Say You're Mine

His hand comes down on me again, and this time it’s harder. The pain shoots straight from my ass to my clit, and my shout turns into a moan of unexpected pleasure.

“Watch your fucking mouth, little bit,” he growls, slipping his hand down the crack of my ass and to my sex.

“That’s not fair,” I huff. How come he gets to curse all he wants and I don’t? I try and wiggle away again, but his fingers press into my clit and rub small circles.

“Your cunt is enjoying your spanking.”

“Yes.” I’m not sure if I’m agreeing with him or the pleasure he’s giving me right now. I try to lift my backside, but he pulls his hand away. It comes down on my ass again, and I cry out.

“I said to stop moving.”

I go completely still in his lap and obey his order. What the hell is happening to me?

“I think you need someone to take care of you, and you’re fucking pushing me to see if I’m up to the challenge.”

“That’s ridiculous.” My heart is pounding so hard I’m almost positive he can hear it.

“Is that so?” he says before he lands another smack to my ass.

“Daddy!” I shout, my nails digging into his calf so that I’m hanging on. I don’t know why that word keeps popping out of my mouth when I get all worked up.

His hand comes down again and again without a break, and instead of hating it, my entire body is aching.

“Please, Daddy, please.” I don’t beg him to stop, but to make me cum.

He sits me up and pulls my shirt and bra off, leaving me naked in his lap. I can see where my sex had been resting on his thigh because of the giant wet spot on his jeans. He grips my chin.

“You don’t keep things from me.”

I nod in agreement. “I’m sorry,” I say, hating the disappointment in his eyes.

“Prove it,” he orders, releasing my chin. “Get on your knees.” I slip off his lap and kneel in front of him. “You’re going to suck my cock until I come down your pretty throat. I don’t care if you’re choking on it or that flight attendant comes back in here. You keep sucking because all that matters to you now is pleasing me.”

I love everything he said except the part about the flight attendant.

“You want her to see you?” I glare up at him.

“She won’t see anything if your mouth is wrapped around my cock like it’s supposed to be. If anything, she’ll realize this cock is yours to take care of. No one else’s.” Oh god. What is he doing to me?

I watch as he pulls his jeans down a bit before his cock springs free. I’m so worked up the second it’s out of his pants I have my mouth wrapped around him. The sweet saltiness of him lights up my world.

“You're greedy for Daddy in your mouth.” His hand grips my hair and pulls me free. “You want this cock all to yourself?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl,” he praises before he guides me by my hair back to his hard length.

I dig my nails into his legs as I suck him all the way to the back of my throat. I gag a few times before I start to get the hang of it, but his groans of approval make me more than eager.

“Ready for your reward, little girl?” I moan around his cock. “Fuck, I can’t hold back.”

A loud groan comes from him as he spills deep down my throat. I don't stop sucking, wanting every last drop as I circle the head with my tongue, making sure I get it all. I try taking him all the way in my mouth again, but he pulls me up onto the sofa. I really am greedy for him.

He bends me over onto my knees with my ass high in the air.

“I love my mark on you.” He rubs the cheeks of my ass while I’m open and ready for him.

“Daddy, please. I need you.”

“I’ve got you.” His hands leave me, and I want to cry out, but then his mouth is there.

I look down between my thighs, seeing he came up through them, and I rock against his face. I push myself down into his mouth as he greedily eats me. I’m already so close, but I fight it, not wanting this to ever end. But there is no holding back when his fingers take over my clit as he licks all the way down my slit. His tongue presses into the tight ring at my backside, and I scream out, coming undone. Black spots dance in my eyes as the orgasm takes me, and everything in my body lets go. I’m limp and weak, but when I finally come to, I see I’m in Dutch’s lap. He’s holding me close as he brushes his thumb back and forth against my lips.