Daddy's Stepstalker (Daddy's Little Deviants)

"You're a work of art, Ari. So damn beautiful. It's almost a sin to touch you. But I get to touch your beauty. Only me."

"Yes, only you," I gasped as he scraped his teeth over the sensitive nipple.

My stomach trembled beneath his lips, the muscles tightening under his ministrations.

Shaw pulled my ass closer to the edge of the desk and went down on his knees. He tugged my skirt down to cover me.

"What are you doing?" He wasn't thinking of stopping right now, was he?

Instead of answering, he dove under the skirt and ran his tongue over the hard line of my cock. My breath hitched. I wanted to drag the skirts up so I could see what he was doing under there, but it turned out all I needed was to feel.

He tugged down the waistband of the underwear enough for my cock to pop out, and then his lips were right where I'd wanted them to be since I entered the room.

Placing both elbows on the desk, I gave in to the ride, closed my eyes, and enjoyed Shaw's blow job. The way his lips pulled on my cock, his tongue licking the underside up to the tip to circle the plump head.

"Oh, Daddy." Over and over, he sucked up and down my cock, cupping my balls and squeezing them gently.

When I thought I would blow, he released me. I gasped, chest rising and falling hard, as he emerged from beneath my skirt. He leaned over me and took my mouth with his. I moaned, cupping the back of his head and returning the rough thrusts of his tongue and the scrape of his teeth.

"Don't move." He dashed out of the office. I held my position, which wasn’t easy. My body was electrified, my skin humming in anticipation. When he returned with the bottle of lube, a sigh of relief escaped me.

"Turn around."

He helped me off the desk and bent me over the top. He flipped my skirt up, and the material pooled up my back. Shaw groaned and fingered the little red-and-black bow at the waistband of my underwear.

"So sexy." He dipped two fingers into the slit at the back. I'd thought that would turn him on. "As pretty as this is, baby, I like to see your naked ass better."

He peeled down the underwear and left them resting between my thighs. "There, that's much better. You've got such a perfect ass. And those tattoos, did you know I hated them until I saw yours?"

"I wasn't sure you would like them."

He pried my cheeks apart. "I love everything about you."

He must have squeezed lube onto his fingers. A wet finger probed between my cheeks and sank into my hole. He kissed my neck and bit my earlobe. "Even the dangerous parts."

A shiver ran down my spine. Shaw twisted his finger and shoved another one inside me. He pushed one cheek apart, hissing a breath as he fingered me slowly at first, then thrust deep and hard over and over.

"Daddy," I moaned.

"Tell me what you want, angel."

"I want your cock inside me. Too long. Please, please."

"Oh god, I love when you beg."

He poked harder, fingers plundering my hole roughly. I tightened around him, my cock just about ready to explode.

And then his fingers were gone. I panted, squirming to feel…something. I needed to come.

"Please, Daddy. I need you."

"Only me."

"Yes, only you."

"No one else can have you, Ari. No one else."

"No one else." I would have agreed that the earth was flat to get him to fuck me.