His Rules (Love, Daddy 3)

He lets me sit there for what feels like an eternity. The afternoon light is dimming, and what’s left is throwing shadows a

cross his bare torso, accentuating the look of a carved statue.

The waiting is only fueling my need. It’s building like a pressure cooker, and if he leaned down and touched me right now, I’m sure he would throw me into the deepest orgasm of my life.

“I’m not going to fuck you today, Lexi. But I am going to taste you. Put my fingers inside you. And then, if you’ve been a very, very good girl and come a few times for Daddy, you know what I’m going to let you do?”

He uncrosses his arms finally and steps forward. My voice catches in my throat, but I concentrate and force my answer out. “No, Daddy.”

His massive hand comes down to rest on my open knees, spreading them farther. My sightline lands on the clear outline of a hard cock that is bigger than I thought possible.

“Daddy’s going to let you kiss his cock. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, princess? Let you take it into your mouth. Then, and only then—if you do everything just as I ask. You suck me just right. I’m going to come down your throat. You’ll swallow every drop then you will thank me.”

My hips come up and off the sofa at his words, jerking and twitching with a need so deep I think I will die if he doesn’t touch me soon. I nod and pray for forgiveness. I don’t even believe in God really, but right now, I feel like he is my God. His eyes bore into me, and I would do anything he says right now if only he will relieve me of this gripping need.

He drops to his knees, rough palms sliding down the sensitive flesh inside my thighs until they stop right at the little soft part inside my legs, just before the elastic of my panties grips on either side of my pussy.

“I do like these panties.”

His thumbs begin to graze over the wet fabric, sending me into a quick orgasm that has me shaking and throwing my head back.

I hear a low rumble of laughter come from him as I steady my breathing and look into his face.

He’s smiling, and a gush of moisture comes out of me.

“Daddy’s going to move these panties aside, Babygirl. He needs his first taste of you. I can smell you from here. How much you want Daddy to kiss you here. Such a good girl, coming for me already. I can’t wait to swallow it all.”

The next moment, I’m gasping for air, and my hands fly to the back of his head.

My panties are pulled aside, and his mouth takes me open and hard. I feel the hair from his beard on my outer lips. Then his tongue slides up inside me farther than I ever could have imagined. My hips take on a life of their own as a calloused thumb circles my clit and his tongue begins to fuck in and out of me without mercy.

I’m so close when he stops, kissing his way up my outer lips, then looking up at me.

“You need to come on Daddy’s face now, princess. It’s what I need. It’s what will make me happy, and it’s your job to make me happy.”

The sensations overwhelm me as his mouth comes back down onto me. Tongue flicking and lips sucking my clit until I am utterly unbound. I’m screaming into the ceiling and tearing at his hair, but he’s relentless. He eats me until I’m unable to form words or thoughts. One orgasm layering on top of the next until I’m panting and helpless.

I’m still trying to regroup when I focus to see him stripping off his jeans. Working the button-fly down, and I’m rapt.

The next minute, he’s naked in front of me, and I see all of him for the first time. Fear and desire flood me. His huge erection is outstretched, looking nearly painful how the skin is shiny and tight.

“You were a good girl. You filled Daddy’s mouth with your cum. Now, it’s your turn. Sit up.” Looking at his face, I see my wetness glistening in his beard. His tongue comes out to lick his lips, and he lets out a low groan, tasting what I’ve left there for him.

He centers himself in front of me as I struggle to do as he says. My muscles don’t want to respond; everything feels like jelly, but I manage to get myself sitting up. His cock head is slick already, and I see drops of fluid seeping out of the tip.

“I want you first to just kiss it. Show me how much you love Daddy’s cock.”

He reaches down and grabs my hands, bringing them to the base of his shaft, then stands back up.

I’m frozen. Not in fear, but I’m mesmerized. I’ve never really looked at a man before. Not like this. With Rueger, my inhibitions fly away because I’m not in control. I am here to do as I’m told, and that relieves me of any embarrassment. It’s as though what we are doing is so right. So perfect and I want to please him.

My hands tighten around the steel shaft. The skin so soft over something so hard as I lean forward and gladly follow his instructions. Kissing those drops of liquid and feeling the first taste of them soar through me.

I kiss and kiss, down the underside to where his balls hang thick and heavy, then up the side, running my tongue along a vein that threatens to burst through the skin.

When I hear him moan and his hands move to the back of my head, I’m in heaven. Connected to him like this is more than just sex. It’s making us whole. Giving myself to him.

“Open your mouth, baby. Take Daddy slowly. I want to feel every inch, enjoy every second…as much as you can take today, princess. Just try. We will practice. I know I’m more than you can take. Try so hard for Daddy.”