorged cock. A saltiness mixed with my saliva—he was definitely close.

I pulled him deep into my throat and moaned—I was right there with him. The pressure inside me released as his seed erupted from the head of his cock and splattered into my throat. I swallowed his cum while the orgasm consumed me. It was so intense that I thought I was literally going to pass out. I kept my lips moving, despite the pleasure that surged through my veins and set my nerve endings on fire. I didn’t stop until he was drained, and he didn’t stop until the orgasm subsided. I used my hands to push myself up and fell over against the mattress. I was totally spent and thankfully—so was he.

“Do you feel like you’ve been properly punished now?” Everette put his hand on my ass and squeezed it.

“I can’t believe you tortured me that long…” I shifted so that I could see him and let my head rest on his thigh.

“Punishment doesn’t always have to hurt.” A weak smile spread across his lips. “You teased me with your bad-girl behavior, and I showed you what it was really like to be teased.”

“Yes you did…” I exhaled sharply.

Everette pulled me into his arms, and we just laid there in the afterglow of bliss. It felt perfect—like I was exactly where I was supposed to be. I still couldn’t believe he actually came with me to Arizona. I was so sure that the stolen kisses we had at my house were going to be the last ones we shared before I came home for Thanksgiving, and I wasn’t sure if he would even wait for me. Everette was a man who knew what he wanted, and there was no way that I was going to be able to let him go without having my heart shattered. That felt foolish, but it really was my first taste of true desire. Everette had introduced me to a world I never imagined, and I hadn’t even lost my virginity—yet.

I thought I wouldn’t survive our second night together without having my cherry ripped off the vine—but I know he will claim it eventually.

I snuggled close to Everette, and my pounding heart finally started to slow down. My eyelids were heavy, even though it was still early in the evening. There was no way that I was going to be able to move from the bed after what he did to me—not without a nap—and I wasn’t sure I would be able to move before morning. I listened to Everette’s breathing slow down, and he finally drifted off to sleep. We were only going to have a few days together before he had to leave, and I didn’t want to waste a single second of his time in Arizona. It didn’t feel like I would be gone that long when I originally accepted the fact that I wouldn’t be home until Thanksgiving, but it suddenly felt like a lifetime—an impossible distance—an impossible length of time. My future was already in front of me, and I couldn’t change it. The moment he left was going to be hard.

I can’t focus on that right now. Our time together is too special for me to get tangled up in the complexities that will come when he’s gone.

Chapter Nine

Everette

The next day

My dominant side was completely uncaged and after my second night with Holly, I sta

rted to notice something that I had never noticed before—when my dominant side was released, I always lived in the moment. I didn’t stress or try to analyze every minute while coming up with reasons to snap myself back to reality. It gave me a sense of freedom that I thought was no longer possible to experience. It seemed to be bringing out a different side of Holly as well—one that was more submissive and quickly becoming the yin to my yang. She was a glimmer of light when the darker side of my personality took over, and I was the speck of darkness in her light. Perhaps the reverse was true as well—because we both seemed to become different people when we were together.

All of the loneliness fades when I see her smile. My life doesn’t seem that complex. The future isn’t as important as the present—I never thought I would ever be able to embrace that thought without my world unraveling around me.

The morning light pierced the curtains that were pulled tight beside us. The sun brought us one day closer to the moment when we would be forced apart. I was learning how to live in the present and embrace the moment, but the clock was still ticking against us. Holly was fast asleep, but I was too wired to close my eyes again, so I decided to get up. I didn’t even feel like I needed coffee, but I started making some out of instinct. If I was at home, I would have started my morning with a run—even if it was on a treadmill—but I didn’t really feel the urge to do anything but relax. My mind was at peace, my thoughts were clear, and the tranquility was so much nicer than the chaos that usually lingered in my brain.

This is so much better than what I’m used to. It wouldn’t be possible without Holly, and I don’t know how I’m going to just put her in the rear-view mirror for several months when I have to return to Los Angeles.

“Does the mini-bar have sodas?” Holly’s voice interrupted my thoughts, and an audible yawn followed her words.

“Yeah, this place is a little nicer than the one we stayed at on the way here.” I turned to her and smiled. “Did you sleep okay?”

“I did.” She nodded. “I don’t know if it was because you wore me out, or if that mattress is just so much nicer than the one at home.”

“Maybe it’s a little bit of both.” I walked up to her and put my hands on her hips. “Are you hungry? I could order room service.”

“I’ll definitely want something to eat once I wake up a little more.” She nodded quickly. “But first, I need some caffeine…”

“Are you not a fan of coffee? It’s a lot better than soda…” I watched as she pulled away and walked to the mini-bar—my cock throbbed when she bent over to open the fridge underneath the alcohol.

I love the way her lips feel, but I’m not going to be able to leave that cherry on the vine much longer…